Jian Han was startled by Wang Yang's words and was momentarily stunned.

However, he was also experienced enough to perceive the strange gazes of the people passing by, so he walked quickly towards Wang Yang.

Wang Yang didn't hear Jian Han's response to him, feeling both angry and anxious, with a hint of grievance.

He couldn't care less that there were still people around. As soon as Jian Han approached him, he blurted out, "Doctor, how could you forget about me! I-I-I... I'm the one who came to see you last weekend to have my little brother checked. Have you forgotten? Doctor, you used an instrument to examine me, but I was worried, so I pestered you to check me personally with your hands. And then, I was in your hands..."

"I remember you." Jian Han spoke up at a critical moment, successfully interrupting the main point in Wang Yang's words.

Watching the bewildered expression in front of him, realizing that the young man, who had been spouting nonsense, was now unlikely to do so again, Dr. Jian let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Yang blinked twice and smiled foolishly at Jian Han. After that, he remained silent for two or three minutes before realizing the shocking and vulgar words he had just spoken.

Wang Yang was scared to death by himself.

Facing Jianhan, he had the feeling of wanting to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.

"Doctor... Doctor, I'm sorry for my impulsive behavior and my words... I was being rash..." Wang Yang lowered his head, resembling a well-behaved elementary school student apologizing to a teacher. "I thought you had forgotten about me, so that's why... it wasn't intentional."

Jian Han wasn't angry, but she thought this young man was silly. She chuckled as she looked at the young man in front of her and asked, "So, why did you come here today... Are you feeling unwell or visiting someone?"

"The doctor, I came here specifically to find you!" The young boy looked up, his eyes glittering brilliantly.

Jian Han's heart inexplicably softened.

He asked, "Where does it not feel comfortable?"

Wang Yang shook his head and said, "I just came to thank you." He scratched his head awkwardly and continued, "Last time I caused so much trouble for the doctor, and because of the sudden situation, I didn't even have the chance to say 'thank you' to you. I felt really guilty about it, so I came here after school today to invite you for a meal."

Hearing him speak, Jian Han then noticed the black minimalist-style book bag that had been thrown aside.

"Have you not eaten yet?" Jian Han asked him.

Wang Yang paused for a moment, and said matter-of-factly, "To treat you to a meal, of course I can't eat first. I have to wait for you to join me. But who knew you would get off work so late." The last sentence carried a hint of slight complaint.

Jian Han smiled and replied, "Sorry, there was a special situation today. I filled in for a friend for a while, so I'm late."

Jian Han is driving, while Wang Yang sits in the back seat, holding his school bag. He always prefers to sit in the back and neglects wearing his seatbelt to sneakily take a break while in the car.

Wang Yang glanced at Jian Han through the rearview mirror, with a slight doubt in his heart: How come when he said he wanted to treat him to a meal, the doctor readily accepted without any hesitations?

Are doctors not all virtuous and dedicated, putting the needs of the masses above all else?

Not accepting red envelopes, not accepting gifts, and not agreeing to dinner invitations. This is the correct way for a doctor to conduct themselves.

Why is this doctor so different from the others?

Wang Yang had already anticipated that the doctor would refuse to let him treat him to a meal before it even began. He had even thought of many persuasive words in advance, determined to relentlessly persuade the person to accept his invitation.

This is great. She took the initiative and none of his words were of any use.

"Doctor, why did you readily agree to my invitation for a meal?" Wang Yang had many thoughts running through his mind, and inadvertently blurted out these words right in front of Doctor Jian's head, "Why don't you have any integrity at all?"

Upon hearing these words, Dr. Jian, known for his lack of integrity and moral conduct, took Wangyang directly to eat a simple, cheap, yet delicious scallion oil noodle dish.

The two of them sat in a small noodle shop, each holding a bowl of mixed noodles, with two small plates of side dishes placed on the table.

Wang Yang was already hungry. He hesitated for a moment before starting to eat, but his gluttonous nature was soon revealed within three minutes.

His eating manners were not rude at all. Seeing him enjoy the food so much, Jianhan couldn't help but feel a rare increase in appetite.

After finishing his meal, Wang Yang contentedly patted his belly and looked at the doctor who had already finished eating and was waiting for him. He confirmed once again, "I came here today especially to thank you. Are you sure that eating this much is enough?"

When Jian Han first brought him here to eat, he asked this question multiple times.

Dr. Jian smiled at him and deliberately said, "As doctors, we must uphold our integrity and moral conduct."

Wang Yang touched his nose, feeling extremely awkward.

After leaving the noodle shop, Jian Han raised his wrist to check the time, then turned to ask Wang Yang, "It's getting late. Where do you live? Let me give you a ride back."

"No need, no need. I'll just take a taxi back by myself." Wang Yang waved his hand and pointed to the front right, "My home is not far ahead. Doctor, you should also head back soon."

Jian Han pondered for a moment and then said, "I'll flag down a car for you."

As Wang Yang looked at the person flagging down a car for him on the side of the road, his heart felt warm and sweet.

The first time he saw Jian Han, he knew she was a gentle person.

"Doctor, Doctor, after such a long time I still don't know your name." Wang Yang looked at Jian Han and said, "I'm called Wang Yang, 'Wang' like the vastness of the ocean and 'Yang' like the boundless sea. And you, Doctor?"

Jian Han looked at him when he heard his words, and his eyes collided with the boy's sparkling eyes. Under the dim yellow street lamp, those bright and beautiful eyes were incredibly mesmerizing.

Jian Han paused for a moment. He wanted to tell the young man, "I know your name because I saw the information you filled out during your last visit to the hospital."

In the end, he simply slightly parted his lips and said in a gentle tone, "My name is Jian Han, Jian for simplicity, and Han for coldness."

"Dr. Jian, you don't feel any coldness at all, you are particularly gentle." Wang Yang sincerely said this sentence, and as soon as the car arrived, he hurriedly took two steps and opened the car door. As he was about to get in, he turned around and said to Jian Han, "Doctor, I feel that inviting you to eat noodles is not sincere enough, so next week after school, I will come to find you."

Having said that, he didn't even give Jian Han a chance to reply before hastily getting on the car and closing the door.

Jian Han blinked, watching the departed car, unable to help shaking his head and chuckling.

Wang Yang sat in the car, rubbing his heated and flushed cheeks. In that exact moment when he was about to leave, a sudden thought emerged in his mind, and in a moment of impulsiveness, he blurted out those words.

But thinking about being able to go see Doctor Jian next week, he couldn't help but feel delighted.

When Wang Yang returned home, his father and stepmother were in the living room, but surprisingly his half-brother from another mother was nowhere to be seen.

He had long prepared an excuse for coming home late. When faced with his father's strict inquiry, Wang Yang calmly replied, "I went to study with Su Miao."

Mr. Wang's expression brightened considerably upon hearing these words. His stepmother, seemingly concerned, said from the side, "Has Yangyang eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, Auntie can make something for you."

Wang Yang couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to her and just replied, "I've already had my meal, I'm going upstairs."

……

Luo Beiqiao returned home after 2 a.m. in the middle of the night.

After getting off the plane, instead of going to his apartment in the city, he came straight to the old ancestral home.