King Jingyao stayed up there for a long time, his thoughts must be deep, and when he thought of Yun Chen, he couldn’t sleep, even though he was weak after surgery.

Until two in the morning, the nurse saw him still awake and worriedly said, "Mr. Wang, your body still needs more rest."

King Jingyao closed his eyes briefly, "I know."

Though he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with thoughts. He lay there stiffly for more than half an hour before barely falling asleep, and when he woke up, it was already eight in the morning.

Opening his eyes, he saw Director Hao’s twinkling eyes and frowned, "Where’s that little brat?"

Director Hao brought over a tray of medicine, carefully changing King Jingyao’s bandages while saying, "Dr. Little Gu has taken a half-day leave for some personal matters."

King Jingyao understood immediately; it must be about Tang Yuan’s affair!

He said nothing, showed strength during the bandage change (Go Duck~), and after Director Hao finished changing the bandage, he praised, "I’ve already removed the catheter for you; today you can walk around, and you’ll be much better tomorrow. Dr. Little Gu’s surgical skills are really impressive. She even rivals Professor Bo."

But he knew, Dr. Little Gu learned quickly, but the academic aspect of medicine relies on gradual accumulation; only someone like Professor Bo could have developed such experiments.

King Jingyao listened to him talk for a long time, couldn’t help asking, "Is she really that talented?"

Director Hao, as if it was a matter of course, replied, "Yes, I studied medicine for eight years and have twenty years of clinical experience, but I’m far behind Dr. Little Gu."

He couldn’t help but lament, "It’s just that Dr. Little Gu doesn’t have long-term development intentions. This child is ultimately young and still wants to play."

King Jingyao rolled his eyes.

Little liar, how many people has she deceived!

Despite feeling resentful, there was still a trace of concern in his heart... After all...

*

Gu Anxi woke up at six in the morning, which didn’t fit her biological clock, but she just woke up early and quietly went to the break room to wash her face later. Gu Yuanshan and Gu Ning came together to handle Tang Yuan’s affairs. Initially, she only wanted to watch from a distance, but then she felt it pretentious, thinking what’s wrong with taking a good look openly?

So she attended the farewell ceremony. Gu Mingzhu was in mourning garb, but Gu Anxi wasn’t; she was just as a friend bidding Tang Yuan a cold farewell, from beginning to end, there were no outsiders besides the Gu family...

And she knew that the reason Gu Yuanshan was willing to handle it was partly due to the couple’s relationship for over twenty years, and partly because of her. She was the child Gu Yuanshan and Tang Yuan had together, their only link, Gu Yuanshan probably didn’t want Tang Yuan’s poor reputation to implicate her...

After Tang Yuan was buried, the Gu family gradually dispersed, and Gu Mingzhu also left.

Gu Anxi stood alone in the cemetery, staring at the bright photo on the tombstone, which was Tang Yuan’s young image. She looked beautiful; perhaps that’s why Gu Yuanshan couldn’t help himself.

She stood quietly until the scorching August sun was overhead.

Above, a black umbrella opened.

She looked up, seeing it was Uncle Bo.

When he spoke, his voice was somewhat hoarse, "Uncle, weren’t you returning tomorrow?"

"Squeezed everything to finish earlier and came back," he said, holding the umbrella with one hand and gently pulling her into his arms, lowering his head, "Do you feel like crying?"

Her little face pressed against his chest, only separated by a layer of shirt fabric, warm and comforting.

She shook her head, "No, it’s just a bit sad; she played her hand poorly."

Saying this, she wrinkled her little nose again, "My mom is also good-looking and always cherished by dad."

Bo Xichen murmured an affirmation and reached out to smooth her hair... Gu Anxi leaned against him, whispering, "Uncle, will you ever be particularly moved when you see someone good-looking..."

"No one looks better than you." He smiled gently, "I’m serious."

She didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Her uncle has always been warm, but he only shows warmth to her, seemingly being polite to other women without special attention...

"Feeling a bit better now?" He patted her small head, "Your Bo mom made some delicious food; let’s go back, eat a bit, and then take a nap."

She obediently followed him out and asked in the car, "Uncle, you haven’t adjusted the jet lag yet."

"It’s okay," he smiled, fastening the seatbelt, "You can take a nap."

He could imagine she hadn’t slept well these past two nights, having the surgery and handling Tang Yuan’s affair.

Gu Anxi nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Though she said that, how could she fall asleep? The whole way, she kept her eyes closed, unable to sleep, until the car stopped at Si Garden. She opened her eyes and rubbed them: "It feels like it’s been ages, but it’s only been two days away from home."

He pinched her cheek, "I’ll go to the hospital later; stay home, your Bo dad and mom miss you."

She looked at him eagerly, "Uncle, I miss you too."

He smiled, a soft and handsome smile.

At the Bo Family, naturally, the three elderly ones vied to show concern, afraid she’d feel even a slightest bit sad. It was a feeling akin to being the center of attention, and Bo Xichen could only shake his head upon seeing this, thinking half of her attitude was indulged by the family.

But in a way, he felt it wasn’t entirely bad; she was quite obedient to him, so only the old brother at the hospital suffered...

(There’s 1200 left, finish by half-past eight)