Come to Jiu'an Hospital.

Yan Zhixu and Nan Zelin entered the inpatient department together and pushed away the VIP ward where the old man lived.

As soon as he entered the ward, he heard Mr. Yan's cheerful laughter. He took off the hospital gown he wore on weekdays and put on a Tang suit with exquisite workmanship.

Nan Wenshu and Yan Zheng were standing in the ward, and they had almost packed their things.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and the people in the ward stopped talking and looked at the door.

Yan Shilin turned his head and saw that Yan Zhixu and Nan Zelin walked into the ward together, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, if I remember correctly, Ah Xu's relationship with Zelin was not very good.

"Yo, this is the sun coming out from the west? How did you two show up together?"

Hearing the old man's sarcastic voice, Nan Zelin's face flushed slightly, and he said hello respectfully and politely, "I wish you good health and long happiness after you leave the hospital."

Seeing his appearance, Yan Shilin put away the surprise in his eyes and stopped mocking.

It seems the two are reconciled.

Yan Zhixu stood in front of the hospital bed, "Grandpa."

Carefully observe the old man's complexion, ruddy and healthy, with sufficient qi and blood, and his body has recovered very well.

Yan Shilin's face was full of disgust, he snorted softly, and waved his hand to urge impatiently.

"Don't stay here to get in the way. Go to Dean Fu and ask him for the prescription after he is discharged from the hospital, and then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Nan Wenshu, who was standing by to pack up, paused slightly, with faint excitement and encouragement in her tone, "Axu Axu, hurry up and go to the dean's room to get the prescription."

Dean Fu is a rare talent, not only medically shrewd but also an outstanding talent.

But if Dean Fu is lame, it would be even better if he could see her family A Xu.

Nan Zelin always felt that the eyes of these people were strange, his brows were furrowed, and he said, "Cousin, I'll go with you."

Yan Zhixu said calmly, "No, you stay in the ward and wait for me."

After he finished speaking, he did not give him a chance to go back and walked out of the ward towards the position of the dean's office.

When he came to the door of the dean's room, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, then pushed open the door and entered.

Yan Zhixu put one hand in his pocket and walked into the office carelessly.

There was a chubby young girl standing inside. The two seemed to have just finished talking when the other turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing Yan Zhixu, surprises and surprises flashed in his eyes. Worrying about disturbing his eldest brother's work, he tried his best to suppress the urge to rush up to get his autograph, and left the office regretfully.

The moment the two passed by, Yan Zhixu paused slightly for a few seconds.

This girl is faintly noble, and her aura is slightly similar to that of Fu Shimo.

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Reducing the look in his eyes, Yan Zhixu walked to the single chair in front of the desk and sat down.

She leaned against the chair casually, "When did Dean Fu come back from Huaishan Village?"

Although she hadn't spoken yet, Fu Shimo seemed to know her intention, took out a pen in the pen holder, picked up a piece of clean white paper, and wrote the prescription on it.

His handwriting is clear and eloquent.

Stop the pen after writing the prescription, put the pen on the cap and put it back into the pen holder.

Fu Shimo handed her the prescription, "It's been a day or two since I came back."

Yan Zhixu took the prescription and stared at the incomplete handwriting in his hand.

She got up and stood up, bent down, the distance between the two was drawn in, and reached out to draw the pen in the pen holder.

"President Fu, borrow it."

"You're welcome, kid."

The clear breath on her body filled Fu Shimo's nose.