The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1320: Chapter 680: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc – Xi Mohan’s Kindness to Her

Ning Wan was stunned for a moment, but she still raised her hand and took the business card, glancing down to see that his name was ’Su Moran’.

The name sounded quite nice, and when she looked at the position on the card, she realized he was actually the attending surgeon at the City People’s Hospital.

Just as she was about to say something to Su Moran, Xi Mohan next to her was already impatiently dismissing him, "If there’s nothing else, you can leave now."

Ning Wan, "..." What’s wrong with this man? It’s like he’s swallowed gunpowder.

Su Moran raised his hand, "Alright, alright, I’m leaving now." After speaking, he turned to Ning Wan, "Remember to call me if anything comes up, I have another surgery, so I’ll leave first."

Ning Wan nodded, and Su Moran did not linger any longer, heading straight for the door.

Soon, only Ning Wan and Xi Mohan were left in the ward, neither saying a word, only the sound of Xi Mohan’s stirring and the aroma of porridge filling the air.

The girl’s eyes moved directly to the porridge in the ceramic bowl, probably because she was really hungry, she involuntarily gulped, her hand unconsciously resting on her stomach.

So fragrant!

Since her parents’ funeral, she hadn’t eaten anything, and before Xi Mohan appeared, she had been fasting at the mourning hall.

Instead of handing the bowl directly to her, the man pulled over a stool and sat at the bedside, holding a spoon in one hand and the bowl in the other. After stirring it a few times, he scooped a spoonful and brought it to her lips.

Ning Wan was startled, looking blankly at Xi Mohan, not moving!

Seeing that Ning Wan didn’t move, Xi Mohan furrowed his eyebrows, and his already displeased mood became even more so, his voice coldly issuing the command, "Drink the porridge."

The man’s tone was not very friendly, with a somewhat fierce feeling, especially as his face showed clear displeasure.

Ning Wan pressed her lips together, her eyes showing a bit of timidity, not daring to move recklessly.

The man probably realized he had scared her, and although his expression hadn’t softened, his tone became considerably gentler, "Aren’t you hungry? Just drink the porridge first."

Seeing Xi Mohan suddenly become so reasonable, Ning Wan became a bit bolder and spoke up directly, "But I don’t want to drink porridge right now..."

"If you don’t want porridge, what do you want to eat?"

Ning Wan’s eyes instantly brightened as she listed off what she wanted, "Roast duck, sweet and sour ribs, sweet and sour fish..."

However, before she finished speaking, the man had already bluntly said with an expressionless face, "Not possible."

"Then why did you ask me what I wanted to eat if you won’t let me have it?"

"Can’t I ask?"

Ning Wan, "..." The mouth is on your body, you can ask if you want to.

Ning Wan remained silent, without arguing, which improved Xi Mohan’s mood considerably. He patiently explained, "You have a fever now, and your foot injury has worsened, so it’s not suitable for you to eat greasy food unless you don’t want to be healthy in the future."

Ning Wan responded with an "Oh," glanced at the porridge brought to her lips, and finally obediently lowered her head and ate it.

After finishing, when the man scooped a second spoonful, she couldn’t help but ask, "Xi Mohan, why are you being so nice to me now?"

The man’s hand paused suddenly, the porridge in the spoon spilled out, dripping onto his suit pants.

Ning Wan was shocked at this sight, as Xi Mohan was known for his cleanliness. She moved her body to the edge of the bed, quickly grabbed some tissues from the table, and hurriedly helped Xi Mohan wipe the porridge off his suit pants.

The girl’s actions made the man furrow his brow, but he didn’t push Ning Wan away; instead, he sat there and let her help him clean up.

Fortunately, not much had spilled, only a little.

Once Ning Wan had sat up straight again, Xi Mohan placed the spoon back in the bowl and then handed the bowl to her, "Drink it yourself."

Ning Wan, "..." Did I say something wrong? Or did I do something wrong?

...

The illness came quickly and left quickly, and that evening Ning Wan’s fever subsided. Perhaps because she had always been averse to hospitals since childhood, coupled with the recent passing of her parents, she really didn’t want to stay in the hospital any longer.

But when she proposed to be discharged, Su Moran disagreed, with the reason being... the hospitalization procedures were managed by Xi Mohan, he paid the hospitalization fees, and with Ning Wan’s foot injury not yet healed, he didn’t dare assume responsibility for her discharge without Xi Mohan’s approval.

This reason made Ning Wan very dissatisfied, after all, she was the one hospitalized, not Xi Mohan. If she couldn’t stand being in the hospital, couldn’t she just be discharged?

Seeing Ning Wan’s unhappy face, Su Moran rubbed his nose and quickly said, "Anyway, Mo Han should be coming here soon. If you really don’t want to stay in the hospital and want to be discharged, you can tell Mo Han yourself later."

"Xi Mohan will be coming over later?"

It was already evening, and logically, that man’s time was considered money, as the president of a company, his social engagements were quite numerous; would he really have time to come to the hospital?

Besides... why would he come over?

Su Moran shrugged, "Mm, he mentioned before that he would come over this evening."

As soon as the words were spoken, the ward door was opened from the outside, and the two of them looked out, only to see a man in black. Ning Wan immediately recognized him as the bodyguard beside Xi Mohan and felt her heart inexplicably tense.

The bodyguard walked in directly and respectfully said to Ning Wan, "Second Lady Ning, sir asked me to come and pick you up."

Before Ning Wan could speak, Su Moran asked, "Mo Han didn’t come?"

The bodyguard remained expressionless and calmly said, "Sir is busy and can’t come, so he sent me to pick up Second Lady Ning for discharge. Please, Mr. Su, assist with the discharge procedures."

Su Moran was immediately dissatisfied, "Do you really take me as a workhorse?"

Just orders me around.

The bodyguard said nothing, turned, and left the ward, soon returning with a wheelchair.

Su Moran resisted the urge to roll his eyes but said nothing further. He helped Ning Wan into the wheelchair and dutifully went to assist with the discharge procedures.

At the hospital entrance, a black Maybach was parked there. Ning Wan looked at the car and couldn’t help but ask the bodyguard, "Where is your sir now?"

The bodyguard didn’t speak, still expressionless.

Not receiving a response, Ning Wan instantly felt quite unhappy, "Hey, I’m asking you a question."