Perspective Medical Genius Young Master
Chapter 493: Everything is Ready

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Everything is Ready

And when Wu Tian heard An Xin’s words and saw that Xiao Yifei had indeed left, he turned his head towards her and sighed.

He held a lot of appreciation for An Xin, the righteous and beautiful doctor, but An Xin’s straightforward and outspoken character often led to trouble.

"Ah, An Xin, what about you? Can’t we talk about it now? Why did you have to challenge him while Doctor Xiao was still here? You have no idea how capable Doctor Xiao is, how could you just..."

Wu Tian sighed and said to An Xin, "Doctor Xiao, he... just know that he is a very, very capable doctor, that’s all!"

Wu Tian seemed like he wanted to say something more, but suddenly, he remembered Xiao Yifei’s consistent secrecy about his identity, which surely had a reason, so in the end, Wu Tian swallowed his words halfway through.

An Xin’s eyes widened as she looked at Wu Tian, initially thinking he was about to reveal some earth-shattering news, but what she got instead was vague and frustrating, not enough to convince her.

"Director Wu, you say he’s capable, fine, I’ll trust you, but is he researching leukemia?"

An Xin was insistent. She didn’t believe it; how could someone so young, no matter how skilled elsewhere, also be a master of all trades?

Upon hearing An Xin’s words, Wu Tian frowned in thought and then shook his head at An Xin, saying, "That’s not it, his main focus isn’t blood."

"Well, that settles it! No matter how capable he is, could he possibly be capable enough to cure leukemia? He isn’t a hematologist!"

An Xin held her head high, her eyes still defiant.

"Ah! Just leave it be! Why do you have to be so persistent like a child?!"

Wu Tian shook his head, turned around, and left. "Didn’t you hear people say he has a team?"

"A team? How capable could his team be!"

An Xin, seeing Wu Tian getting angry with her again over Xiao Yifei, became even more irritated. She bit her lip and looked in the direction where Xiao Yifei had left.

"I don’t believe it, no matter how capable you are, what could you possibly achieve!"

Then An Xin ran straight to Wu You’s bedside, took note of the contact information for the Buddha that was recorded there: "Just wait, you’ll see!"

Meanwhile, Xiao Yifei was undoubtedly unaware of everything that had just happened in the ward.

At that moment, he was carrying little Wu You out of the hospital; the brilliant sunlight outside made him squint his eyes sharply.

Little Wu You was nestled in his arms, already sound asleep, with her exaggeratedly long eyelashes fluttering occasionally.

"Boss, where are we going now?"

After stepping outside, the Buddha let out a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Xiao Yifei, and asked.

"Where to? Let’s head back first, and let’s sort out little Wu You’s illness today!"

Xiao Yifei squinted his eyes and responded calmly. Although he had not spent much time with little Wu You, he did not want disease to plague the cute little girl even for a second longer.

Buddha looked up at Xiao Yifei, surprise flickering in his eyes.

"Let’s go, let’s head back!"

Xiao Yifei, holding little Wu You, waved down a taxi.

"It seems it’s really time to buy a car!"

Xiao Yifei thought to himself, turning to look at the Buddha, "By the way, can you drive?"

"I can drive."

The Buddha turned back to Xiao Yifei and nodded. They used to have a car, but they had to sell it to pay for little Wu You’s treatment.

"Good."

Xiao Yifei nodded his head, formulating a plan in his mind.

Then the two of them got into the taxi and headed towards ’Jinghang Garden’.

"Meifeng, clear out a room for me."

Soon, the three of them returned to "Jinghang Garden", where Zhou Meifeng’s eyes flashed with affection as she saw little Wu You, drowsy in Xiao Yifei’s arms. However, when she noticed Wu You’s bald head, a trace of confusion flickered through her eyes.

Afterward, upon hearing Xiao Yifei’s instructions, Zhou Meifeng dutifully began to tidy up the room.

"Little You, time to wake up,"

Xiao Yifei reached out to touch Wu You’s bald head. Clinging tightly to Xiao Yifei, Wu You stretched out her delicate palm to rub her sleepy eyes, and in a childish, milky voice asked, "Big brother, where are we now?"

Buddha saw this and couldn’t help but show a bitter smile on his face; his own daughter had only just met Xiao Yifei and already seemed closer to him than to her own father.

"We’re at big brother’s house now. Get up, have some food, then big brother will treat your illness,"

Xiao Yifei looked down at Wu You and said with a smile.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than his expression froze; that line of his sounded too much like a creepy uncle luring a little girl with a lollipop. He quickly shook his head, casting the thought aside.

"Mhm!"

Wu You nodded her little head vigorously, issuing a crisp response.

Xiao Yifei, seeing Wu You’s bald head, which was as adorable as a little marinated egg, couldn’t help but reach out and touch her head again.

Wu You displayed no resistance and squinted, feeling the warmth from Xiao Yifei’s hand.

"Xiao Yifei, everything is ready now,"

Zhou Meifeng walked out of the room and said to Xiao Yifei, then her questioning gaze fell on Wu You.

Seeing Zhou Meifeng’s bewilderment, Xiao Yifei first settled Wu You down, then, smiling at Zhou Meifeng, said, "Buddha’s daughter, named Wu You, has leukemia."

Hearing this from Xiao Yifei, Zhou Meifeng’s eyes filled with sorrow as she looked at Wu You. Such a small and adorable tot, stricken with leukemia—it was deeply heartbreaking.

When Wu You heard the conversation between Xiao Yifei and Zhou Meifeng, she lifted her head, her large eyes looking up at Zhou Meifeng as she began to smile: "Hello, beautiful auntie!"

Wu You’s words practically melted Zhou Meifeng’s heart, which was simultaneously overwhelmed with compassion.

"Such a sensible and cute little girl, it’s just too pitiful,"

Even though Zhou Meifeng was not highly educated, she knew that leukemia was a difficult disease to cure. Her eyes filled with sympathy, she looked at Wu You and said, "Hello Little You."

"Don’t worry, I will treat her illness,"

Xiao Yifei turned to Zhou Meifeng and gave her a reassuring smile. Once Zhou Meifeng heard Xiao Yifei’s words, her mood instantly stabilized. No matter how difficult or complicated the disease was, as long as Xiao Yifei said he could treat it, Zhou Meifeng completely believed that he could cure it.

By now, Zhou Meifeng’s admiration and veneration for Xiao Yifei had reached this extent.

"Haha, don’t worry. Do we have food at home? Let’s give Little Wu You something to eat. I’ll check on her condition in a bit,"

Xiao Yifei looked up and laughed, speaking to Zhou Meifeng.

"Oh! Look at me, almost forgot. I specially made you chicken soup today and prepared several dishes. I’ll go sort it out for you right now,"

Zhou Meifeng slapped her palm and hurried off towards the kitchen.

"No rush, take your time,"

Xiao Yifei watched Zhou Meifeng’s retreating back and said with a smile.

Shortly after, Zhou Meifeng came over with a spread of bountiful dishes, and Xiao Yifei went into the kitchen to help serve.

"Don’t make a mess! Go wash your hands, you can eat after washing,"

Zhou Meifeng, seeing Xiao Yifei’s actions, spoke with disdain on her face: "Hurry up, you’re not suited for the kitchen, you’ll only cause more chaos."

"Little Wu You, come wash your hands!"

With a rueful smile on his face, Xiao Yifei scurried off to wash his hands and didn’t forget to call out to Wu You.