010 What a pity

His features were delicate, coldly beautiful, and aggressive; his tall, slender figure stood out, the medical records and various medicines in his hand particularly conspicuous. A dark surge flickered deep in his eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm just here to accompany Qi Yuan for his checkup. Ranran, are you sick? Why do you look so weak?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ran paused for a moment, somewhat astonished as she looked up at Fu Qiyuan, then her gaze fell onto the clinic room's doorplate.

Seven bold characters caught her eye.

A slight shock ran through Su Ran's heart, but she remained composed on the surface.

Too bad!

Fu Qiyuan sharply sensed that there was something unusual about the girl's look at him, as if she had realized something, and his eyes gradually darkened inch by inch, with a layer of coldness settling between his brows.

Qin Feng's eyelids began to twitch at that moment as well.

Was the old lady... setting up her grandson??

Just a second ago, he was concerned about President Fu's health, and the next, she was undermining him outright.

"It might be because I got caught in the rain last night; I'm feeling a little under the weather."

The old lady worriedly grabbed Su Ran's hand, "How come your hand is so hot? Do you have a fever? Is it serious?"

The old lady's anxious tone touched a tender spot at the bottom of Su Ran's heart, as if the softest part of her heart had been brushed.

"It's nothing serious, don't worry about it," she reassured.

"A minor illness can become a major problem if not treated. You can't ignore it just because it's not serious. Qin Feng, go get the Dean."

The old lady, holding Su Ran's hand, commanded decisively.

"Yes, Madam."

"There's no need, Grandma, I'm really fine, there's no need..."

Su Ran tried to stop her, perhaps because she was suddenly too agitated, she felt dizzy, swayed a bit, and without any warning, began to lean towards the ground...

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her pale, weak face showed a rare hint of panic.

"Careful."

A magnetic, deep voice sounded overhead, followed by a strong, muscular arm crossing her waist, causing her to crash into Fu Qiyuan's embrace.

Her chin resting on the man's shoulder, a cold and refreshing fragrance wafted to her, making Su Ran involuntarily sway slightly.

With the warmth of a graceful woman in his arms, Fu Qiyuan himself was clearly taken aback, seemingly surprised by his own unusual response.

The obscure fragrance caused a flutter in his heart, the light collision as if something had struck his heart, filling the void in his life and creating a perfect union of souls in that moment.

"Thank you..."

The warmth lingered around his ear, followed by the girl's soft whisper.

Fu Qiyuan was slightly stirred, and he withdrew his hand only after she was steady.

His subtle gesture warmed Su Ran's heart, her expression composed while her ears unavoidably reddened.

This was her first time being so close to a man.

"Qin Feng, go handle it."

The man's deep, magnetic voice came through.

"Really, there's no need, it's nothing serious."

Su Ran was a bit troubled, a small cold and fever causing such a fuss as to involve the Dean—anyone would think she had contracted a serious illness.

And yet, to be able to summon the Dean so easily, this man's status must be no small matter.

After all, Central Hospital was the best in Yong City and ranked highly even nationally.

"Fine," said Fu Qiyuan.

The old lady stood by, frustrated, but the next second, she saw her grandson taking the girl's wrist and walking straight into the clinic office they had just left.

Amidst her shock, there was also a glimmer of joy in her heart.

The little guy!

Wasn't he just saying he had things to do at the company?

Why the sudden lack of urgency now?