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Mu Yifan heard the laughter and turned to look at Zhan Beitian gloomily. "Is it that funny? "When you are diagnosed with pregnancy, let's see if you can still laugh or not."

Zhan Beitian quickly stopped laughing and touched his own face.

It must have been five or six years ago.

Seeing Mu Yifan heave a sigh of relief, he did not voice the doubts in his heart.

Mu Yifan also felt that only with this explanation would the doctor mistake him for pregnant.

"I'm hungry."

Zhan Beitian started the car and asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Mu Yifan thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "I want to eat chili powder."

Zhan Beitian's brows moved, he felt both disgust and vomiting, and also wanted to eat something sour. Could it be that it really was …

Without batting an eyelid, he drove out of the hospital and searched more than ten streets before finally finding a shop selling chili powder.

Mu Yifan ate five big bowls of powder in a row, and even finished all of the soup in one go.

Zhan Beitian waited until he was done eating, then said: "Wait, I'm going to the Magnificent Jewel Hotel to get my luggage."

"Yes." Mu Yifan raised his hand and asked the owner for another bowl of chili powder.

Zhan Beitian saw that he was using Right Hand s very quickly, so he squinted his eyes: "You don't feel any more pain?"

With a gunshot wound on his arm, it would take at least ten days to half a month to recover. It was even more impossible for him to use chopsticks so nimbly. It was as if he had not been shot.

He raised his head and pretended to be calm and said in an aggrieved manner, "Of course it hurts, but I have to endure it. Otherwise, do you want to feed me some powder?"

"It's better if you endure it."

"Incompassionate fellow." Mu Yifan lowered his head and continued eating the powder.

Zhan Beitian's eyes flashed with a cold smile, and his gaze turned to look outside.

A month from now, compassion would only kill him.

Mu Yifan realised that Zhan Beitian had regained his cold face, and was not in the mood to eat anymore, he immediately settled the bill with the owner.

When he got back to the car, he couldn't help but to let out a yawn. His eyelids suddenly felt extremely heavy. "I want to sleep for a while."

Zhan Beitian turned his head, he was actually already fast asleep.

He drove to the Grand Hotel, took his luggage to the reception desk and checked out.

When he returned to the carriage, Mu Yifan was still asleep and even his posture had not changed.

Zhan Beitian was not in a hurry to drive away. He sat in the driver's seat and thought about what he had been doing during this time in his previous life.

— — Before 1 October —