In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 370 Professor Zhang's Counter-Consultation

"What does this have to do with Wang Zhuo?" Yu Dawei's mind was full of questions.

"Oh, you're such a hypocrite." Bo Xiao smiled mischievously, her already small eyes narrowing into slits as she shrank back to comfort Yu Dawei: "Don't worry, I know Wang Zhuo's personality too well. Even if you do something with her in secret, she won't actively ruin your life."

"She probably took a large portion of the surgery fees, right? That's just the kind of person she is. When she likes someone, she considers everything for that person, without caring at all about her own predicament." Bo Xiao poked at the peppercorns in the plate with her chopsticks, thinking of Wang Zhuo's ex-husband.

"Um, Dr. Bo Xiao, are you misunderstanding something?" Yu Dawei had a complicated and speechless expression on his face. At this moment, he really wanted to crack open the skull of the person in front of him and see what strange things were inside.

"Don't pretend with me. We're so close, don't worry. Although I'm not entirely satisfied with your behavior of keeping the home fires burning while having affairs on the side, I think sometimes love is irrational." Bo Xiao gave me a look that said, "I understand you men very well." "Just be nice to Wang Zhuo when you go back."

"She likes scallion pancakes, loves sweet drinks, and I've heard her mention her preferences regarding posture. Do you want to hear more...?"

"Stop! Stop!" Yu Dawei slammed on the brakes, his heart pounding with shock! Although he had known Bo Xiao for a while, today he was truly shocked by this girl who was almost thirty.

I never expected you to be an obstetrician and gynecologist like this.

Yu Dawei subconsciously took a deep breath and, under the other party's surprised gaze, explained seriously and earnestly: "My relationship with Wang Zhuo is just a simple business transaction. Although I sympathize with them, a widow and her child, I'm sorry, I also have my own life. I'm not a saint, so I really didn't help her in any way."

"And the surgery fees have nothing to do with her." Then Yu Dawei lowered his voice, leaned closer, and whispered, "What I really want to ask is about my sister."

"Huh?!" Bo Xiao exclaimed instinctively, then felt many eyes on her in the cafeteria. She quickly blushed and lowered her head, glaring at Yu Dawei with resentment: "You bastard, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Your mouth is like a machine gun, firing nonstop. Is it my fault?" Yu Dawei's chiseled, square face was full of innocence.

"I don't care! It's your fault! You can choose to appease my anger with a secret." Bo Xiao spoke with a smile on her lips, showing no trace of anger.

"Secret? I'm an open and honest person, what secrets could I possibly have?" Yu Dawei sat up straight, subconsciously thinking about his time travel.

“Okay, then I’ll ask you a question and you answer it.” Bo Xiao picked up a chopstick and placed it between the two of them. “Tell me your size and I’ll let you go.”

"Huh?" Yu Dawei wished he could get up and leave right now! What kind of outrageous words were those!
You're a grown woman, don't you know how to be shy?

"Just kidding, hehehe!" Bo Xiao found it amusing to see Yu Dawei's bewildered expression, and as if she had gotten her revenge, she showed a victorious little face. Then she gave Yu Dawei a disdainful look: "I'm a proper gynecologist. I've seen hundreds, if not a thousand, of those things on you men and women. Why are you pretending to be a pure, innocent virgin in front of me?"

Yu Dawei was stunned by what he was told, and after a while he whispered, "You can't say this in public."

Seeing that Bo Xiao was about to argue, Yu Dawei quickly changed the subject: "Alright, alright, you're a gynecologist, you're authoritative, you're awesome, isn't that enough? Can we get down to business?"

"Alright, alright, go ahead and say it." Seeing that this guy really didn't know how to be funny, Bo Xiao went along with it and made a gesture of invitation with her right hand.

"Ahem." Yu Dawei coughed tactically before saying, "It's like this, I have a friend who has four siblings. One of his sisters has a blood type that's different from his brothers; it's type O."

Bo Xiao raised an eyebrow, suppressing a laugh as she rested her hands on the table and continued listening: "And then?"

“But the problem is that my friend’s father is blood type A, his mother is blood type B, and his other siblings’ blood types are either A, B, or AB.” Yu Dawei’s brows furrowed deeper as he spoke, his face full of thought. “So how did this type O blood come about? You’re a doctor, you should know a lot about blood types, right?”

“Mm.” Bo Xiao nodded. “I can understand your friend’s situation. Many people think that if the father is blood type A and the mother is blood type B, the child can’t possibly be blood type O, since the blood types are different.”

"But if you've taken a biology class, you'll understand that there are dominant and recessive genes that influence blood type. If your parents are blood type A or B, it doesn't prevent them from having a child with blood type O."

At this point, Bo Xiao twirled his chopsticks with a mischievous smile and said, "The friend you were talking about earlier, you wouldn't happen to be yourself, would you?"

“How could it be me?” Yu Dawei shook his head like a rattle-drum. “I just wanted to ask. Now that you know the answer, there’s no problem. You can eat slowly. I have to watch Dafeng take her medicine.”

Yu Dawei packed his things, got up, and left his seat.

Bo Xiao also picked up her tray and stood up, her smile unchanged. She felt this person was quite interesting; despite his tall and imposing stature, he seemed to have a rather delicate heart. "Being his sister must be very happy," Bo Xiao thought as she walked away with her tray. Usually at lunchtime, Yu Dawei would put the prepared food on her tray in the cafeteria to eat with the cafeteria staff's meal.

During this time, Bo Xiao received a lot of care from Yu Dawei, which made her feel a long-lost urge to find a man to marry.

But she knew all too well that not all men could be like Yu Dawei—able to cook, take care of people, be responsible, and be handsome, strong, and give people a strong sense of security.

Good men are rare, especially since she's not exactly a beauty; how could she be so lucky as to meet one?

On the other side, on his way back to the ward, Yu Dawei's complex emotions from the past few days finally eased, and he could even smell the fragrance of flowers wafting in through the window.

Yu Dawei felt more relaxed than ever before. Although whether Dafeng was the old man's biological daughter was just a passing episode for him, he was glad that he had been overthinking it.

The image of his parents in his heart became lofty again.

Upon arriving at Dafeng's ward, Yu Dawei saw Professor Zhang inquiring about Yu Feng's post-operative condition.

After a few days apart, Professor Zhang, with his full head of white hair, seemed even more exhausted than after the surgery. He even wondered if Professor Zhang had performed several more surgeries.

"Dawei's back! I have some good news to tell you." Professor Zhang saw Yu Dawei and subconsciously adjusted his habitually slipping glasses. "I've made the application for you at the hospital, and Dafeng's surgery has successfully become a classic case of brain tumor resection surgery. In the future, it may even become a primary source of brain tumor surgery research data both domestically and internationally."

"To thank Dafeng for her sacrifice, the hospital has decided to reduce the surgery fee by 100,000 yuan. We will reimburse her later." Professor Zhang's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Dawei to hear.

There were three other beds present, all related to brain tumors, and Professor Zhang didn't want to give anyone cause for criticism, so he should have called Yu Dawei out.

But I was having a good time chatting with Yu Feng and forgot about my surroundings.

"Thank you so much, Professor Zhang. Thank you so much." Yu Dawei sat down next to Professor Zhang and squeezed his hand tightly. "If you need any help in the future, please feel free to contact me anytime."

"Hehe, you're too kind. You even gave me a banner, didn't you? That was quite nice, I really liked it." Professor Zhang quite liked the brother and sister, and being able to help them in any way he could was a great comfort to him. Then, he thought of his good-for-nothing son, and as if remembering something else, he asked, "Dawei, is there anything I can do this afternoon?"

"No, I'll stay with Dafeng until night, and then I'll leave," Yu Dawei said frankly. These days, Yu Dawei and Agui take turns keeping watch at night.

Although Dafeng tried her best to dissuade him, Yu Dawei felt that this was no small matter. Who knew what kind of sequelae would be left after the surgery? In the end, he insisted on leaving someone at the hospital to accompany Dafeng.

"Then come to my office after 2 p.m. I have some personal matters I'd like to discuss with you." Professor Zhang looked at Yu Dawei, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Sure, I have no problem with that."

Professor Zhang nodded, patted Yu Dawei on the shoulder, and then got up to leave.

On the contrary, Yu Dawei was quite uneasy when he saw Professor Zhang leave so calmly. Could it be that Da Feng had some aftereffects that he hadn't noticed?

"Did Professor Zhang tell you anything just now?" Yu Dawei turned to ask Da Feng.

"No, Professor Zhang has been talking to us about his hometown ever since he came in." Er Yan, who was doing her homework on the hospital bed, interrupted first, then looked excitedly at Yu Dawei, "Brother, did you know that Professor Zhang's wife is actually from Wangkui County, which is right next to our county!"

Yu Dawei glanced at Er Yan with an unfriendly look: "Have you finished your homework? Why are you meddling in other people's conversations? If you don't finish it tonight, you can stay here with your sister."

"Fine, I'll keep you company." Er Yan had taken her aversion to studying to the extreme. While Professor Zhang was talking to Yu Feng, she held her pen tightly the whole time and didn't write a single word.

On the contrary, Ah Gui, who was next to him, quietly finished a set of test papers.

(End of this chapter)