The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

After the operation time was confirmed, Jackson studied the preoperative preparations needed for the operation every day in Nan Zeyu's villa room. Because Jackson seldom performed liver surgery himself, other surgeons always performed the surgery and he was the assistant. He himself was a little nervous because he was good at major operations on the heart, brain, skull and eyes.

That day, after Jackson had washed up, he was looking at what measures would be needed during liver surgery in the room. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Jackson's face darkened. He hated being disturbed when he was studying the most. He had to stop, get up from the sofa, and quickly walked to the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Delis standing outside the door. Delis stared at Jackson with a pair of blue eyes and said slowly: Jackson, hey, what are you doing? By the way, when is the surgery scheduled for Xiaoyan's mother?

Jackson looked at Delis and said blankly: "Come in first, I'll tell you, Delis." Delis walked into Jackson's room and he closed the door gently. After closing the door, Jackson looked at Delis and said: "It's next Friday afternoon, but Delis, I have never had a liver operation and I'm afraid..."

Delis looked at Jackson's confused expression, she walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: Come on, I believe you can do it, and besides, Xiaoyan and her best friend will help you, you don't have to worry.

When Jackson saw Delis's righteous expression encouraging him, he seemed to slowly open up the knot in his heart that he was afraid to cross. He deliberately... Jackson looked at Delis and said with a confused smile: Ah... Okay, I know what to do.

In the next few days, Nan Zeyu drove to Ancheng University to pick up Song Yuyan after class after work. He didn't get home until after 10 o'clock because he went to the hospital with Song Yuyan to visit her mother. So, he simply had dinner after returning to the villa. Song Yuyan walked in front with her schoolbag on her back. Nan Zeyu looked at her cheerful figure with a smile on his face. She looked so cute with her schoolbag on her back!

Song Yuyan turned around abruptly and looked back at the breathtakingly handsome man behind her. He had deep eyes and a faint smile on his lips. His tall body, coupled with his invincible long legs, made him particularly eye-catching as he walked in the hospital corridor.

The man walked quickly to Song Yuyan, lowered his head and touched her little pink face, saying: It's okay, you go your way and I'll take care of mine, Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan felt a warm sensation on her face when she heard it. His voice when he approached her was really too sexy, especially when he lowered his head and gently brushed her little face with his warm palm, she almost lost her balance.

Song Yuyan looked up with a dazed look at Nan Zeyu's gentle black eyes that made her fall in love with him. The light in his eyes when he looked at her was no longer as harsh as before, but gentle now, as if there was a kind of softness in his eyes that she herself could not describe. His eyelashes were long, and his pupils were extremely deep and profound.

After her eyes became soft, they seemed to be coated with a layer of winter spring water, which made her feel moved. Nan Zeyu took her hand and Song Yuyan was startled. It came again, but I seemed to be unable to resist his strength. She lowered her head. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with a shy face, her face was pink and tender, like a ripe peach.

When they arrived at the ward, Song Yuyan looked up at Nan Zeyu and warned: Let me go quickly, don't let mom see it, although, the relationship between us may have changed a lot... When she said this, she couldn't continue. Song Yuyan glared at Nan Zeyu, and he tactfully let go of his big hand.

After entering the ward, Song Yuyan walked quickly to the door. When she opened the door, she saw the new special nurse who was feeding her mother a little bit of fragrant, soft, sticky and delicious shallot, red dates and lean pork porridge. Song Yuyan walked forward, looked at her mother who was eating the porridge and said: "Mom, I'm here to see you. How are you feeling today?"

Song Yuyan's mother looked at Song Yuyan sideways. The special nurse carefully wiped the porridge from the corner of her mother's mouth with a handkerchief. She held the porridge, turned around and looked at Song Yuyan and said, "You are here, Miss Song. Aunt Song is doing well today." Song Yuyan looked at the special nurse, who was hired by Nan Zeyu at a high price. She graduated from a medical university in the UK and has rich experience in special care and can deal with various emotions of patients.

At this time, Nan Zeyu came over and looked at the nurse holding the hot porridge and asked: Did you cook this porridge yourself? Special nurse Xu. Special nurse Xu saw that the person coming over was Nan Zeyu. She looked up at Nan Zeyu tremblingly and said seriously: Mr. Nan, I cooked it myself. Aunt Song woke up at dusk, and I went home to cook this porridge for her when Aunt Song was sleeping.

As he spoke, Special Guard Xu handed the hot jujube-yellow porridge in his hand to Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu quickly took it, smelled the porridge carefully, and scooped a few spoonfuls of porridge with a small spoon. The porridge was crystal clear, the rice grains were plump, the red dates gave off a faint sweetness, and the lean pork was soft and smooth. Nan Zeyu looked at Special Guard Xu and said in a cold voice: How many kinds of porridge can you cook? Just cook it like this, but remember not to put red dates next time.

Nan Zeyu pronounced the last two words "red dates" with a heavy tone and a fierce voice, which frightened Xu Tehu a lot. Xu Tehu looked at Nan Zeyu's dark eyes that sank, and she said tremblingly: "Okay, okay, I get it, Mr. Nan, I won't put red dates next time."

Song Yuyan's mother frowned, and looked at Nan Zeyu who was examining the special care with a serious look, and said softly: "Boss Nan, it's okay, this porridge is very delicious and won't choke your throat." Nan Zeyu heard the soft voice of Song Yuyan's mother, he walked forward quickly, looked at Song Yuyan's mother sitting on the bed, and looked good, he said indifferently: "As long as you think it suits your taste, Aunt Song, if the special care does not suit your taste, just tell me."

Song Yuyan's mother smiled, looked at Nan Zeyu and said softly: Thank you, President Nan, you found a new special nurse for me, arranged a good doctor for me, and took the time to visit me. Thank you so much, President Nan.

Song Yuyan quickly ran forward, sat on the hospital bed, held her mother's hand and said: "Why did you say thank you to President Nan? It's too polite, Mom. The surgery will be next week. Don't worry, Mom. Jackson will be the surgeon and Jiayi will be the assistant. Don't feel any psychological burden. If it doesn't work, I can go into the operating room and accompany you throughout the whole process."

When Song Yuyan's mother heard this, she looked at her daughter nervously and said, "No, no, no, I'm even more nervous when you're around, but I've been sleeping well recently and my vomiting has gradually decreased. What kind of miracle doctor is that Dr. Jackson you mentioned?"

How should I tell my mother? She winked at the handsome man standing next to her. Nan Zeyu received Song Yuyan's gaze and looked at Song Yuyan's mother and explained: "A miracle doctor? Aunt Song, if you say so, then it is. After the operation, your body will slowly recover to the same state as before."

Song Yuyan's mother looked at Nan Zeyu in confusion and said in disbelief: Really? President Nan, when you say that, I can't wait to have the surgery, but I... As she spoke, Song Yuyan's mother looked at her daughter again, and Nan Zeyu understood at a glance. He walked quickly to the bedside, looked at Song Yuyan's mother and said gently: Xiaoyan is here, don't worry, Aunt Song.

Song Yuyan's mother looked at her daughter, then at Nan Zeyu, and was surprised to find that the two were a perfect match. Song Yuyan's mother looked at Nan Zeyu with bright eyes and said: President Nan, um, I... Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's mother and said lightly: Just say whatever you want, Aunt Song.

Song Yuyan's mother looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. She lowered her head. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu's mouth corners suddenly rose, and then he returned to his indifferent expression and looked at Song Yuyan and said: Xiaoyan, your mother may have something to say to me, or you...

Song Yuyan looked at the man's indifferent face with a confused look. She stood up without knowing why, looked at her mother and said, "Then I'll sit on the sofa outside first, and you two can have a good chat." After that, Song Yuyan walked quickly to the door of the ward. Nan Zeyu saw Song Yu walking out of the ward and he sat on a chair beside him.

Song Yuyan's mother looked up at Nan Zeyu and asked: I want to ask, do you have any... Nan Zeyu frowned, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Song Yuyan's mother and said: Aunt Song, how did you see that? I do have some feelings for Xiaoyan.

Didn't Song Yuyan's mother know? Ever since Xiaoyan brought him to her house for dinner and Xiaoyan stayed in his villa during her hospitalization, she knew that Nan Zeyu had a complicated mind for Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan's mother put her hands on the back of Nan Zeyu's hands, looked at Nan Zeyu's calm black eyes with bright eyes and said slowly: Auntie knows, but you don't know how to tell Xiaoyan what's in your heart, right? You are more depressed.

Nan Zeyu hit the nail on the head at once, and he felt a little uneasy. He lowered his head. Song Yuyan's mother gently patted the back of his hand and said: I understand, Mr. Nan must have never loved anyone. The first time he loved my Xiaoyan... Nan Zeyu raised his eyes suddenly, and met the studying eyes of Song Yuyan's mother. He said unnaturally: Really not, Aunt Song, did you manage to see through it?

Outside the ward, Song Yuyan stared at the door of the ward. What were they talking about? Why wasn't she well yet... She looked at her watch. It was already 8:. She hadn't had dinner yet and was starving. Because her mother was going to have surgery, she would come to the hospital to visit her mother after class, hoping that the surgery would not bring her too much psychological pressure.

She became restless, her stomach growled a few times, and suddenly she remembered the special nurse in the ward. She looked around, but she didn't see Special Nurse Xu? Was he in the ward? Just as Song Yuyan walked out of the ward door, Special Nurse Xu slipped into the bathroom of the ward. There were two bathrooms in the ward, one for special nurses and the other for patients.

Special nurse Xu was about to leave the bathroom when she suddenly heard the voices of Nan Zeyu and Aunt Song talking outside the ward. She was stunned. It turned out that the president had a crush on Miss Song. She just saw that the president looked at Miss Song with a special eye. At this moment, it was not right for her to go out, and it was not right for her not to go out.

Song Yuyan's mother then looked at Nan Zeyu and said slowly: President Nan should be three years older than my Xiaoyan. Although you are a cold person, after getting to know you, I find that you are a big president who is not good at speaking. The reason why I let Xiaoyan stay in your villa is actually to give you two a chance to get along with each other.

Nan Zeyu was no longer silent. He looked directly into Song Yuyan's mother's eyes and said: "But, I can say that I don't like Xiaoyan anymore. It's that kind of... I am 24 this year, Aunt Song, Xiaoyan is 21, right?"

When Song Yuyan's mother heard this, she was stunned. Could it be that this president has expressed his love to Xiaoyan? Nan Zeyu nodded embarrassedly and said softly in a low voice: Yes, yes. Song Yuyan's mother became nervous. She really didn't expect that this president fell in love with my Xiaoyan. Does Xiaoyan know it?

Nan Zeyu and Song Yuyan's mother talked in the ward until after 9:. Nan Zeyu pushed open the door of the ward and saw Song Yuyan sitting on the sofa with her hands covering her stomach. He walked over quickly and looked at Song Yuyan anxiously and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable, Xiaoyan?"

Song Yuyan's face turned cold, and she looked up at Nan Zeyu who appeared in front of her. She said aggrievedly: I'm so hungry, I want to eat, what did you say to my mother? It's been so long, it feels like half a century has passed... The man stood in front of Song Yuyan, looking down at the pitiful little ball on the sofa.

He bent down and picked her up, scaring Song Yuyan to the point of shouting. Nan Zeyu looked at the stunned Song Yuyan and said softly, "If you don't want your mother to hear you, you can shout. Aren't you hungry? I'll drive you back to the villa quickly, okay?" Song Yuyan immediately stopped the sound she was about to make and hugged Nan Zeyu's beautiful neck tightly with both hands.

From the time they left the ward to the elevator, many nurses passing by looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan was so shy that she hid in Nan Zeyu's chest. Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan in his arms and walked in the hospital lobby. His face instantly became as cold as ice. No one except him was allowed to approach Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan was carried into the car by Nan Zeyu. He gently fastened her seat belt, then quickly got into the left passenger seat. In the car, Song Yuyan got in and fell asleep. Nan Zeyu was driving, his eyes fixed on the sleeping Song Yuyan. Why did this girl always fall asleep when he was driving?