C6 Disease Affecting Life

Li Ran sent someone to pick up Qiao Xi at the door. She walked up from the private elevator and went straight to Shen Ye An's office. Li Ran stood at the door and waited.

She looked around. The top floor was empty and quiet, lush with greenery, like a natural botanical garden, next to the secretary's office.

This was probably the only company in the imperial city where all the secretaries were male, Qiao Xi silently cursed.

"Miss Qiao, Mister Shen is inside."

Li Ran urged her to go in. Qiao Xi had only heard from the phone that Shen Ye An, who had gone out today, had been hugged by a woman at the venue. That was the reason why his mood had turned sour.

In a space close to two hundred square meters, Shen Yeyan sat behind his class' table, panting heavily. His face was pale as he lost control of his emotions, causing the floor to be littered with broken glass.

Qiao Xi quickly approached and asked, "Mister Shen, what do you think now?"

"It's hard not to see me?" With a cold gaze, he glanced at the other party and spoke in a dissatisfied tone.

She smiled and continued to ask, "Do you have symptoms of vomiting today?"

"Nope."

"That means it's good. I've made some progress. Take a deep breath, it's fine."

Shen Yeyan locked his eyes tightly onto her. The woman turned her chair around and leaned over him as she comforted him with soft words.

His rapidly panting chest slowly calmed down, but he still felt uncomfortable.

Thinking back to that scene, he was so angry that he wanted to smash something!

In order to divert his attention, Qiao Xi mentioned other things and even intentionally said two jokes to tease him. Shen Ye An smiled, but his lips hooked into a sneer, showing an expression that said he was laughing at her stupidity.

She pursed her lips and did not argue with him. Seeing that he had gradually calmed down, she passed him a cup of water.

"Have some."

Instead, he walked over to the wine rack and poured himself a glass of red wine. After drinking the scarlet liquid, Qiao Xi had no choice but to stop him. "Mister Shen, drinking alcohol is not good for your illness."

"You're the first doctor who ever told me not to drink."

Qiao Xi was speechless. Most likely, the doctors before him didn't dare to offend him, so naturally, they wouldn't say: "Since you approve of me as your therapist, you should listen to the doctor's orders."

She walked over, took the goblet from his hand, and slammed it down on the table.

Shen Yeyan's eyes were pitch black as he looked at her with a deep gaze that seemed to be rolling over. Qiao Xi could also see the emotions rolling in his eyes. He took a step back to keep a safe distance between them.

"Mr. Shen, your illness is so serious that it will affect your life. So, I hope that you can cooperate with me as much as possible and cure it as soon as possible."

"Influencing my life?"

"Didn't Teacher Shen delay the marriage due to his illness?"

"Say that again?"

A wave of coldness assaulted his face, causing Qiao Xi to subconsciously shrink back. He had no choice but to change his words. "After Mr Shen recovers, Old Man Shen can finally relax."

Shen Ye An sneered without a word and walked around her, stepping on the glass shards that littered the floor. Qiao Xi rolled his eyes behind him. After all, rich people were hard to serve and had a lot of problems.

It just so happened that Li Ran came in to deliver her lunch. She hurriedly rolled her eyes and walked over with a smile.

Li Ran prepared his own portion. Qiao Xi placed two plates of lunch on the table. The fragrance of the lunch assaulted his nostrils. He sincerely invited him and said, "Mister Shen, you can busy yourself after your meal."

The two of them were not far from each other, and she poked a bowl of rice when she suddenly thought of an important question.

"Mr. Shen, do you feel disgusted at the thought of a woman when you have physical needs?"

Shen Ye An slammed his chopsticks on the table, anger written all over his face.

But this time, Qiao Xi did not back down and spoke firmly. "Please answer truthfully, Mr. Shen. This is very important for treating the illness."

Shen Ye An's lips tightened as he looked at her palm-sized face. The woman's eyes were firm due to her persistence, and her cheeks were slightly red.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the flames as he replied, "There was one before, but not now."

"OK."

He withdrew his gaze from the lock and no longer looked at her. In his mind, the scene from that night appeared again. Although he had been drugged, his mind was still very clear.