Early the next morning, Hua Jian went to the reproductive medicine department at the Private Hospital.
"Sorry, Second Brother. I drank a bit too much that night, so I couldn't get up yesterday."
Xie Zhitan acknowledged him. "We'll draw blood first, though hair works too. The results should be out in about two days."
Hua Jian pressed his lips together. "Got it."
Xie Zhitan glanced in a certain direction and asked, "Want to see her? She's been here for two days now and seems to be settling in pretty well."
Hua Jian smiled. "No need. I'll pay her medical bills before I leave. Find a couple of good carers to look after her."
Xie Zhitan frowned but said nothing more. "Go on in."
Once Hua Jian went inside, Xie Zhitan headed toward a nearby hospital room.
The door was shut, and a bed was visible through the window.
Hua Yingrou sat quietly on the bed, her legs covered by a blanket. With her hair loose as she gazed toward the window, the scene somehow looked almost peaceful.
Just as Xie Zhitan was about to look away, Hua Yingrou whipped her head around.
His breath caught.
Hua Yingrou stared fixedly at him, her face twisted with rage. There was nothing peaceful about her at all.
A carer immediately noticed the change and hurried over to soothe her in a soft voice.
The two female carers had already become very practiced at calming her down.
Soon, the rage faded from her face, replaced by a trace of bewilderment in her eyes.
Xie Zhitan walked away from the room with a cold expression.
Hua Yingrou's mental condition was far worse than he had expected.
When Hua Jian came out of the doctor's office, Xie Zhitan told him what he had just witnessed.
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