Finally, someone was able to shake the boulder from Mu Yuhaan's heart, letting the sunlight shine upon it.
Beauty is the flower, fragrance is it's talent; with the thorns as it's bravery, who could rebuff it? Above that, Mian owned all three qualities with simplicity and kindness, which made it even more inescapable for Mu Yuhaan.
Hu Ming tried to stop his automatic-smile, as he was a little scared lest anything should spread its wings and come soaring at his face to bite on it. "President Mu, that means you like her."
"That means I like her?" Mu Yuhaan murmured in daze, before grasping the meaning. "That means I like Mian! So, this is how it feels when you like someone?" He began accessing the new information meticulously. "Does everyone feel this way?" Just as the title 'Perfectionist' suggested, Mu Yuhaan wanted everything perfectly complete and in detail.
Hu Ming visualised himself in a heart print shirt, sitting behind a table, which had an identification plate of the 'Love Expert'.
"Yes, President. It's absolutely quotidian to want to see your crush, talk to her, spend time with her and get phy-" The mouth express of this dilettante had to stop coming to a 'Shy-Shy' station.
Mu Yuhaan, who had been listening very attentively, frowned at the sudden stoppage. "Get phy what?
Hu Ming saw the bewildered look on Mu Yuhaan's face. He gave an awkward laugh. "It's nothing but a stupid slip of tongue. Really!" Hu Ming banked on the the cold voice to ask him to be on his way at any moment.
Anger was gathering in Mu Yuhaan's eyes, however, his face remained straight. "I am planning to send someone to Africa for a task. Since you are not coming to my use, you would be better off there."
In other words, he would send Hu Ming to Africa, if he didn't answer him now.
The moment Hu Ming took in the word Africa, all the colours left his face. Distant memories came rushing to his brain, making his protesting mind take the back seat.
Although, none of us are without unpleasant experiences, the degree of atrociousness varies from person to person. The encounter Hu Ming went through just happened to be a hair-raisingly creepy one.
Seven years ago, Hu Ming went to Africa accompanying Mu Yuhaan for a business trip. In the evening, when the neon street lights blinked to life, he went outside to roam around in the foreign city. However, suddenly the shadow of bad luck befell on him, as some unknown black men abducted him from the deserted road.
Initially, Hu Ming felt somewhat unnerved in that circumstance, as he had twice the worldliness of his age. However, drunkards would scarcely listen to the words of wisdom!
If Mu Yuhaan didn't appear timely on that fateful night, he would be blemished by not one but three black men! They would have stigmatized the good name of his family! More importantly, perhaps, he would have met his death in that year.
Just reminiscing about that night, Hu Ming gulped down the hysteria crawling up his throat.
Furthermore, when he saw the look in Mu Yuhaan's eyes, his instincts told him the former wasn't just browbeating. It was the same ruthlessness that sent many people hundred metres beneath the ground!
"Get physical attraction, President Mu." Hu Ming couldn't brush off his fear, and spilled out quickly.
Mu Yuhaan nodded his head, a shred of satisfaction took place on his handsome face.
It actually made sense why he wanted to hug Mian so badly, and noticing so much about her figure; which he never did to any other girl.
"This month, you will receive a 100% bonus." Mu Yuhaan scrolled down Mian's weibo account. She posted a new selfie of hers in front of First People's Hospital.
"100% bonus?" Hu Ming asked in a surprised tone.
Annoyance was reflected in Mu Yuhaan, when he said, "Get out."
Hu Ming bowed down hurriedly, and left.
Not that he minded it, after all, he got a 100% bonus this month!
Did his boss just show him some compassion for that incident by this sudden bonus? Nope! Whom was he kidding?!
Mu Yuhaan wasn't someone to be pricked by his conscience after threatening the life out of someone. It must be because of Doctor Mian!
"Have you heard it? I like you." Mu Yuhaan said softly, staring at Mian's photo lovingly. He could barely contain his joy, thinking about his invitation at Mian's home tonight.
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Mian had just finished checking her fifth patient, when the telephone on the desk sought out her attention.
"Hello, Dr. Mian speaking."
"Dr. Mian, it's director Fu. An accident case came off, you have to come to the meeting room now." There was an undeniable urgency in the Director's voice, as if his life was being threatened.
"Okay," saying that, Mian cut the line, and went towards the meeting room briskly.
Before she reached the meeting room, four other doctors along with Director Fu had already gathered there; all of them appeared very anxious for some reason.
No sooner had Mian entered the room than Director Fu said, "Take a seat Dr. Mian."
Mian sat on a chair, then looked at him, as a sign to proceed.
"Yesterday, an accident case came. Patient is a four years old boy, and currently admitted in a VVIP unit."
"How is he doing now?" Mian asked the main point, without beating around the bush.
"He is in a very critical condition now. When he was hit by the car, his head got severely injured, and he suffered from cerebral hemorrhage. Though we painstakingly stopped the bleeding in our emergency surgery, he is not regaining his consciousness; in short not out of danger yet. In this situation, all we could do is suggest a second surgery; however, his left hemisphere was badly injured, especially the frontal lobe…" Wen Ning, the head surgeon, who was in charge of the last surgery, continued explaining the problem in medical language.
Mian listened to the entire explanation with her utmost concentration, and jotted down the important points in her brain.