Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

Mo Boyuan had had a lot of experience, and he had seen many similar situations over the years. That’s why he was worried about Jiang Tingxu and left his legal team at the station to take care of the rest.

It wasn’t that Jiang Tingxu hadn’t thought of it before. It was Mo Boyuan putting the cards on the table—it had made her uncomfortable, and her chest had felt rather tight.

She was well aware of the story of the farmer and the viper. But what else could she have done in such circumstances? As a doctor, saving lives was her duty. Regardless of the situation, she wasn’t to be interrupted. Even if the person she was rescuing were a vicious criminal, even if the person she was saving were the murderer of her family, she’d still have to save his life.

“Don’t give too much thought about it. I’ll have my legal team do a follow-up.” Mo Group’s legal team wasn’t that incompetent.

Jiang Tingxu didn’t feel like talking, so she shut her mouth, sulking on her own.

Mo Boyuan was looking sideways when he saw Jiang Tingxu’s tired complexion and the dark circles under her eyes.

“Are you still working tonight?” he asked.

“Yes. But my shift is delayed to 10.”

“10 p.m.? Why can’t you take the day off and go back to work tomorrow?”

Her taking the day off? As if she could! It was already benevolent to have her shift delayed for a few hours.

When he saw her rolling her eyes, Mo Boyuan had pursed his lips and turned the car in another direction.

“Where are we going?”

“I was thinking about eating at a restaurant. But now it seems that it won’t work. We’re going back to Zichen Mountain. There’d be food in the kitchen, no need for the hassle. Once you’ve eaten, you can get some sleep.”

Jiang Tingxu had only five and a half hours left. The time spent eating out, showering, and traveling would’ve been consuming. She would’ve been lucky to have gotten four hours of sleep.

She didn’t expect this level of meticulousness from him, and she didn’t refuse his offer, her silence constituting an agreement. Her reason being, his arrangements were pragmatic—there was no rationale to reject.

While they were on their way, Mo Boyuan had received a call from Mo Zhining. He hit the car’s Bluetooth device to answer.

“Daddy, why aren’t you back yet?” He seemed upset.

Uh?

Mo Boyuan frowned. “Where are you?”

“I’m at Yunyu Tixiang, Daddy. I don’t have the keys, and I can’t get in!”

Did this little brat go back there after kindergarten? Mo Boyuan thought.

“Ask the bodyguards to escort you to the entrance. Your mommy and I will be there in five minutes. We’ll go back to Zichen Mountain tonight.”

The person on the other side of the phone had let out a cheer. “Okiedokie. I’ll go downstairs right now. Hurry up, Daddy!”

“Okay.” Mo Boyuan hung up.

Mo Boyuan wouldn’t have agreed to pick Mo Zhining up if they weren’t close to Yunyu Tixiang.

Jiang Tingxu was almost asleep when she asked in a whisper, “Is Ningning not going back to the old mansion?”

“He didn’t even go back last night,” answered Mo Boyuan. He’d known his son well—he wouldn’t have missed the opportunity to stay with them for another night.

“Huh? Then where did he stay?”

Mo Boyuan chuckled. “Don’t worry. I hadn’t hung your son on the wall. He slept with me last night.”

Jiang Tingxu was speechless. He spoke about it so casually like that wasn’t his son he was talking.

“Are you tired?”

“Mhm. I worked a long shift last night. When I was about to get off work in the morning, the patient had a dissection, and we had to perform a thoracotomy. We were so exhausted. It was already 2.30 p.m. when we finished the surgery. After that, the police had requested our assistance.”

Mo Boyuan could feel his heart ached. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I could’ve brought you some food if I’d known.”

Jiang Tingxu was mumbling something inaudible, and then she fell silent.

Mo Boyuan turned his head to look at her, only to find her asleep.