The scent was heavily obscured under the man's natural scent and the chill of snow, but Mu Yuze couldn't possibly be mistaken for his sensitivity toward this foul odor had increased a few folds since the accident that happened to his father.
What had happened during this one and a quarter hours? Did He Juan get hurt?
"Please don't worry, Mr. Xiu. The examination is going very smoothly," Doctor Zhang said in reply to He Juan's inquiry. "Xiao Ze is very calm and accepting. It is honestly very admirable how he absorbed everything I said perfectly. As for the detailed report, I may need three or four days until I can send it to your mail. Until then, feel free to call me if you need to ask questions."
"Calm and accepting?" He Juan raised a teasing brow, undoubtedly recalling the instance where Mu Yuze had lost control of his emotions and cried so hard that he received another nickname – little bunny – for how red his eyes became.
