Lu Zhi's Baby Knows How to Build a Nest

Shen Ranxin paused, then said, "Teacher Fang, if I hadn't come just now, who were you planning to drag down with you?"

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Then it could only have been you, Teacher Shen."

Shen Ranxin got up, about to leave the car.

Fang Yu coughed. "Teacher Shen, leaving in such a hurry—have you forgotten what you called out at the hospital just now? News of you, an Alpha, appearing at the hospital with me has probably already landed in the hands of reporters from every major outlet."

Shen Ranxin: "..."

The director sat to one side, unable to quite understand the conversation between Shen Ranxin and Fang Yu.

He had mainly followed them over because he was afraid Shen Ranxin would run off. If that happened, getting them to soothe Lu Zhi, who was on the verge of losing control, would be far too difficult. Though whether Shen Ranxin could still soothe Lu Zhi in his current state was another question.

Still, while he did not care what Shen Ranxin and Fang Yu were talking about, his professional instincts as a doctor made him subconsciously pick up the diagnostic results Fang Yu had set beside him and glance over them.

Shen Ranxin glanced sideways, realized he could not understand them, and simply turned to convey the central idea to Fang Yu: regardless, the child's father was Jiang Ye, and Shen Ranxin had no interest in inexplicably becoming a father.

After looking over the scans, the director drew in a breath and suddenly said, "This is Pheromone Dysregulation Syndrome, isn't it?"

That instantly cut off Shen Ranxin's torrent of words. He turned to stare at the director. "What? Are you sure you didn't misread it?"

The director clicked his tongue. "You can insult my character, but