you were busy whitening yourself up so the big bad wolf could swallow you in one gulp, huh, oh ha ha..." Xiao Ya Bai put on a tone like an old courtesan madam and finished her teasing, then raised he...Chapter 1191 Let's talk about this later.

Wen Ping and An's mother had lunch not long ago.

A couple in their forties or fifties, dressed impeccably and looking like successful professionals, rushed to the hospital. They claimed to be relatives of the old man and, after introducing themselves politely, inquired if Wen Ping Sheng knew what was going on.

She simply told the other person that she was buying groceries at the supermarket in her residential complex. While she was waiting in line to checkout, something happened and the elderly person fainted.

Her fiancé is a doctor, and she came to the hospital with him.

The man still wanted to ask more, but Wen Ping Sheng insisted on not saying much and kept his words in check, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.

"Ma'am, your face looks familiar, like I've seen you somewhere." The man stared at Wen Pingsheng for a few moments before saying so.

"A common face," Wen Ping said flatly.

This year, because of various misfortunes, she appeared on the hot search several times. Although it wasn't her fault, Wen Ping Sheng didn't want to be recognized by others.

The man's wife, with a polite smile on her face, asked, "After chatting for so long, I still don't know your name, miss."

"An, peaceful An." An's mother snatched the words away, answering for Wen Ping-sheng.

An Mu didn't like the way this couple looked at Wen Ping Sheng, their eyes held a calculating gleam.

This couple had tried several times to chat with Wen Ping-sheng, but they were always stopped by An's mother. They eventually gave up.

Early afternoon, the doors to the operating room finally opened.

"Yi Sheng!" Wen Ping Sheng hurried forward, concernedly asking, "How are you feeling Is anything uncomfortable about your body"

Yisheng took off his mask and then spoke, "I'm fine."

Seeing his parents had also arrived, he asked, “Mom and Dad, how did you get here”

"When Ping Sheng told us you were in the hospital, my husband and I thought something serious had happened, so we rushed over." An mother also walked to his side, "I Xue, your body hasn't fully recovered yet, doing surgery for someone Are you alright"

"Let's talk about it later."

Although his body hadn't fully recovered, and he had been intensely focused for several hours, Yisheng felt mentally fatigued at this point.

"Mr. An!" The man who claimed to be the old man's son walked up to Yisheng with surprise, "Hello! It's an honor to meet you. Today our mother is fortunate enough to have your help."

Yisheng frowned slightly, "You're too kind."

Mr. An and Miss Wen also live in our building, don't they I'm being presumptuous, but I wonder which building Mr. An lives in Perhaps another day, Wu will visit to express his gratitude for saving my mother.

"No need." Yisheng coldly rejected.

This man exudes an aura of calculation, with a faint scent of medicine clinging to him. His tailored suit suggests he's either a drug dealer, a high-ranking hospital official, or someone involved in the medical industry.

He had no interest in collaborating.

"Perhaps Mr. An feels that gratitude needs no words, but... wouldn't it be best if you left me your contact information"

Before Wu could finish his words, Yisheng pulled Wen Pingsheng away, and along with An's husband and wife, they left.

As for the old man, he's fine. The hospital staff will tell the couple that as well.

"Honey" Wu's wife called out.

"I'll be back later. Check which building and unit that man lives in. If we can persuade him to develop new drugs for our company..." Wu's words were only halfway through before he changed the subject, "Let's go see Mom first. We'll talk about this later."

......

Shuang Sheng and An's parents left the hospital.

Since Yisheng hadn't eaten lunch yet, Wen Pingsheng accompanied him to have lunch at a restaurant and bid farewell to An's parents before heading home.

Inside the room

Yi Sheng pulled Wen Ping Sheng's hand, "Accompany me for a nap, and when you wake up, I'll accompany you to buy groceries for dinner."

"...." Wen Ping Sheng.

He actually still remembered that she was going to cook.

Before it was just a whim, fueled by passion. Now that things have calmed down...Her hands were incredibly beautiful, slender and fair. Even her nails were trimmed to perfection, a soft pink that was more appealing than any artificial nail polish. They were also perfectly soft and...