After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

"what?"

He Xue frowned upon hearing such a tragic story.

Bang!

He slammed the wine glass down on the table, spilling the water inside.

"That's absolutely outrageous!" He Xue was furious.

"Oh, right!" Zhang Xintong sighed and rubbed her forehead. "But He Baoli's despicable deeds don't stop there. Can you guess how Xiaojun was abducted by human traffickers?"

"Could it be..."

He Xue's pupils dilated sharply as she realized something, and her heart tightened.

“That’s right!” Zhang Xintong nodded, then gritted her teeth, “He Baoli sold him for 25,000 yuan.”

"Poor Xiaojun had no idea about this cruel truth..."

As the saying goes, even a tiger won't eat its cubs.

At this moment, He Xue's worldview was shattered.

After a long silence, she finally understood He Xue's reaction.

Finally, He Xue sighed helplessly, "Sigh! You did the right thing. Let Xiao Jun go back now, or he will most likely be sold off again by his heartless father."

"Who says it isn't?"

"By the way, does Niannian know anything about He Baoli's situation?"

Zhang Xintong shook her head, "I don't know yet. I was delayed because of Xu Fei's matter."

"Right now, she's at the hospital taking care of Fei Siyu. Let's tell her after we're done with this."

“That’s right!” He Xue raised her glass to Zhang Xintong. “Alright, let’s forget about those worries for now. Come on, let’s drink.”

"Okay, cheers!"

……

in the hospital.

Fei Siyu's palm wound is nearly eight centimeters long and will require stitches after disinfection.

But when the doctor wrote the prescription, they were dumbfounded.

"Oh no!" The doctor exclaimed unconsciously, his face full of worry.

"what happened?"

Worried about Fei Siyu's condition, Yan Niannian anxiously pressed for answers.

The doctor looked at Yan Niannian with difficulty, "Ms. Yan, it's like this, Mr. Fei has an allergic reaction, so if we're going to use anesthesia, we can only use the third-generation improved version of the anesthetic."

"But there's only one tube of this third-generation improved anesthetic left, and it was just bought up."

"Can you transfer it from another hospital?"

The doctor shook his head. "No!"

"The new batch has not yet been produced, and all hospitals in the surrounding five provinces have run out of medicine."

"Moreover, Mr. Fei's hand must be operated on immediately, otherwise there is a risk of infection, which may even affect the future function of his hand."

Upon hearing this, Yan Niannian frowned deeply.

Fei Siyu was injured while saving her, she couldn't let anything happen to her!

After thinking for a moment, Yan Niannian asked, "Doctor, could you help me find out who bought the last dose of anesthetic?"

The only option now is to discuss it with that person.

"Okay, Miss Yan, I'll check."

The doctor began to look at the information on the computer.

Soon, there were results.

However, after finding out who that person was, the doctor's expression suddenly became complicated when he looked at Yan Niannian again.

"what happened?"

"That person is... President Zhuo."

"President Zhuo?" Yan Niannian's pupils narrowed. "Zhuo Yuchen?"

"Yes!"

The doctor nodded.

He sighed softly to himself.

It seems Fei Siyu has no chance; he might have to undergo surgery without anesthesia.

He was aware of the intense love triangle between Yan Niannian, Zhuo Yuchen, and Fei Siyu.

"Ha!" Realizing what was happening, Yan Niannian chuckled.

Has Zhuo Yuchen also come to the hospital?

Did they deliberately steal the last dose of the improved third-generation anesthetic?

Right!

That's just like his personality.

Anger will be repaid.

He would rather betray the world than allow the world to betray him.

Yan Niannian turned and left the doctor's office.

She was going to confront Zhuo Yuchen.

……

Zhuo Yuchen sat at the door of the operating room.

The wound under the ribs didn't hit any vital organs, but it penetrated three inches under the skin. After emergency treatment by medical staff, the bleeding has stopped.

But surgery must be performed immediately.

The nurse just drew his blood.

While the samples were being taken for testing, preparations were underway in the operating room.

Zhuo Yuchen was a germaphobe, so he changed the clothes that were stained with blood.

At this moment, he had chased his men in black to the side and made them stand far away, leaving only Zhuo Yuchen in the area outside the operating room.

He was silent and motionless.

Despite the pain, his spine remained unbent.

But the aura emanating from him had changed...

The cold, aloof demeanor had faded, replaced by an aura of loneliness; his quiet presence resembled that of a solitary king.

That's right!

It's loneliness.

Zhuo Yuchen lowered his gaze slightly, a bitter look appearing in his eyes.

If Nian Nian isn't around, what's the point of having others by your side?

In the end, isn't he still all alone?

Ding Ding Deng

At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed through the quiet space.

Zhuo Yuchen subconsciously looked up.

His pupils dilated instantly.

"Niannian..."

He actually saw Yan Niannian walking towards him.

Startled for a moment, Zhuo Yuchen was overjoyed. Had Nian Nian come to see him?

Very good!

Excited, Zhuo Yuchen got up and went to greet Yan Niannian.

But to his surprise, just as he was about to move, he accidentally aggravated the injury under his ribs.

It hurts!

"Hiss!" Zhuo Yuchen gasped and frowned.

My heart is bitter.

I am truly useless.

The scene he had longed for in his dreams finally arrived, but he didn't have the strength to rush over and embrace his beloved Nian Nian.

No!

I can't show my vulnerable side in front of Niannian, and I can't let Niannian worry.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yuchen could only sit back down.

With his lips pursed and his prominent jawline taut, Zhuo Yuchen looked up at Yan Niannian, trying his best to appear completely normal.

"Niannian, come here..."

"Zhuo Yuchen, don't you think this is too despicable and goes too far?" Yan Niannian interrupted Zhuo Yuchen forcefully.

She stood in front of him.

With a stern face, her questioning tone was tinged with deep disgust.

Zhuo Yuchen was stunned.

He sniffed, his voice hoarse from the shock, "Niannian, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

With her arms crossed, Yan Niannian raised an eyebrow. "Zhuo Yuchen, why did you steal the last dose of the improved third-generation anesthetic?"

"Third-generation anesthetics?"

Zhuo Yuchen thought for a moment.

Although the specifics are unknown, it's not hard to understand.

The anesthetic must be used to perform the surgery on him.

"Niannian, that's because..."

Zhuo Yuchen wanted to explain, but Yan Niannian didn't give him the chance and interrupted him forcefully again.

"Enough!" Yan Niannian said impatiently. "Zhuo Yuchen, if you have any opinions, just come at me. Don't keep harping on Fei Siyu like a madman."

“He is a gentleman, unlike you.”

"You even tried to steal the last dose of anesthetic suitable for Fei Siyu, Zhuo Yuchen, you're really something!"

His pupils dilated violently, and Zhuo Yuchen froze.

He looked up in surprise, staring at Yan Niannian's delicate little face, and felt a tightness in his heart.

Along with the difficulty breathing, there were also waves of... pain!