Chapter 199 - 111: I Made You an Appointment with a TCM Doctor

Chapter 199: Chapter 111: I Made You an Appointment with a TCM Doctor

Chen Yuan had class today, so Jiang Wanyi didn’t wait for him to wake up to cook like she usually did. Instead, she made the noodles as quietly as she could.

Around seven o’clock, she placed the noodles and milk on the table. There was still no sound from Chen Yuan’s room, so she tiptoed over.

She gently opened the door and saw Chen Yuan lying on his side with one arm wrapped around the baby. Mili was nestled in his embrace, snoring softly and rhythmically.

As a teacher, Jiang Wanyi disliked students being late or asking for leave unless there were special circumstances.

She had made breakfast early so that Chen Yuan could eat and head straight to class.

But now, seeing him still fast asleep and hearing his rhythmic snores, Jiang Wanyi didn’t have the heart to wake him.

’Let him sleep.’

Quietly closing the door, Jiang Wanyi went to the dining table and ate the bowl of noodles. Then, she put the milk away.

As for Chen Yuan’s breakfast, she would simply make him another bowl later.

Time passed, and it wasn’t until a little after eight o’clock, when she heard the baby crying, that Jiang Wanyi went to Chen Yuan’s room.

She saw him, his hair a rumpled mess, picking up the baby.

Jiang Wanyi hurried over and took the baby from him.

"You can sleep a little longer. I’ll make you something to eat after I feed the baby."

"Don’t worry about it, I can just eat out. You should get some rest," Chen Yuan mumbled, still half-asleep.

"It’s fine, I’m not tired. You go back to sleep."

Jiang Wanyi left with the baby. Chen Yuan glanced at his phone—it was already past eight.

’Class is about to start. It’s too late to make it, so I might as well just skip it.’

He sent a message to Liu Shiyu, asking him to report his absence. He could just submit the official leave request form later.

He closed his eyes and dozed off again, only getting up when he heard Mili’s babbling.

"The baby’s finished eating. I’ll go make you some noodles."

"Don’t go to the trouble. I can just grab a bite outside."

"It’s no trouble. Go get washed up."

"Okay."

Chen Yuan went to the bathroom and quickly washed up.

When he came out, Jiang Wanyi was busy in the kitchen.

She had placed Mili in her little stroller. The baby was holding the small pinwheel they had bought yesterday, and a phone on the dining table was playing a fairytale. This method almost never failed to keep Mili calm.

"Goo goo, ga ga..."

"Daddy, hugs."

Chen Yuan chuckled and walked over, lifting Mili into her playpen.

He was still a bit drowsy even after washing his face, so he lay down on the play mat. Mili started clambering all over him, rolling back and forth...

From the kitchen, Jiang Wanyi’s gaze fell upon the two of them.

She felt a warmth in her heart, but also a pang of sympathy for Chen Yuan. He’d been working so hard lately.

Soon, the seafood noodles were ready. Jiang Wanyi brought them to the dining table and reheated the cup of milk.

"Alright you two, stop playing. Time to eat."

"Let’s go, time to eat!"

Chen Yuan lifted the baby out of the playpen, and Jiang Wanyi took her from him.

"I was just thinking, when we take the baby for her vaccinations on Thursday, I’m taking you to see a doctor too."

"Huh? Take me to see a doctor for what?"

"You can’t keep staying up so late. You need to get checked out. If it’s something serious, I’m forbidding you from putting the baby to sleep from now on."

"Hey now, is this how you repay my kindness?" Chen Yuan said.

"The big decline doesn’t start until after 25. I’m perfectly fine right now. How could anything be wrong?"

"Absolutely not!" Jiang Wanyi said firmly.

"Anyway, it’s decided. I’ve already made an appointment for you for Thursday afternoon. We’re going to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

"Just listen to me for a second."

"I’m not listening. You’re listening to me on this. You have to go on Thursday."

"Ugh..."

’This woman is so pushy!’

After he finished eating, Jiang Wanyi didn’t keep Chen Yuan any longer. In her eyes, nothing was more important than his studies.

"Daddy’s leaving now. Go give Daddy a kiss."

Jiang Wanyi held the baby, whispering softly as she brought Mili closer to him.

Mili didn’t know how to give kisses yet, so Jiang Wanyi, still holding her, guided her forward to kiss Chen Yuan on the lips.

"Hey, you can’t do that!"

"What’s wrong?"

"We can’t kiss on the mouth. A kiss on the cheek is fine."

Jiang Wanyi paused for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh.

"You’re so old-fashioned. She’s only nine months old, what’s there to worry about? I kiss her on the mouth all the time."

On this topic, their opinions were mostly similar, but with some slight differences.

If the child were older, kissing someone of the opposite sex on the lips would certainly be out of the question. But the baby was still so young, and the person in question was Chen Yuan, so she didn’t think it was a big deal.

In fact, even if she were a bit older, Jiang Wanyi might still have thought it was fine. She just hadn’t expected Chen Yuan to be so concerned about it.

"You’re her mother, so it’s okay for you to kiss her on the mouth. But I can’t. We can only do cheek kisses."

"So old-fashioned. And here I thought you were Gen Z. Hmph."

Jiang Wanyi held the baby and had her give Chen Yuan a kiss on the cheek.

"Good girl, Mili."

Chen Yuan also gave Mili a kiss on her cheek, then looked at Jiang Wanyi.

"I’m off."

"Okay, go on."

Chen Yuan left, and Jiang Wanyi closed the door behind him.

’Thinking back on all their moments together, she realized that every time Chen Yuan kissed her, it was always on the cheek.’

’Hmph!’

’So old-fashioned!’

’Still, he’s a really good man. A really, really good man...’

...

After leaving the apartment, Chen Yuan headed to school.

He had just found a seat in the back row when Wang Wei approached him.

"Chen Yuan, can you do me a favor?"

Glancing at Wang Wei, whose style was even more masculine than his own, Chen Yuan had a sudden, bad feeling.

"Your family isn’t looking to recruit a live-in son-in-law, are they?"

’Brother Wei’s family was pretty well-off. They were locals, and her parents were both civil servants, so their circumstances were quite good.’

"What are you talking about? I need to talk to you about something serious."

"What’s so serious?"

"We made it to the finals of the debate tournament!"

"That’s great! When’s the match? I’ll come be in the audience and cheer you guys on."

Chen Yuan wasn’t just making an empty promise. When he had participated in the campus singing competition, his classmates had all shown up to support him. Now that they needed him, he would definitely return the favor.