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Zhan Mu met Gao Yu again in the hospital.

This time, it was at the door of the infusion room, and Gao Yu was covering his lips with his hand, sneezing loudly one after another.

Zhan Mu waited for her to finish sneezing, and then asked coldly, "Is it still okay?"

It was only then that Gao Yu realized that there was someone standing in front of him, and when he raised his head, he met Zhan Mu's peachy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Well, ahem, it's getting worse." She sniffed, and her voice was slightly nasal when she spoke.

"Then don't look at Bai Juyi, lest you infect her." Zhan Mu warned.

Gao Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I see."

So Zhan Mu ignored her and walked straight forward. Gao Yu followed her, keeping a close distance from her.

The two walked to the elevator one after another and waited for the elevator together.

Gao Yu sneaked a few glances at her, and finally asked, "Is Xiaojuzi feeling better?"

Zhan Mu said "hmm" and had no more words.

"Her eyes..."

"How do you know?" Zhan Mu turned around suddenly.

Gao Yu was taken aback by her expression, and murmured: "We had a phone call last night."

Zhan Mu's expression turned even worse.

"Do you often talk on the phone?" Knowing that Bai Juyi and Gao Yu were pure childhood sweethearts, she just felt uncomfortable, unhappy, and dissatisfied.

Any person or thing that distracts Bai Juyi's attention can make Zhan Shao feel jealous.

Gao Yu looked at Zhan Mu's expression, wondering why she had a dark face every time she saw her, and couldn't help but feel aggrieved, but she didn't show it: "Occasionally we talk on the phone, but it's not often."

When the elevator arrived, Zhan Mu walked in, followed by Gao Yu.

Because there were other people in the elevator, Zhan Mu didn't continue talking to Gao Yu.

When they reached the first floor, Zhan Mu walked out of the elevator first, and Gao Yu still followed behind her.

Zhan Mu turned to look at her, and asked, "Did you... tell Bai Juyi what happened between us?"

Gao Yu shook his head and said, "No."

Zhan Mu said: "I hope you understand that it's just a physical and money transaction between me and you. After the transaction is over, it's over. We don't delay or owe each other, understand?"

Gao Yu looked at her and suddenly laughed: "Understood."

"That's good." Zhan Mu was very satisfied with her knowledge.

Gao Yu thought for a while and said, "Young Master Zhan, I want to talk to you about Little Orange."

Zhan Mu frowned immediately: "You talk to me about her? What do you mean?"

Gao Yu said: "It's just a sincere piece of advice. It's better to arrange for Xiaojuzi's surgery as soon as possible. There's no need to let Jon perform the surgery."

Zhan Mu looked at her coldly, his face covered with frost: "Did Bai Juyi tell you?"

Gao Yu covered his lips and coughed twice, and then continued to speak: "Dr. Qiao En is thousands of miles away. It is still unknown whether he will come in the end. Young Master Zhan, please think about it carefully." After speaking, he walked towards the hospital gate up.

Zhan Mu stared at her back, his gaze became cold inch by inch.

What does Gao Yu mean by this?

What is this woman trying to imply?

The doctor in charge of Baijuyi did say that the surgery should be done as soon as possible, because as time goes on, the damage to the optic nerve will become more and more serious due to the congestion in the brain, and no one can guarantee the risk of surgery in one day or two days. Will it increase.

It is better to operate as soon as possible to keep the success rate above 50.00%.

But in Zhan Mu's opinion, the 60.00% success rate is still too risky.She wants 100% success. Although she knows it is impossible, she must also find ways to maximize the chance of success.

In the afternoon, when Zhan Mu arrived at the hospital, he was called to the office by the doctor.

Still about surgery.

The doctor persuaded her earnestly: "It is best not to delay the operation, the sooner the operation is better for the patient."

Zhan Mu didn't want to hear him repeat the same old tune, so he said blankly that he and Bai Juyi still had to think about it.

The doctor's advice is limited, and the patient cannot be forced to sign for the operation.

When Zhan Mu left the doctor's office, his face was a little ugly.

The doctor was right, most of the illnesses would become more dangerous as they protracted, but if it wasn't for the best doctor, Zhan Mu couldn't be relieved.

When she reached the ward, she gently pushed the door open, and saw that Bai Juyi was facing away from the door, leaning against the window and listening to music with earplugs on.

She walked over with light steps, just about to raise her arms to put her arms around her shoulders, but Bai Juyi suddenly turned her head and smiled at her: "Is Young Master Zhan trying to scare people?"

Zhan Mu really wanted to scare Bai Juyi with a mischievous heartbeat, but he was taken aback instead.

"Does Teacher Bai have eyes in the back of his head?"

"You can see it on the glass." Bai Orange smiled and pointed to the window.

"You can see clearly?" Zhan Mu was immediately pleasantly surprised.

Bai Juyi said: "It feels better than in the morning."

Zhan Mu put his arm around her and pushed her to the bed: "Don't stand by the window for too long, it's hot in the afternoon."

Bai Juyi took off the earplugs and turned off the music playing on the phone.

Zhan Mu glanced at the fruit basket on the small coffee table, and found that there were still apples, so he peeled one for Bai Juyi.

"It's such a big one, I can't finish it, maybe half of it for each person." Bai Juyi didn't eat much at first, and his appetite became even worse after being admitted to the hospital. He didn't even eat much fruit.

Zhan Mu said: "Then you eat first, and I'll eat for you if you can't finish."

Bai Juyi felt a little bad: "Let's cut it in half."

"I don't even mind eating Teacher Bai's saliva." Zhan Mu said with a smile, "Let's eat."

Since Zhan Mu didn't mind, Bai Juyi didn't insist anymore, took a bite of the apple, the flesh was crunchy, sweet and juicy, she couldn't help squinting her eyes happily.

Seeing her satisfied face, Zhan Mu couldn't help laughing.

"I just love to eat the food that Teacher Bai has eaten. It tastes very delicious."

Bai Tangyi: "..."

As a result, Bai Juyi couldn't eat half of it, and left over half for Zhan Mu. Zhan Mu happily took it, ate it all with relish, and licked the corners of his lips.

Bai Juyi smiled helplessly, his eyebrows drooped, and his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids, making Zhan Mu unable to look away for a while.

"There's something I've wanted to ask for a long time, but I never remembered it." Bai Juyi said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Mu asked.

"Who did you entrust Nobita to foster care?"

Zhan Mu:? !

She completely forgot Nobita!

Bai Juyi guessed it just by looking at her expression. Calculating the time, Zhan Mu has been in K City for almost half a month, and Daxiong is probably as hungry as a cat.

"I'll make a call." Zhan Mu took out his cell phone and called Lu Meiyao.

"Young Master Zhan, are you ready to come back?" the other end asked expectantly as soon as he answered the phone.

Zhan Mu ignored her question and asked directly: "Do you still remember where I put the spare key in my house?"

"Remember." Lu Meiyao continued to ask without giving up, "Master Zhan, are you planning to come back?"

Zhan Mu continued to ignore her question, and said to himself: "You go to my house now to see if Daxiong...is the cat I picked up dead or not?"

Lu Meiyao: "..."

Bai Tangyi: "..."

"If you are still alive, you can take it home first... No, you are pregnant, so help find a friend to take care of it for a while, and then take it back when I go back." Zhan Mu said.

Lu Meiyao sighed, and said helplessly, "I'm still wondering when you will think of that cute pet, Mr. Zhan. I already helped you send the cat to the pet foster center the day you went to K City."

Few of the so-called friends they know know how to keep pets. Some of them think that animals smell bad, so they might as well send them to professionals to take care of them.

Zhan Mu was instantly delighted: "Well done, I will reward you when I get back."

Lu Meiyao said: "You have already said this, I will wait for you to come back and fulfill it."

"No problem, you wait."

Zhan Mu hung up the phone and smiled at Bai Juyi: "Mr. Bai, Daxiong is living in a safe and comfortable place now."

Bai Juyi nodded clearly: "The pet foster care center is a good choice."

"How do you know?" Zhan Mu was taken aback, because she didn't press and play on the phone just now.

"If you think about it, you will know." Bai Juyi said lightly.

"Then Teacher Bai has no objection to my arrangement?"

"Isn't this Mei Yao's arrangement?"

"……All right."

The last day of August came to an end.

At 45:[-] in the morning, Zhan Mu was still busy.

She sat in her room, working on some urgent paperwork on her laptop.

After all, Lu Meiyao was pregnant and couldn't bear too much workload, so Zhan Mu ordered Anna to email some of the documents for her to review.

After finally finishing today's workload, she got up and went to the living room to pour a cold glass, and walked to the window with the glass.

From here, you can see the hospital where Bai Juyi is.At this moment, only a few rooms are still lit, which should be the office of the doctor on duty.

Zhan Mu stared at the building shrouded in darkness, slowly drank the water in the cup, then raised the empty cup to pay tribute to the void.

"Good night, Teacher Bai."

Zhan Mu woke up at three o'clock in the morning.

I woke up holding my urine.

She remembered the glass of water she drank before going to bed, and reluctantly got up to go to the bathroom.

When I lay down again, the drowsiness had dissipated a lot, and I couldn't fall asleep anyway.

The cell phone rang suddenly at this time, and Zhan Mu was taken aback by surprise, and quickly fished the cell phone from the bedside table.

It turned out to be Jon's call.

"Doctor Jon?" Zhan Mu couldn't help but frowned slightly. They had already made an appointment for the operation, and if nothing unexpected happened, Jon shouldn't call her suddenly.

Jon's tone was a little anxious, and he spoke quickly, apologizing as soon as he came up: "I'm sorry, Miss Zhan, I can't go to your place to perform surgery on your friend next week."

Zhan Mu's expression changed immediately.

"Why? Haven't we already agreed?"

"It's like this. My father suddenly suffered a stroke. I have to operate on him first, so I won't be able to go to your place next week. I'm sorry."

"Doctor Jon, how could you..."

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I have to go to a meeting to study the operation plan now, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry." Before Zhan Mu could speak again, Jon hung up.

Zhan Mu was so angry that his face was livid. When he called back the phone, the other party had turned off the phone.

The author has something to say:

Little Theater of No Responsibility:

Zhan Shao: "What song is Teacher Bai listening to?"

Feverfew Chrysanthemum: "Pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth~"

Zhan Shao: "Nani?"