Yan Sinian paced towards that direction, yet he saw two fashionably dressed middle-aged women.
One lay on the hospital bed, while the other was peeling an apple for her.
They chatted animatedly until Yan Sinian entered, and only then did they notice him.
The patient on the bed sat up a bit straighter, "Yo, Dr. Xiaoyan."
Auntie Li hurriedly stood up and offered the freshly peeled apple.
"This is from our hometown, it’s really crispy and sweet, want to try?"
Yan Sinian’s gaze fell on the other’s sugar-coated palm and he promptly refused, "Thank you, but I can’t eat during work hours."
Auntie Wang, lying on the bed, laughed, "You don’t know yet. Our little Dr. Xiaoyan loves cleanliness the most, he won’t take things from others."
Auntie Wang had previously been admitted to the hospital with a serious condition, and Yan Sinian was her chief surgeon.
If Yan Sinian’s aloofness were to be in any other workplace, he would definitely be described as antisocial.
But in the hospital, such a character often made patients feel very reassured.
As though no ailment was serious enough in his eyes, and he could pull you back even from the brink of Ghost Gate Pass.
In Auntie Wang’s heart, she greatly admired Yan Sinian; it was a pity that she had a son, or else she would have found a way to snatch him up as a son-in-law.
Even Yan Sinian’s obsession with cleanliness seemed like a virtue in her eyes.
He is a doctor, after all, shouldn’t he be clean and tidy?
Such excellent living habits also show his responsibility towards his patients.
Thinking Yan Sinian was here to make rounds, she volunteered, "Dr. Xiaoyan, I will be discharged the day after tomorrow, all my indicators are very normal."
Yan Sinian nodded, but his gaze shifted to the middle-aged woman beside her.
Auntie Wang smiled, "This is my cousin, she was worried about my health and came to keep me company tonight."
Auntie Li had long heard of Yan Sinian’s great reputation, her smile blossoming like a flower.
After all, she had a daughter at home.
"Dr. Xiaoyan really is handsome, even better looking than actors on television."
Although Yan Sinian didn’t like to socialize, he was not clueless about human interactions.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, he quickly got to the point.
"Do you know the patient who was just brought in?"
Li Fang had been talking about this very topic and immediately replied, "I know her! Her husband was crying and howling just now, so I went out to have a look, and to my surprise, it was Cui Xiaoman. She used to live next to me when she was younger."
"I heard you say earlier that you hardly recognized her, have you not met for a long time?"
Li Fang, while wiping her fruit knife, chatted casually.
"It’s been a while, but it’s not about time, she has changed drastically. You may not believe it, but I’m only three years older than her. Can you tell?"
You couldn’t tell at all; from the outside, Cui Xiaoman was very beautiful, and even with a haggard face, one could see her attractive features.
She was a beauty that would catch anyone’s eye.
Whereas Li Fang clearly looked to be in her forties, not exactly weather-beaten, but one could tell her age.
On reflection, Cui Xiaoman’s husband, though crying and making a scene, indeed looked middle-aged. Yan Sinian had initially thought they were an old husband-young wife pair.
It turned out their real ages were quite similar.
Seeing Yan Sinian’s surprise, Li Fang became even more eager to share.
"Don’t say you don’t believe it, I can hardly believe it myself. Cui Xiaoman was quite pretty when she was young, but now she not only looks younger with age, she’s even more beautiful than when she was a girl. Perhaps wealthy people just know how to maintain their youth?"
Auntie Li was quite talkative, spilling all she knew without needing Yan Sinian to ask much. She poured out all the information she had like dumping beans from a bamboo tube.
Auntie Wang was so dumbfounded that she found it even more bizarre than a TV drama.