Chapter 306 - 117 Crossing Chen Cang secretly Yan Song is jealous_2
Nangong Yan chuckled softly, "You seem to be overly confident."
Yun Ya gave a slight confident smile, "Because I have the assurance."
Nangong Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly, "What are the conditions? Let’s hear them."
"As for what they are, I haven’t quite decided yet."
Nangong Yan shook his head with a chuckle, "You really know how to scheme."
"Have you thought it through?"
Nangong Yan looked at her and said, "Alright, I agree to your terms."
Yun Ya nodded and was about to leave, "I’m going to prepare for the surgery."
Her arm was suddenly grasped by a large palm, and before Yun Ya could react, her back slammed violently against the wall. The looming shadow above her and the heavy male pheromones enveloped her.
Yun Ya’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she spoke in a cold voice, "Please show some self-respect."
Nangong Yan’s fingers played with a strand of hair that had fallen beside Yun Ya’s ear, speaking softly, "What to do, I seem to be getting more and more interested in you, Dr. Nyx, oh no, I should say Miss Ji."
"What do you say, interested in becoming my girlfriend?"
This man had indeed checked her background.
Yun Ya’s expression remained unchanged as she responded coolly, "Thank you for the kind offer, sir, but I love my boyfriend very much and wouldn’t do anything to betray him."
"A wise bird chooses its tree to perch on, Miss Ji is an intelligent person. You should understand what choice is best for yourself. With me, you can have anything you desire. After all, I’ve always been very generous with women."
Yun Ya suddenly lifted her gaze to look at him, those clear and mysterious eyes causing Nangong Yan to pause for a moment. In that split second of distraction, a sharp pain hit his lower body, and Yun Ya had already slipped away from his grasp like an eel, her mocking voice reaching his ears without missing a beat.
"Sorry, I’m not interested in a stud."
Watching Yun Ya’s retreating figure, Nangong Yan huffed lightly, "The little thing is quite fierce."
He couldn’t resist licking his lips with his tongue, a playful and wicked air about him.
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Yun Ya changed into her surgical gown and walked onto the operating table with composure. Today’s surgery only involved four people: Yun Ya as the lead surgeon, Wei Qing as the assistant, with the remaining two—an anesthesiologist and a surgical nurse—being Nangong Yan’s people, ensuring utmost confidentiality.
The patient, already under anesthesia, lay on the operating table. This was the first time Yun Ya had seen this man.
He lay bare, with just a slight cover over his lower body. His exposed skin was frighteningly pale and thin, almost skeletal. He appeared to be about 182 centimeters tall, yet it was questionable if he weighed even 100 pounds.
Up close, he bore some resemblance to Nangong Yan, but looked even younger. His skin was pale as snow, and one could see the fine capillaries beneath his skin, spreading out like a net on his snow-white flesh, a somewhat harrowing sight.
A fragile and beautiful young man.
Yun Ya glanced at him only briefly before turning to the other operating table.
A woman under anesthesia was lying there, her features pure and beautiful like those of an angel. She slowly opened her eyes, her weak breath allowing her to utter, "Ah... Ah Yan... I’m... sorry...."
Yun Ya’s gaze was detached as she said, "Go on and reincarnate peacefully, I’ll make it less painful for you."
Without looking back at the despair in the woman’s eyes, she extended her right hand. Wei Qing immediately handed her the scalpel.
Yun Ya’s slender fingers grasped the scalpel and slowly made an incision in the center of the woman’s pale sternum...
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From noon to dusk, then to when night fell, the lights in the operating room remained on.
Nangong Yan sat quietly by the door of the operating room, fiddling with a lighter in his hand, flipping it open, then extinguishing it. The dim fire flickered in the gloomy corridor, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
As time ticked by, a growing sense of unease expanded in his heart.
Nangong Yan stared at the flame, his gaze dark and deep.
"Sir, you haven’t eaten anything since noon or evening. You won’t be able to hold up like this. I’ll go get you something to eat to hold you over...."
Nangong Yan did not respond.
Just then, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out.
Nangong Yan looked up abruptly, his eyes cold and deep blue.
His lips were tightly pursed.
A draft swept through the corridor, causing the flame to flicker uncertainly.
It was an agonizing wait.
Minutes later, the door to the operating room opened.
Yun Ya walked out with her mask removed. She looked extremely tired, her steps much heavier than before, and her eyes were dull, losing their usual brightness.
Suddenly, a person sprang out in front of her and grabbed her arm with great force, causing Yun Ya to frown in pain.
She looked up, and the man’s deep blue eyes were staring at her intently, giving off a sense of inescapability.