Lin Weiyang looked at Han Xi: "Is this Doctor Han?"
Fu Bin had already told her everything about Lu Jinghan’s injury, including Han Xi giving him a blood transfusion. Of course, he didn’t dare mention the part about the old man’s promise.
Han Xi smiled and nodded: "Hello."
Han Xi giving Lu Jinghan a blood transfusion already made her very jealous, and seeing Lu Jinghan holding her hand just now made her feel like her blood was flowing in reverse, but her face still showed a faint and elegant expression.
"I really have to thank Doctor Han for saving Jing Han. If there’s anything you need help with in the future, we will not hesitate. How about I invite you to dinner tonight?"
These words sounded as if she was Mrs. Lu, completely in the manner of a hostess.
Han Xi looked up at Lu Jinghan, smiling: "That day when Mr. Lu was lying in the operating room, he was almost gone, and the hospital blood bank didn’t have any Rh-negative blood. It just so happened that Mr. Lu and I have the same blood type. I think anyone would have given him a transfusion, besides, I’m a doctor, saving lives is my duty, you don’t need to be so polite."
Just as Han Xi finished speaking, Chen Zheng came over: "Xiao Xi, I’ve been looking for you everywhere."
"Your hand needs a dressing change, let’s go to the office."
Lu Jinghan glanced at the injury on Han Xi’s hand, his eyes darkened slightly.
Han Xi nodded at Lu Jinghan and the others, then followed Chen Zheng away. The two of them, dressed in white coats, walked side by side: "I just called Manman, let’s have dinner together tonight."
"She already agreed."
"Oh, how about we have hot pot?"
Listening to the conversation between Chen Zheng and Han Xi gradually fade away, Lu Jinghan pushed the door and entered the ward.
Lin Weiyang put the thermos on the table, served a bowl of soup, and walked to sit by the bedside, blowing on the soup in the spoon to cool it, then brought it to Lu Jinghan’s mouth.
"I can do it myself." Lu Jinghan took the bowl of soup from Lin Weiyang’s hand.
Fu Bin lazily sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette: "If it weren’t for Jiang Dachuan’s protection last night, I’m afraid Doctor Han now..."
Fu Bin didn’t finish the sentence, merely giving Lu Jinghan a meaningful look by raising his eyebrows.
But Lu Jinghan had no intention of responding, he continued drinking the soup in his bowl.
Jiang Dachuan was Lu Jinghan’s bodyguard, Lin Weiyang knew that, but why would Jiang Dachuan protect Doctor Han?
Lin Weiyang dared not think further.
Fu Bin leaned forward, flicked the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray on the coffee table, and continued: "But Doctor Han was really fierce last night, swinging a stainless steel ashtray at Lu Jingchen, you didn’t see how pathetic Lu Jingchen looked, and that friend of Doctor Han’s was simply incredibly fierce. Oh right, that particularly famous actress, Chu Ci, seems to also be a friend of Doctor Han."
Lu Jinghan already knew what Fu Bin said, having watched all the surveillance footage from the club last night.
Lin Weiyang didn’t want to hear the words Doctor Han anymore, she looked at Lu Jinghan who had already started working on his laptop, and spoke up ingratiatingly: "Jing Han, I’ll stay at the hospital tonight to take care of you."
"No need, I’m almost recovered." Lu Jinghan didn’t look up, his fingers continued tapping on the keyboard.
"Jing Han, please don’t always reject me, okay? I just want to take care of you, I feel very distressed when you’re hurt." Lin Weiyang seemed to be pouting and complaining, her pair of jet-black eyes showing a brilliant luster.