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There was a knock on the door of the study, and after getting permission, the housekeeper gently pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Ling is calling."

Zhan Yang turned off the computer and went to the living room to answer the phone.

"Do you like mango or chocolate mousse?" A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

It's not asking if you like mousse, but directly giving you two options for you to choose.

Such an arbitrary questioning method belongs to Ling Xiao.

"All good." Zhan Yang replied casually.

"I'll be at your place in ten minutes."

Zhan Yang looked at the butler, motioned for him to come over, and then said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I'm not sure if the butler has prepared dinner for you, or you can ask him?" Zhan Yang planned to hand the phone to the butler .

However, Ling Xiao had already said one step ahead: "I've already prepared it myself, don't bother the housekeeper."

Zhan Yang suddenly had nothing to say, so he could only change the topic to the serious business: "...Do you need something from me?"

Ling Xiao's deep laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Yes, I know there is no legitimate reason why I can't knock on your Zhan Yang's door."

"Should I thank you for being so conscious?" Zhan Yang couldn't help mocking.

But his sarcasm is irrelevant to Ling Xiao. In terms of thickness, Ling Xiao and Yuan Xiao have their own merits.

The housekeeper carefully observed Zhan Yang's face, saw his brows slightly frowned, and asked, "Mr. Ling is coming?"

"Yeah." Zhan Yang pushed the wheelchair towards the study with one hand, "but you don't have to make dinner his."

Hearing this, the corners of the butler's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help answering loudly, "Understood, Mr. Zhan."

Speaking of Ling Xiao, the housekeeper has complicated feelings for him.

On the one hand, he is very grateful for everything the other party has done for Zhan Yang, on the other hand...he really thinks this person is too thick-skinned!

Even though the current Zhan Yang is much more restrained than before, and because of his poor health, his aura is much softer.But Zhan Yang is still the same Zhan Yang, and the arrogance in his bones has not been affected at all.

Even the lawless Zhan Kui has to restrain his temper in front of him, only this Ling Xiao, no matter how he is treated, can always find an excuse to appear in front of Zhan Yang again.What's even more annoying is that no one can refute his reason for seeing Zhan Yang!

The same is shameless, but the housekeeper likes Yuan Xiao!

Thinking of him, the housekeeper couldn't help but sigh again. This person who used to bring countless joys to the family has now become someone who must never be mentioned. The world is unpredictable!

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang on time, and the housekeeper welcomed Ling Xiao into the room.

"Mr. Zhong, I will call someone over to help tomorrow." Ling Xiao's first words were to the housekeeper who opened the door for him, "You are too old to worry about these things."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling." The housekeeper smiled politely, and refused the other party's kindness three times, "The old man is used to working hard, and besides, I don't trust others to take care of Mr. Zhan."

Seeing that Ling Xiao was carrying a lunch box, the butler didn't reach out to pick it up. After opening the door, he turned around and went about his own business.

Of course, he dared to neglect the guests like this, and he was allowed by Zhan Yang.

As the host, Zhan Yang didn't come out to greet guests when they came to the house, but continued to stay in the study, preparing for the auction.

Ling Xiao is used to Zhan Yang treating him like air. After entering the house, he went to the kitchen to get the dinner plate and put out the dinner he brought. The dinner he brought was enough for five people. Obviously, he will live in this house All counted.

The butler saw it from the side, felt a little sorry, and stepped forward to help.

"Mr. Zhong is really a kind man."

The butler was unmoved, and went about his business with lowered eyes, "Mr. Ling, please call me the butler, I'm used to it."

Ling Xiao just smiled.

After arranging the food, Ling Xiao consciously walked into the study room, squatted gently beside Zhan Yang, and looked at him with a smile, "I bought mousse, let's try it?"

Zhan Yang stared at the video screen and replied without turning his head: "Thanks, I don't like that."

Rejection was expected, Ling Xiao was not discouraged, and smiled lightly: "Yes, so I bought a fruit salad."

Zhan Yang paused his fingers flying on the keyboard, turned his head to look at Ling Xiao, who returned him a harmless smile.

"Mr. Ling..." Zhan Yang took a deep breath.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "You can call me by my name directly."

"Okay, Ling Xiao," Zhan Yang looked at him seriously, "I think you should understand that the relationship between us is just between a doctor and a patient, and I don't think any communication beyond this relationship is necessary."

The smile on Ling Xiao's face remained undiminished. After making sure that Zhan Yang had finished speaking, he got up and pushed Zhan Yang to the kitchen: "What big reason do you want to tell me, wait until after dinner. I promise, I will listen carefully. "

Zhan Yang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but finally compromised and handed the computer to the housekeeper.

"There are no apples in it, so eat it at ease." Ling Xiao put the fruit salad in front of Zhan Yang, then sat back at the dining table and started his own dinner.

The housekeeper stood behind Ling Xiao, watching Zhan Yang poking fruit boredly with complicated emotions.

It stands to reason that the housekeeper should be happy if someone can ignore Zhan Yang's temper, know him well, and take good care of him.

However, seeing such a scene, the butler felt very uncomfortable.

He felt that he would rather see Zhan Yang fight with others in disgrace, than see him show a helpless expression.

A person like Zhan Yang is born to stand at the top and point out the country, instead of sitting in a wheelchair and eating with others.

Perhaps sensing the butler's gaze, Zhan Yang stopped poking the fruit and looked this way suspiciously.

The housekeeper immediately pretended that nothing happened, turned around, quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, and went upstairs to prepare bath water for Zhan Yang.

Ling Xiao ate gracefully but very quickly. After 15 minutes, he put down the fork, pulled a tissue to wrap Zhan Yang's finger, and carefully wiped the salad dressing on it.

"Don't worry, the right hand will be fine." His voice was as gentle as his movements, with a comforting quality.

Zhan Yang withdrew his hand coldly, "Your sympathy is in the wrong place."

"Well, if you're wrong, you're wrong."

His tone made Zhan Yang frown again, and his tone couldn't help being a little colder: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Ling Xiao kept smiling, "After returning to China, our treatment will continue as soon as possible."

"I didn't say I would take you there." Zhan Yang looked at Ling Xiao.

"I am your attending doctor." Ling Xiao smiled, "You have no reason to refuse."

"The doctor can be found again."

"I represent authority," Ling Xiao even smiled proudly, "Mr. Zhong will not allow you to find another doctor."

Zhan Yang couldn't refute this sentence.

"That's it." Ling Xiao squatted down, gently holding Zhan Yanghuan's right hand, "Try to move it, do you feel it?"

Zhan Yang stared at Ling Xiao's side face for a while, then brushed his hand away with his good left hand, turned the wheelchair and turned his back, "Don't play tricks in front of me, you're still too young."

Zhan Yang was always so vigilant, Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, "I'm leaving." After speaking, he got up and left.

As soon as he left, the housekeeper pushed the door open and came in, "Mr. Zhan, Miss Emma's phone number."

When Emma called, she only had one sentence: Return to China the day after tomorrow!

The venue for the auction was set at a trading center. On the day the auction started, luxury cars gathered outside the trading center.An inconspicuous black car stopped silently.

Yuan Xiao got out of the car and ticked down the sunglasses with his fingers, "This is it?"

"President Yuan, the time is almost up." The secretary beside him reminded him respectfully.

Yuan Xiao pushed back the sunglasses, stepped on the marble steps, and walked steadily towards the hall.

"I'm sorry sir, please make room for me." Someone said behind him.

Yuan Xiao turned around and saw a strange face.He stepped aside, and the man pushed a wheelchair down the disabled access to the lobby.

"Who is so dedicated to this job and is in poor health!" Yuan Xiao smiled, "What if the bid is too high and you get scared?"

He walked a few steps, only to find that his little follower, Secretary Li, was gone.Turning around, I saw the boy who had just graduated from college looking around in confusion.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Xiao walked over and asked.

"President Yuan, I'm really sorry!" The young man in his early 20s looked embarrassed, "I want to go to the toilet..."

"..." Yuan Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth and waved his hands, "Go!"

Secretary Li trotted away as if he had been granted an amnesty.

Yuan Xiao looked at the time, there were still a few minutes before the opening.He realized that standing alone in the middle of the hall was silly, so he walked towards an unknown potted plant that was as tall as a person.

There are quite a few companies participating in this auction, and people are pouring in continuously as the auction approaches.

Yuan Xiao nimbly avoided the hurrying pedestrians, walked a few steps, and his eyes froze instantly - in the crowd, the man sat quietly in the wheelchair, slightly lowering his head to look at the auction introduction in his hand.

The sunlight coated him with a layer of platinum-like light, and at this moment, he seemed to be a landscape.

The man suddenly felt Yuan Xiao's gaze, raised his eyes, and accurately caught his gaze.

The moment the four eyes met, Yuan Xiao's brain "boomed", as if struck by lightning, in an instant, his soul was burned to death!