This scene absolutely terrified Zhan Nanqing, and then she couldn’t help but feel a little schadenfreude.
Her brother’s germophobia wasn’t just severe, particularly with the opposite sex, there was an inexplicable resistance and disgust.
She remembered once when their family went out to eat, a server accidentally touched her brother’s hand, and he almost scrubbed his hand raw right there.
Thinking of this, Zhan Nanqing looked up at Zhan Qipei, waiting for the man’s imminent explosive anger.
However, what Zhan Nanqing didn’t know was that Zhan Qipei was staring oddly at his own palm.
The moment Qiao Jing’s fingers had touched his palm, far from feeling disgusted, he felt a strangely familiar sensation.
Strange? Why would he feel this way all of a sudden?
Before Zhan Qipei could figure it out, he was distracted by the noise of someone eating nearby.
Turning his head towards Qiao Jing, who was dining, the girl, although eating somewhat hastily and lacking some high-society manners, overall seemed quite elegant—even increasingly pleasant to the eye.
Zhan Qipei was somewhat shocked by his own thoughts. He actually found this girl pleasing to the eye? There must be something wrong with his mind from his injury.
After a moment, Zhan Qipei placed a card in front of Qiao Jing.
“As for what Nanqing said, don’t take it to heart. I won’t take this card. If I did, Grandpa might climb up to the rooftop again,” he said.
That’s it? Is it over just like that? Zhan Nanqing stared with incredulous eyes at the scene unfolding before her.
Her brother’s hand was touched by Qiao Jing, and he didn’t react at all? This was truly baffling!
“This is your unwanted card,” Qiao Jing took back her card.
“After dinner, come with me to the hospital to meet Grandpa,” Zhan Qipei said.
“Got it,” Qiao Jing replied indifferently.
Is it really over just like that? Zhan Nanqing felt utterly disappointed!
At that moment, Zhan Qipei’s father, Zhan Yao, turned to Su Manhan, “Have you gotten in touch with Divine Doctor Jing?”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing momentarily stopped eating.
“Ah—” Su Manhan sighed and shook her head. “I did contact someone who knows Divine Doctor Jing, but she is quite reluctant to come out of retirement.”
Zhan Yao furrowed his brow, “It seems that only Old Divine Doctor Jing can cure Qipei’s infertility now.”
Infertility? Upon hearing these words again, Qiao Jing suddenly remembered what her colleague mentioned over the phone the other day about the Zhan family asking her to come out and treat Qipei’s infertility.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jing turned her head towards the man. She had operated on him and knew very well, from her experience, that he couldn’t be infertile.
“Cough cough— ” Zhan Qipei, choked by the breakfast, showed little reaction on his face, but the back of his ears turned slightly red.
“Dad, mom, how many times have I told you? I’m not sick,” he said.
Usually, such a topic might be openly discussed, but now that there were outsiders at home, didn’t they know to keep it down? Talking about his infertility, did they not care about his dignity?
Also, with Qiao Jing constantly staring at him from the side, he could feel her gaze even without looking.
While thinking this, Zhan Qipei covertly glanced over, catching the girl’s gaze fixed on him.
After Qiao Jing noticed, she lifted her eyes, and her gaze met his accusing eyes. After all, she had seen everything already, it wasn’t her who should feel embarrassed.
Qiao Jing calmly averted her gaze and continued eating her meal as if nothing had happened.
The scene made Zhan Qipei’s teeth itch with irritation. This woman really was shameless, and her mental fortitude was not ordinary either.
“No problem? If there’s no problem, how come at thirty-one, you don’t even have a girlfriend? Qipei, let me tell you, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about here, if there’s an illness we just treat it. Once we invite Divine Doctor Jing, you’ll surely be cured,” Zhan Yao earnestly advised.
“I really am not sick, I just haven’t met someone I like. Actually, I already have someone I like,” Zhan Qipei said, as the vague image of the girl busily moving around him once again surfaced in his mind.
“This child, you don’t have to make up such excuses to avoid treatment. You have someone you like? You might as well tell me the Zhan family is going bankrupt, I’d believe that more. Forget it, let’s not discuss this anymore. Let’s eat,” Zhan Yao finished speaking and then remained silent, continuing with his breakfast.
For a time, the living room fell silent again.
Zhan Qipei reached with his chopsticks to pick up a shrimp from the plate; just as he was about to grasp it, another pair of chopsticks knocked it off, making a “clack” sound.
Hearing this noise, Zhan Nanqing and the others all stopped their movements, turning to look at Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing, puzzled at what Qiao Jing was doing.
Qiao Jing turned her head towards Zhan Qipei, “Don’t you have any common sense? Don’t you know you should avoid certain foods after surgery? You should absolutely avoid seafood like shrimp.”
Zhan Qipei’s pupils suddenly dilated, looking at Qiao Jing with a mixture of astonishment and shock.
How did she know he had had surgery?
“What surgery?” Su Manhan asked, puzzled.
Zhan Qipei faintly frowned, a fleeting emotion soon disappearing.
“I don’t know what she’s talking about, just ignore it.”
In the hearts of the Zhan family, Qiao Jing’s words carried little weight. Since Zhan Qipei had said that, they didn’t pursue the matter further and continued with their meal.
After the meal.
Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei got into the car together and headed to the hospital.
“How did you know I had surgery?” Zhan Qipei had wanted to ask this question for a while and had held it in until now.