Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

The next morning, before it was fully light.

When Shi Ran got out of bed, Fu Yanshen was already awake.

He was leaning against the headboard reading documents when he heard a noise, so he reached out and dimmed the light a little.

"It's still early," he said. "No rush."

Shi Ran sat up and leaned closer, her voice a little low: "I'm afraid of being late."

Fu Yanshen knew what he was afraid of. He wasn't afraid of being late; he was afraid of receiving negative feedback from the doctor after the first experiment today.

Fu Yanshen put down the documents, took his coat, and said in a low but reassuring voice, "I'll stay with you. There won't be any problems."

The journey to the hospital was quiet.

The city was a little quieter than usual on Christmas Day, with colorful lights hanging along the roadside and a few decorated Christmas trees occasionally flashing past the car window.

Along the way, he would occasionally look out the window, his fingers unconsciously tightening.

The experimental treatment was conducted in a separate research building. The mother was somewhat surprised to see her son and Fu Yanshen enter together.

Of the three people who came to pick her up at the airport that day, the one she was most intimidated by at first glance was Mr. Fu. She felt that he looked fierce and seemed unapproachable.

However, today she changed into a soft, dark gray turtleneck sweater, which made her look less sharp.

"You are... Mr. Fu, right?" she asked.

Fu Yanshen bowed slightly and said in a very low voice, "Auntie, you can just call me Yanshen."

He accompanied her throughout the entire morning, and gradually her mother understood.

The man did look cold, with sharp features and few words, but he paid attention to every detail.

Before she was wheeled into the treatment room, she suddenly said to Fu Yanshen, who was pushing her from behind, "Ranran is a little afraid of hospitals."

Fu Yanshen nodded: "I know."

"Then I'll trouble you to accompany him."

"Of course."

His mother glanced back at him, and he leaned down slightly closer, waiting for her instructions, which made her laugh.

"Haha, why are you so reserved?"

Fu Yanshen smiled slightly. Actually, he was even more nervous than Shi Ran today. On one hand, he was worried about the treatment results, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Shi Ran's mother would not like him.

So he specifically asked Shi Ran to help him choose clothes this morning, something that wouldn't make him look fierce. Shi Ran looked at his closet, which was completely full of black clothes, and said helplessly, "Why don't you borrow a couple from Wen Yiheng?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the temperature in the room dropped two degrees.

Finally, Zhou Jin rushed out and bought two sets of light-colored clothes.

Fu Yanshen explained earnestly, "Because you are Ranran's most important relative, Auntie... Actually, I'm not fierce."

Mom's smile widened, and she was about to say something when Shi Ran, who had gone to fill out the forms, returned. Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? What were you talking about?"

Fu Yanshen didn't speak, but Shi Ran raised her hand and punched him in the chest. "I'm asking you, what were you talking about?"

This revelation made Mom burst out laughing. She looked up and met Fu Yanshen's gaze, who was smiling silently. "Now I believe you."

Before he could even ask what the two riddle-solving people were looking for, it was time for his treatment, so he had to hand his mother over to the doctor and have her wheeled inside.

He watched the operating room door close, but didn't leave for a long time until Fu Yanshen's warm hand landed on his shoulder.

He turned around and glared at the man deliberately, "What exactly did you say to my mom just now?!"

Fu Yanshen smiled and touched his nose, "He said I would be a good son-in-law."

? !

"Really?"

Fu Yanshen just smiled, his smile sometimes making it hard to tell whether what he said was true or false, and he kept asking Fu Yanshen in circles.

But because Fu Yanshen was so much taller than him, the scene looked rather comical... no, cute.

But before long, Shi Ran started to worry about the situation in the operating room again, becoming restless and constantly checking the time.

Fu Yanshen stood behind him, placing his hands on the back of the chair so that he had a place to lean on.

The treatment ended two hours later.

The attending physician came out of the operating room, explained the initial situation to them, and smiled, "Overall, for a first attempt, this is a satisfactory or even favorable start."

These words finally brought Shi Ran a sigh of relief.

Next, Mom was wheeled out. She looked a little tired, but still smiled at them.

"Ranran, is there any water?"

Fu Yanshen immediately handed over the prepared thermos: "Warm water, Auntie."

She paused for a moment before taking it, then smiled and said, "I knew it. You're very different from what you seem. You look a bit fierce, but you're actually very caring."

Shi Ran couldn't help but laugh out loud, "That's just his style, Mom. He takes care of people in a fierce way."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Fu Yanshen's face; he couldn't remember the last time he had been teased by his elders.

Mom remembered something, "Today is Christmas, right?"

Shi Ran nodded. "Yes, why don't we stay and keep you company, Mom?"

Mom smiled and waved her hand, "You kids should celebrate these holidays together, I won't join in the fun."

They both understood what should follow the abruptly ending "small," and Shi Ran didn't argue, instead saying in a coquettish tone, "Don't feel wronged and say I didn't spend the holiday with you."

Mom smiled and chatted with them for a few more minutes before getting sleepy. They only left after she fell asleep.

For dinner, Fu Yanshen booked a rooftop restaurant with a view of the Seine River at night. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire Parisian cityscape was laid out before him.

On the way to the restaurant, Shi Ran was already excited, gesturing wildly as she told Fu Yanshen about the delicious food she had eaten, although most of it was in dungeons with other people…

Zhou Jin was driving ahead while secretly listening, his mouth watering. This kid, though of dubious origin, was definitely a seasoned gourmand.

Fu Yanshen quietly looked at the person in his arms, listening to him fill in the gaps in Shi Ran's story from the past two years. He lowered his head and whispered, "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Shi Ran was taken aback. Why was he suddenly asking me if I was thirsty? He shook his head and continued talking, but Fu Yanshen insisted on asking again, "There's water over there."

Shi Ran glared at him, a little puzzled. "When did I become the one who needs to get my own water?"

Zhou Jin, sitting in the front row, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then, realizing something, he slowly turned around and his gaze fell on a square object on the inside of the car door. When he took it out, he realized it was a gift box.

He snatched it and hugged it to his arms, looking at Fu Yanshen, "Are you giving this to me?"

Fu Yanshen nodded and said softly, "Merry Christmas."

He was clearly not good at such surprises, so he did it clumsily and awkwardly.

He could have simply brought it out at dinner, but that day Zhou Jin came back saying that Wen Yiheng had prepared some kind of electronic menu, and Shi Ran seemed quite pleased with it. Sigh...

There's no other way; the kid likes it, so let's give it a try.

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