With the staff’s help, Si Moyu opened a crack in the door.
Looking at one of the hospital beds in the operating room, he softly called out, "Troublemaker?"
Hu Yi on the bed felt a bit ashamed, "Uncle, I’m sorry, I made you worry and got myself into trouble. Please, don’t tell my mom."
Seeing him bandaged up tightly but in relatively good spirits, Si Moyu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a bit happier, "I won’t, you did well, troublemaker!"
If it weren’t for Hu Yi’s kidnapping, how else would he naturally meet Qin Xin again and make connections?
And promise Qin Xin three things.
Clearly, this is a good thing. Trouble? No, he’s my little matchmaker.
Hu Yi looked puzzled, "..."
Was Uncle saying that the kidnapping was well done?
But he didn’t think much of it, he just hurried to ask, "Uncle, when can Sister Xin come to see me again? Could you ask her for me? I’ve been in the dungeon for two days without a shower. I must have made Sister Xin dizzy earlier, and I want to take a shower to improve her impression of me, hehe..."
Si Moyu’s face darkened, "You just had surgery, why take a shower? Who cares if you smell or not."
He paused and added, "Respect Miss Qin more! I’m leaving now, get some rest and recuperate."
Hu Yi was ten-faced and puzzled, "..."
What did Miss Qin mean?
"Hey Uncle, remember to bring me some perfume tomorrow morning, the mint kind! And peach-scented shampoo and body wash, oh right, bring me my new sportswear and sneakers too..."
Hu Yi continued to mutter instructions to Si Moyu.
Who would have thought that Si Moyu’s long legs had already stepped out of the corridor, closely pursuing Nalan Ye Jue and Qin Xin.
Those two were walking even faster. While he and Hu Yi only exchanged a few words, they had already left the lab and headed to the parking lot to get in the car.
And it’s the same car!
Watching Nalan Ye Jue drive off with Qin Xin, Si Moyu deeply regretted wasting those few seconds talking to his nephew.
Round three of PK, Si Moyu lost.
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Inside the operating room.
Hu Yi was still babbling, "Uncle, don’t forget, and don’t mess it up, the sportswear is that limited edition that’s super cool, you must bring it, otherwise it’ll be too embarrassing to meet Sister Xin in hospital clothes, hehe..."
The neighboring bed let out a "tsk" in mocking laughter.
Hu Yi glared, "Ao Chongchong, why are you laughing at me."
Ao Xinghao replied, "You’re like a polished turd, all focused on changing clothes. Why don’t you change your big shorts too? Are you saying your big shorts aren’t dirty?"
Hu Yi suddenly realized, "Oh, right. Uncle, bring me a few pairs of big shorts too! Must be triangle ones, not boxers, they’re too ugly—"
Ao Xinghao said, "You’ve thought too much. Sister Xin won’t see them, I just don’t want you stinking me out."
Hu Yi finally realized Ao Xinghao was teasing him, and he refused to be outdone, "Ao Chongchong, you’re probably not going to stay in this operating room for two days."
Ao Xinghao asked, "What do you mean?"
Hu Yi replied, "I heard from Sister Xin that your foot surgery was for cosmetic purposes, a skin graft. Think about it, this is the intensive care unit. For a cosmetic surgery like a skin graft, you’ll definitely need to go to a cosmetic hospital for post-op care, hehe, why would Sister Xin need to take care of you? Don’t waste Sister Xin’s resources as a top-tier world-renowned surgeon, alright?"
Ao Xinghao’s fox-shaped eyes narrowed, retaliating, "Heh, you’re just a broken paw. Heart has already fixed it for you. It’s no longer considered a serious condition. I bet you can be discharged tonight and go straight to a rehabilitation center for the disabled."
Hu Yi couldn’t keep up with Ao Xinghao’s pace, and he responded angrily, "You! Ao Chongchong, you’re too selfish; you just want to monopolize Sister Xin, don’t you?"