Yi Yu's gaze was fixed on An Yi. Sensing that her panic was gradually dissipating, and that she was once again calm and reserved, a dim light flashed across his eyes.
She still didn't care enough about him.
"Stand up." An Yi didn't notice the change in Yi Yu's expression and ordered softly.
Yi Yu didn't move. It was as if he didn't hear what she said. His eyes were empty as he looked at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.
After waiting patiently for a while, An Yi frowned slightly and knocked on the table. Finally, she looked up from the medical record book in her hand.
"Mr. Yi."
Yi Yu finally came back to his senses and looked at her deeply. "Are you in a hurry?"
"No, but I have other patients behind me."
After An Yi finished speaking, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing an intriguing smile.
"You won't have any more patients."
Hmm?
Yi Yu suddenly became so certain. An Yi looked at him in puzzlement. However, Yi Yu only leaned against the back of the chair, his face cold and indifferent.
As if she had thought of something, she quickly walked out of the office and stood in front of the schedule.
Her schedule was full.
Every column and every line was heavily drawn with a thin line in red pen. There was no sign of a name, indicating that the patient in front of her still needed further treatment.
And the patient at the front was Yi Yu.
"No way." An Yi exclaimed in a low voice and quickly flipped through the pages.
All the forms were the same. At least for the next three months, she did not need to receive any other patients.
"Pa." An Yi angrily placed the schedule in front of Yi Yu. "What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. It's a matter of face." Yi Yu did not even look at her. He calmly fiddled with his watch. "You're Mrs. Yi."
As Madam Yi, she should no longer work in the hospital, and she should still be in the male department.
"Agreement..."An Yi had just said two words when she was interrupted by Yi Yu's cold gaze. "So, Miss An still remembers that we have an agreement."
He no longer addressed her as An Yi or Madam Yi. Instead, he addressed her as Miss An.
An Yi was stunned.
"Continue."
"The agreement clearly states that before my illness is cured, you will not be able to obtain the sales rights of the An Group, including HD," Yi Yu said word by word as he looked at her coldly.
"But I helped you clear your suspicion and gave you HD's internal information. Miss An, you should show some sincerity."
An Yi slowly took two steps back and looked at him with a strange expression.
He was different from before.
Yi Yu's expression was arrogant and cold now, and he was as handsome as a god who descended to earth. The aura around him was ice-cold. If he got any closer, she would be frozen.
And what he said just now.
An Yi had to admit that he had calculated things very clearly with her. But it was precisely this clarity that she wanted that made her feel strange!
"Miss An." Yi Yu pointed at his lower body. "It's time for you to treat me."
His voice woke An Yi up. She silently nodded and walked to his side.
"Mr. Yi is right."
Since it was a cooperation agreement, she should not have any wishful thinking.
It was her fault.
An Yi moved her finger, and more than ten silver needles instantly entered Yi Yu's lower body. As the silver light flickered, a scorching stream of air rose from his lower abdomen.
The familiar boiling sensation made him close his eyes slightly.
"Bear with it for a while," An Yi reminded him softly. Then, she gently twirled the silver needles and pierced the needles even deeper.
Yi Yu's face turned a few shades paler.
Just as his lower body was expanding more and more, and his entire body seemed to be burning in raging flames, an Yi suddenly put away the silver needles.
"Mr. Yi, it's done."
Yi Yu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her hand.
"Continue."