His features were delicate, coldly beautiful, and sharp, with a slender and tall figure. The medical records and various medicines in his hands were particularly striking, as a dark surge welled up from the depths of his deep eyes.
"I'm fine, I'm here to accompany Qi Yuan for a check-up. Ranran, are you sick? Why do you look so weak?"
Upon hearing this, Su Ran paused for a moment, somewhat astonished as she lifted her head to glance at Fu Qiyuan, then her gaze fell on the consultation room's doorplate.
Seven big characters caught her eye.
Surprise flickered in Su Ran's heart, but her face remained composed.
Such a pity!
Fu Qiyuan keenly noticed that the girl's look at him was somewhat unusual, seeming to have thought of something, his eyes darkening inch by inch, with a chill gradually condensing between his brows.
Qin Feng's eyelids began to twitch along with the situation.
Was the old lady... setting up her grandson?
Just a second ago, he was concerned about President Fu's health, and the next, he was directly sabotaging it.
"Maybe it's because I got caught in the rain last night, I'm feeling a bit unwell."
The old lady anxiously took Su Ran's hand, "Your hand is so hot. Are you running a fever? Is it serious?"
The old lady's voice, filled with nervous concern, touched a tender spot at the bottom of Su Ran's heart, as if the softest part of her was being touched.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry."
"A small illness left untreated can become a serious one, you can't just ignore it because it's not serious, Qin Feng, go, call the director over."
The old lady held Su Ran's hand, commanding briskly.
"Yes, madam."
"No need, Granny, I'm fine, really not necessary..."
Su Ran tried to stop her, perhaps because she was too emotionally agitated all at once, she felt dizzy, swayed, and without any warning, her body began to fall toward the ground...
Her pupils suddenly constricted, and her weak, pale face showed a rare sense of panic.
"Be careful."
A magnetic and deep voice sounded above her head, followed by a powerful arm crossing over her waist, and she crashed into Fu Qiyuan's embrace.
Her chin rested on the man's shoulder, and a cool and refreshing fragrance assailed her senses, causing Su Ran to sway slightly.
With a warm and delicate beauty in his arms, Fu Qiyuan himself was also taken aback, seemingly surprised by his own unusual reaction.
The faint cold fragrance made his heart flutter; that gentle collision seemed to strike his heart, feeling like a once incomplete life was now fulfilled, as if souls were perfectly matched in this moment.
"Thank you..."
Warmth lingered by his ear, followed by the girl's soft murmur.
Fu Qiyuan's mind stirred slightly, and only after she had steadied herself did he draw back his hand.
The man's slight action warmed Su Ran's heart, her expression remained calm, although her ears inevitably reddened a bit.
This was the first time she was so close to a man.
"Qin Feng, go ahead."
The man's low, magnetic voice came through.
"Really not necessary, it's nothing serious."
Su Ran felt a bit of a headache, a small cold alarming the director; anyone unaware would think she had some serious illness.
But to so easily summon the director, this man's identity must not be simple.
After all, Central Hospital is the best in Yong City, and even nationally, it ranks among the top.
"Alright," said Fu Qiyuan.
The old lady stood by, somewhat exasperated with her grandson, but the next second she saw her own grandson grasping the girl's wrist and walking straight into the clinic office they had just passed.
While shocked, her heart also felt a touch of joy.
Clever boy!
Didn't you say there was still work to be done at the company?
Why the sudden lack of urgency now?