After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"Boss Fu, the person you're looking for is here."

"Let him in."

At this time, a dusty figure pushed the door open, but there was an unhappy look on his face.

The man strode into the house, shouting, with a hint of dissatisfaction and anger in his voice.

"No, Fu Yanchuan, do you have no doctors in China? You have to call me back from Country F. Do I owe you anything? I will fly back as soon as you call me."

As soon as Tang Hao stepped into the house, he started complaining to Fu Yanchuan who was inside.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes flashed with displeasure, and the word "reluctant" was written all over his face. His clothes were still tired and wrinkled from the long flight, but his innate aristocratic temperament was not diminished at all.

Fu Yanchuan sat upright on the sofa, his face as calm as water. He did not say much about Tang Hao's complaints, but just listened quietly, with a complex light flashing in his deep eyes.

Lin Jingshen, who was standing by, didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at Tang Hao, the eldest son of the Tang family, who had just arrived, and thought to himself, "Mr. Tang, didn't you rush back as soon as you received the call? You can't just blame our boss."

However, he did not say this out loud, but secretly complained in his heart.

Tang Hao seemed to have seen through Lin Jingshen's inner thoughts, and smiled slightly: "Jingshen, are you secretly complaining about me in your heart?"

Hearing this, Lin Jingshen was stunned, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "...How does this guy know what I am thinking? Can he read my mind...or does he have the ability to predict the future? Impossible..."

After a moment of silence, Lin Jingshen finally spoke: "Uh...you...are you the worm in my stomach? You can even guess what I'm thinking!"

Tang Hao chuckled, a hint of confidence and pride flashed in his eyes, and replied: "Haha, it seems that you don't know me well enough. Let me tell you, my major is psychology! Little thoughts like yours are all clearly written on your face, and I can't hide them from you at all."

Lin Jingshen was speechless for a moment and could only sigh helplessly, thinking that he had really met a master.

I didn't expect that my expression could be seen through so easily. I have to be more careful next time.

However, he couldn't help but have a little more respect for Tang Hao. After all, being able to capture other people's thoughts so keenly and make accurate judgments does require a certain amount of talent and experience.

You can’t offend this person easily in the future, otherwise you won’t even know what color his underwear is.

Tang Hao did not continue chatting with Lin Jingshen. His eyes moved around Fu Yanchuan, as if he was observing something?

The air around seemed to be frozen, the atmosphere was a little tense, and the lights in the house were soft and warm, but they could not dispel this inexplicable sense of tension.

Tang Hao stared at Fu Yanchuan, as if waiting for his response.

Fu Yanchuan remained silent, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

"Fu Yanchuan, aren't you playing Tai Chi with me? Let me tell you, your 'silence is golden' attitude won't work with me! To be frank, what kind of terminally ill patient is it that I have to come all the way back to treat him?"

There was a hint of impatience and provocation in Tang Hao's words. He put his hands on his hips, frowned, and stared at Fu Yanchuan in front of him with sharp eyes.

Lin Jingshen stood aside and felt the tense atmosphere. Only Tang Hao dared to go against their boss so blatantly.

He coughed lightly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, and then explained, "Mr. Tang, you misunderstood. This is not a terminally ill patient. This is just an ordinary fracture surgery, really. It's just that the surgery is expected to take a little longer, and the situation is a little complicated. Mr. Fu is not very confident about the doctors here. You are authoritative and capable in orthopedic surgery. For example, three years ago, didn't you successfully cure a patient who had been paralyzed for ten years? That's why he specially invited you back to perform the surgery."

After hearing this, Tang Hao sneered, shook his head and said, "Haha, Fu Yanchuan, do you think I'm a three-year-old kid who's so easy to fool? Is it worth it for you to go to so much trouble to get me back for an ordinary fracture surgery? Let me tell you, if there's something fishy going on, or if you want me to do something that goes against medical ethics, I will never do it."

His eyes revealed determination and unquestionableness, as if he could see through Fu Yanchuan's true intentions.

Fu Yanchuan remained silent, just looking at Tang Hao deeply, as if evaluating his determination and bottom line.

The atmosphere around them suddenly became a little subtle and tense, and Lin Jingshen tactfully stepped aside and stopped interrupting.

This is to prevent these two people from fighting and causing trouble for him.

Fu Yanchuan stood up, walked to Tang Hao, and patted his shoulder. "It's really just an ordinary fracture surgery. I just didn't want her to have any sequelae. I just found out about it when you were the surgeon. I'll tell you the details when we get to the hospital."

Tang Hao looked at Fu Yanchuan, his expression softened a little, "I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise..."

"I didn't lie to you." Fu Yanchuan said solemnly.

Tang Hao packed up his things and followed Fu Yanchuan and Lin Jingshen out of the room.

They arrived at the hospital and entered a VIP ward. Tang Hao saw a girl lying on the bed. The girl was pale, and even though she was unconscious, she had a painful expression on her face.

"This is……"

Tang Hao looked at the strange girl in front of him with suspicion, his heart full of questions and confusion.

He frowned, trying to search the depths of his memory for any clues about her, but found nothing.

At this time, Fu Yanchuan on the side said: "She is my fiancée."

His voice was calm, as if he was announcing this fact to the world.

Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth unconsciously opened into an exaggerated shape.

He seemed to be frozen in time, completely unable to speak, and could only stand there blankly.

After a while, Tang Hao finally came to his senses and stammered, "Fu, Fu Yanchuan, you, you thousand-year-old iron tree actually blossomed!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help gesturing with his hands, an expression of disbelief on his face.

Fu Yanchuan did not respond to Tang Hao's words, but just looked at him silently, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Lin Jingshen, who was standing aside, tried hard to restrain his urge to laugh out loud. He lowered his head and his shoulders kept shaking. It was obvious that he was having a hard time holding it in.

"How is it? There shouldn't be any sequelae after the operation!"

Tang Hao glanced at Fu Yanchuan, "Heh..."