Chapter 674 The Injury Refuses to Heal

"Some financial analysis type."

"This is San Francisco, USA. Financial analysis courses are basically in English. Do you understand?" Cheng Yingxuan pushed Yan Shiting's wheelchair to the side of the hospital bed and helped him lie down on the bed.

Xiaobao scratched his little head and said, "I can basically understand it. I can't understand some professional terms, so I just looked it up in the dictionary."

Yan Shiting was surprised, "Xiaobao's English is so good?"

"My mother sometimes hires tutors for me. It's mainly my mother who teaches me." Xiaobao said, "Sometimes Xuanxuan and I have English conversations at home."

"Xiaobao is really a little genius." Yan Shiting touched his little head. He really liked this little guy more and more. Unfortunately, he is not his biological son.

Xiaobao glanced at the wheelchair with his round eyes, his expression full of concern, "Uncle Yan, why were you in the wheelchair just now? Is your leg uncomfortable?"

"No." He shook his head, "The abdominal injury is not completely healed yet. Walking may cause shock to the wound. Sitting in a wheelchair won't cause that much of a shock."

"Oh." Xiaobao felt relieved a little, "It's not as long as the leg is also injured."

Yan Shiting laughed dumbly, "How can I be so vulnerable?" In fact, with his skills, there are few opponents in the world. This sneak attack on the operating table was an exception.

"Uncle Yan, when will you be fine? I won't go to the library or play tomorrow. I will also go for a walk with you."

"Okay." He nodded, and when his eyes fell on Cheng Xiaobao's face, there was a tenderness that he didn't even know he had.

A paternity test showed that Xiaobao was not his son. He was so desperate that he fell into hell, and his heart ached unbearably.

Whenever he sees Xiaobao, he feels indescribable love in his heart.

He never liked children, Xiaobao was an exception.

Cheng Yingxuan looked at the gentle look he looked at Xiaobao, and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

There was relief from the deep love between father and son, and there was also apology for hiding it from him.

Perhaps because of this apology, Cheng Yingxuan took care of Yan Shiting less reluctantly every day after that.

In other words, she took care of him because he threatened her, but in fact she was willing to do so.

Yan Shiting's eyes fell on Cheng Yingxuan's wrist. Her wrist was almost healed from the bruises caused by his hard grip. Her skin had returned to white, and he felt that it was much more pleasing to the eye.

Her skin is so good, there shouldn't be scars.

Cheng Yingxuan noticed that he was paying attention to her wrist, and knew that he was concerned about her wrist injury, and felt a little warm in her heart.

With Cheng Yingxuan's willingness, the lives of the three of them seemed to become happier every day.

Yan Shiting's stern face was often smiling.

Half a month later, the attending doctor Nick routinely checked Yan Shiting's abdominal injuries and said as usual, "Mr. Yan's injury has made progress and he still needs to rest for a while."

Although Cheng Yingxuan is not a doctor, her many years of career as a killer have given her good medical knowledge. "Is Yan Shiting's injury progressing?"

Xiaobao was anxious after hearing this, grabbed her clothes and asked, "Xuanxuan, has Uncle Yan's injury worsened?"

"It's not aggravation." Cheng Yingxuan said, "His injury is almost healed." She glanced at Nick, "You think so, doctor?"

"This..." Nick glanced at Yan Shiting, who was sitting on the hospital bed, seeming to be concentrating with his eyes closed. He hesitated and did not dare to say more.