"The previous page," Yan Rusheng said. He took the mouse and flipped to the previous page.
Yan Xu?! 21 years old!
He saw the name and age of the patient, and his heart seemed to involuntarily jerk. His expression was frozen in shock.
The doctor read the name on the screen, and she turned to the man looking puzzled. "This is Yan Xu, not the Fang Jiayin you were looking for."
She tried to take the mouse away from him to continue searching.
Yan Rusheng raised his voice. "Don't move."
His voice had turned dry and hoarse.
After some time, his Adam's apple moved and there was a slight change in his expression.
No, it couldn't be her.
The doctor observed Yan Rusheng's reaction and asked meekly, "Do you know Yan Xu?"
Yan Rusheng was intently staring at the name as his lips tightly pressed together. He didn't seem to have heard her.
