ther being injured..." Su Junfeng glanced at Summer.Huanghai Tao quickly followed up: "Young Master Number Three, rest assured. We will handle this case impartially and ensure that the perpetrator doe...Chapter 1122: God and Angels

"Xian, how are you up Lie down quickly, lie down..." Xiao Daming hurried over.

Wang Xiufen also managed a weak smile. "Xian, the doctor said you need more rest. You don't seem very well right now, so just sleep for a bit longer..."

"Mom, I feel great now!" Xiao Xian couldn't help but interrupt Wang Xiufen. "I just feel a bit hungry and want to eat something. Oh yeah, Mom, I fancy Peking Roast Duck."

"Ah Yes, yes, I'll go get it for you right away..." Xiao Daming was taken aback for a moment but still readily agreed in his heart feeling rather melancholic; this child didn't have much time left. No matter what he wanted to do, they would fulfill his wishes.

"Dad, don't worry about getting it for me. I'll go myself. I want to take a walk outside. I can't bear lying in bed like this anymore," Xiao Xian said as he got out of bed. Even before falling ill, Xiao Xian was quite active and could be called a sports enthusiast. After being confined to bed for so many days, it naturally became unbearable.

"Xian, be careful..." Seeing Xiao Xian stand up, Wang Xiufen hurriedly reminded him and even tried to support him. Due to his illness, Xiao Xian's leg joints had also developed some issues previously, making walking difficult.

"Mom, you don't need to help me. I'm really fine," Xiao Xian refused Wang Xiufen’s support, perhaps fearing she wouldn't believe him. He even jumped in place a few times out of fear that she might not be convinced. "Look, am I not doing well now"

His stomach growled; Xiao Xian looked dejected. "Oh no, this jumping has made me feel even hungrier."

The other people in the hospital room were momentarily stunned. What was going on Earlier, Xiao Xian could barely get out of bed and spent his days sleeping, devoid of energy and appetite. Yet now, in just a short while, he had changed completely, leaping around with vigor and complaining about hunger!

"Could it be a deathbed rally" Xiao Shuisheng muttered to himself. Even if it were, Xiao Jian wouldn't seem so energetic, would he

"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. I want to go out for a walk; I feel stifled," said Xiao Jian at this moment as he took his own clean clothes and went into the bathroom inside the ward.

"Could it be that the two people who just came in are gods" Han Qiaoqiao suddenly blurted out.

"What gods Don't talk nonsense, Qiaoqiao. Where would gods come from" Xiao Shuisheng said with some displeasure.

“Why am I talking nonsense” Han Qiaoqiao retorted, slightly indignant. "Don’t you think it’s strange Right after those two people came in, Sister Xiufen and I fell asleep suddenly. When we woke up, Xiao Jian seemed to have recovered miraculously. If not for the help of gods, how could such a thing happen"

Before Xiao Shuisheng could refute her, Han Qiaoqiao shook her head and spoke to herself. "But it doesn’t seem quite right either... I didn’t get a good look at that man just now, but the woman was very pretty, like a foreigner too. Could she not be a god, but an angel"

"Why don't you say God then" Xiao Shuisheng glared at Han Qiaoqiao. "And angels!"

“Right! Maybe it really is God!” said Han Qiaoqiao excitedly. “That man might be God, and that beautiful woman could be an angel!”

Xiao Shuisheng was at a loss for words; this woman’s imagination had become even more bizarre, now involving both God and angels.

"God is from abroad, he has no time to take care of us Chinese people," Xiao Shuisheng said with some annoyance.

"God loves the world, and there are many Chinese believers as well. Then why doesn’t God care about China" Han Qiaoqiao was unconvinced and asked, "Otherwise, tell me why Xiao Jian is suddenly in such high spirits"

Xiao Shuisheng was speechless for a moment while Wang Xiufen walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Xiao Jian, are you not done washing yet"

"Mom, I haven't had a bath in so long, of course it will take longer. Don’t worry, I’m fine. I won’t faint here… I’ll sing for you guys…" Xiao Xian's voice came from inside the bathroom, and he really started singing while taking his bath. Surprisingly, this kid could actually sing pretty well.

"... Ten years later, we are friends who can greet each other..." As Xiao Xian sang happily inside, a few nurses were drawn over to the door. A nurse had come in originally to check on him but was surprised to find that Xiao Xian, who was about to die of leukemia, had gotten up and was now singing while bathing.

The nurse told her colleagues what she saw, so they came to crowd around too, and eventually even the attending physician of Xiao Xian’s case was alerted.

His doctor surnamed Qiu was a famous leukemia expert from Peking University Hospital in his fifties. He was quite amiable. When he entered the room, he saw Xiao Xian come out after taking a bath. Xiao Xian looked no different from a normal person. Although somewhat emaciated, he looked energetic and full of spirit.

Based on Dr Qiu’s extensive experience with leukemia patients, he could immediately tell that this was definitely not the usual state for a leukemia patient. Even though it seemed unbelievable to him, he quickly made up his mind: "Do another check-up!"

"Husband, is that person you just now…" After leaving the hospital, Mu Han couldn’t help but ask.

"Wife, don’t talk about this anymore. I have nothing to do with them," Xia Tian interrupted Mu Han and didn’t want to bring it up again as he considered the matter settled.

Mu Han nodded her head and stopped asking about it, instead sweetly suggesting: "Then let’s go for lunch"

Given Xia Tian's understanding of Mu Han, the snacks on the plane wouldn't suffice to satisfy his hunger. Of course, Mu Han was unaware that Xia Tian had been sleeping throughout the flight and hadn't eaten anything.

"Sure." Xia Tian readily agreed, then thought for a moment before adding, "Wife, let's go eat at Xiaohei’s place."

"Uh, husband, are you referring to White Jade Tower" Mu Han paused for a moment before understanding.

"Yes, I think it’s pretty good." Xia Tian nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's go there then," Mu Han agreed with another nod. He then asked, "Husband, should we call Bai Xiele first"

"No need, we’ll eat first and find him later." Xia Tian shook his head.

After about ten minutes, Xia Tian and Mu Han arrived at White Jade Tower.

Holding hands as they entered, they ran into a couple walking out hand-in-hand. The couple looked young; they appeared to be two big kids. The boy was dressed rather sloppily, probably choosing expensive items without considering the fit or style. His outfit seemed pricey but didn't suit him at all.

The girl, however, was neatly dressed and looked like a pure, shy schoolgirl with a pretty face. She wasn’t very tall, petite instead, her chest small with just two little bumps on her flat chest.

Xia Tian came face-to-face with the boy, and they glared at each other.

"Holy crap, why are you here again" the boy spoke up first. "Hey brother-in-law, can't you stay away from this place"

"It's sister-in-law!" Summer glared at the boy, clearly displeased.

"Alright then, if it's sister-in-law, I have to say one shouldn’t live like you do. You took my sister and now you’re hogging my sister-in-law too, but even that’s okay. Now you show up in Beijing, how am I supposed to get by as Little Mr. Zhao" The boy also looked discontentedly at Summer. "Can't you take my sister and me somewhere else to loaf around"

Mu Han couldn’t help but shake his head; these two really were quite a pair!

This boy was one of the new generation in Zhao’s family, Little Mr. Zhao Xiao Zhuo, who recently had made quite a name for himself in Beijing. As for the girl next to Zhao Xiao Zhuo that Summer didn’t recognize, Mu Han knew her well; she was Zhao Xiao Zhuo's current girlfriend Qin Xiaolu, rumored to be only sixteen years old and still in high school.

"I don't care how you get by," Summer said with an indifferent air. "As long as I can make it on my own, whether others succeed or not is none of my business."

“Holy crap, your way of living leaves no room for anyone else!” Zhao Xiao Zhuo was indignant, only to notice that Summer seemed to be staring at Qin Xiaolu. He immediately panicked and shouted, "Hey, stop looking at my girlfriend! She’s mine; if you want her, I’ll fight you!"

Summer turned her nose up with a look of disdain on her face: “Who wants her Do I seem like someone who’d go for trash like you”

"Holy crap, what do you mean by that Xiaolu is the belle of Renmin University’s Affiliated High School!" Zhao Xiao Zhuo became even more agitated. How could Little Mr. Zhao lack taste

“Anyways, she's still far from my wife,” Summer said lazily.

Zhao Xiaozhuo was instantly filled with grief and anger; this guy really isn't human. He even boasts about taking all the beautiful women in Beijing!

"I'll go tell my big sister that you came to Beijing but didn't bother to find her," Zhao Xiaozuo grumbled after a while.

Summer looked at Zhao Xiaozhuo with contempt and said, "If I can't convince her, I’ll ask your sister for help. You’re really quite spineless."

Zhao Xiaozhuo was instantly depressed again. After a long time, he pouted angrily and said, "I'll just pretend that I never met you!"

After saying this, Zhao Xiaozhuo pulled Qin Xiaolu away. He really couldn't bear the continued disdain from Summer anymore; he felt it was best to keep his distance from this guy.

Seeing Zhao Xiaozhuo leave, Summer also tugged Mu Han into White Jade Tower. Although he hadn’t been there for a long time, the waiters seemed to recognize him—at least they recognized Mu Han—and treated them with exceptional courtesy, as if worried about any oversight in their service.

"Husband, do you believe that Bai Xiaolei will appear here after we finish our meal" In the private room, while waiting for the food to be served, Mu Han couldn't help but laugh softly and say this.

Summer smiled and replied, "Wife, actually, I think Little Black will show up before we even start eating."

"It can’t come that quickly, can it" Mu Han was a bit skeptical. However, the moment she finished speaking, the door of the private room was pushed open by a tall, broad-shouldered man wearing white西裝but with skin as dark as an African's.ming, An Xiaobei should have already placed the documents into one of the lockers and handed over the barcode to a local delivery service. Meier had already arranged for people to keep an eye on the l...