Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Is Anxin Doctor Actually Her? Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Is Anxin Doctor Actually Her? Sheng Tingyuan didn’t refuse her, and indeed he had the housekeeper prepare ample food; the two of them couldn’t finish it all even if they tried.
Tang Jin lay in bed, watching the two of them sit face to face at the table and eat, and she smiled contentedly.
The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, filling the entire sickroom and casting a golden hue over the two young people eating their meal, making them seem exceptionally well-matched and pleasing to the eye.
Tang Jin noticed her son being picky with his food; he didn’t touch several of the dishes the housekeeper had brought, and as a result, Ye Chuyi, who wasn’t picky at all, ate everything.
Tang Jin was taken aback; why did her daughter-in-law seem different from what she remembered? Wasn’t the child from the Ye Family even pickier than Sheng Tingyuan?
Could it be that she had changed after graduating and starting work?
Tang Jin harbored some slight doubts, but she didn’t think too much of it and closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
After breakfast, Ye Chuyi went back to her own office.
The Sheng family’s chef was quite skilled, making each dish so delicious that she overate.
She wandered around the office for a bit and then changed her clothes and went to perform surgery again.
On the other side, Sheng Tingyuan had the bodyguards buy thank-you gifts, and while his mother slept, he took the gifts and went to Doctor Anxin’s office.
In the office, Ye Chuyi was not around; she had run off to who knows where to have fun, and there was only a strange young woman inside.
The woman sat at the desk piled with materials and books, sorting through documents efficiently.
Sheng Tingyuan approached, “Excuse me, are you Doctor Anxin?”
The woman looked at him in surprise, “No, I’m not!”
“You’re not? Isn’t this your desk?”
“The desk is mine, but I am not Doctor Anxin. Doctor Anxin is up in surgery again; I am her assistant.”
Sheng Tingyuan furrowed his brow, “How many people are in this office?”
“Just two, me and Doctor Anxin. There’s no one else.”
Sheng Tingyuan’s frown deepened, “No one else?”
The assistant smiled at him, “You’ve seen me before, don’t you remember? But I remember you! You must be Doctor Anxin’s fiancé. The last time you came to find her, it was I who helped you to call her!”
A loud crash echoed in Sheng Tingyuan’s mind, and he looked incredulously towards Ye Chuyi’s seat.
No, impossible!
How could it be her?
Seeing his frozen expression and full of puzzlement, the assistant asked, “Don’t you know that your fiancée is Doctor Anxin? Oh right, Doctor Anxin is just a title; her real name is Lin Chuyi.”
Sheng Tingyuan could barely hear what she was saying anymore; the news that Doctor Anxin was Ye Chuyi had sent such a shock through his brain that he found it difficult to think.
It took a while before he slowly moved to Ye Chuyi’s desk and opened her drawers to look through them.
With each drawer he opened, her assistant introduced, “This is the chocolate Doctor Anxin asked me to buy for her. Sometimes she has to perform surgery for four to five hours straight, and she gets so hungry and dizzy afterward that she needs a few pieces of chocolate for energy.”
“These are Doctor Anxin’s notes; she summarizes her surgeries afterward, noting what went well and what didn’t.”
“Ah, this is a thank-you letter from a patient. There is a separate cabinet for these over there. Doctor Anxin’s reputation is beyond question.”
The last drawer held a stack of documents, and on top of the pile lay a work ID.
Sheng Tingyuan picked it up.
It featured Ye Chuyi’s ID photo, and clearly written below was: Doctor Anxin.
Her assistant continued, “Our Director An’s catchphrase is ‘my Anxin disciple.’ Since the day Doctor Anxin arrived at our hospital, that’s how he’s called her, so everyone else in the hospital assumed her name really was Anxin, and hence even her work ID uses the title Doctor Anxin.”
“It’s just that I’ve seen Doctor Anxin’s personal resume and know her real name; no one else does!”
Sheng Tingyuan looked at Ye Chuyi’s work ID, and something suddenly came to mind. He reached out for a thick medical book, opened the title page, and once again saw her name.
The book’s first author was An Huadong, and listed in the second row were Lin Chuyi and Chi Cheng.
She had told him before, but he hadn’t believed her.
He had even mocked her for buying her authorship rights so that she wouldn’t dare to use her real name, Ye Chuyi, and could only use Lin Chuyi instead.