Chapter 22 children... ... whose ? ?

He Lanjin drank her coffee as she watched He Ruoxue and the doctor walk in opposite directions after the scolding. He Lanjin ordered another cup and sipped the hot brew as her mind started forming a plan.

"Miss, you look very similar to my ex-girlfriend," said a man who came up to He Lanjin. "Do you mind if I sit here with you?"

Without even looking at the man, He Lanjin put down her coffee cup, left a few bills on the table and exited the cafe.

From the coffee shop, He Lanjin went to the hospital. She casually registered as a patient and headed straight to an office. Once inside, she threw her registration number on the table, helped herself to a seat, and took off her mask and sunglasses.

The doctor in the office had his back to the door. "Miss, are you lost?" He said as he turned around and pushed his glasses up his nose. He could not believe his eyes. In front of him was the smiling He Lanjin, arms crossed over her chest.

Her polite smile made the doctor's scalp go numb, making him want to "invite" her out.

"I'm sick. I'm here to see a doctor," He Lanjin said. "Aren't you a doctor?"

The doctor took a look at He Lanjin's registered number and handed the piece of paper back to her, saying, "You're registered in the gynecology department. This is not my specialization. When you get to the door, turn right and look for the gynecology department director."

"Are there really doctors who refuse to see patients? I'm asking to see you. Are you going to refuse a patient? " He Hanjin stood up and blinked her almond-shaped eyes for a few seconds. She suddenly flashed a charming smile and said, "Forget it. I'm leaving."

As she was heading out the door, He Lanjin said out loud, "What an ill-mannered and unprofessional doctor! He actually pretended to be from the gynecology department just so he could disrespect a woman!"

"Dammit, Miss He! Don't be like this." The doctor quickly stepped forward, covered He Lanjin's mouth with his hand, and dragged her inside before slamming the door. He was so scared that he was covered in sweat. "Miss He, what do you want from me? Just say it."

"Why were you stalking me?" He Lanjin asked explicitly.

The first time He Lanjin saw the doctor was when she had the "car accident." He was the one who rushed to the scene and bandaged all her "injuries" at the hospital. The second time she saw him was yesterday at the hotel where Qiao Hanye brought He Lanjin as she escaped from Director Huang's bodyguards. And then this morning, the doctor coincidentally caused He Ruoxue to drop her bag, allowing He Lanjin to successfully plant Director Huang's phone in it.

This is all too much of a coincidence to be a coincidence.

"Miss He, you're falsely accusing me. I'm an open and aboveboard person. Why would I stalk you? Besides, I... I can't afford to offend you," the doctor said, finally caving in.

He Lanjin sighed. "All right, you don't want to offend me, so treat me."

"What's wrong?" The doctor pushed his glasses up his nose. He had an ominous feeling, which showed in his fair and handsome face. He felt helpless but he could not just throw He Lanjin out of his office, could he? He took out his pen and prepared to write a medical record for her.

"I'm pregnant. I need an abortion." He Lanjin looked at her registration slip. She became playful and deliberately wanted to tease the doctor.

She was certain that this person was Qiao Hanye's man. What exactly did Qiao Hanye want to do, help her? She did not know him at all. What was his motive for doing these things? Was he like Lu Zifan, desiring to take over the He corporation?

The doctor took a sip of water but spat out a mouthful when he heard what she had to say.

The doctor coughed as he rushed to He Lanjin. "Child... child... whose child is it?"

"The child seems to be mine," said a magnetic voice. He Lanjin and the doctor both turned their heads toward the door.

Qiao Hanye leaned against the door and looked at He Lanjin nonchalantly. He walked over to He Lanjin's chair and propped his hands on the armrests. Looking down at her, Qiao Hanye said, "You seem to have another purpose for renting my house."

He Lanjin was just kidding the doctor. She did not expect Qiao Hanye to be here as well.

He Lanjin moved to get up, but Qiao Hanye pressed down on her shoulders, pinning her to the chair.