Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Qu Hanwen, Xiao Zhuo

After Gu Lanting left, Gu Qinghuan began to set up their little temporary home.

Taking advantage of the children’s absence, she first unpacked their luggage and secretly sneaked a few more things out from her space.

The house had all the basic necessities, except for quilts. Quilts are rather personal, and she didn’t like using ones that others had used before.

So she took the opportunity to order two sets of bedding from the vending machine. Once she put on the covers, they could use them right away. She’d just tell the kids they found them in the owner’s closet. When it was time to leave, she could just pack them back into her space and take them along.

After setting up the two rooms and putting everything in order, Xu Huaian returned with the two children, each holding a stick of candied hawthorn.

“Mama, look! Daddy bought us candied hawthorn. It’s so yummy!” Beibei held hers up high, her mouth covered in sticky sugar bits.

Gu Qinghuan was just about to say something when Xu Huaian suddenly pulled out another stick of candied hawthorn from behind his back and handed it to her with a bright smile. “This one’s for you.”

Gu Qinghuan hadn’t expected to get one herself. She tried to play it cool, “It’s enough to buy for the kids. I’m an adult, I don’t need one.”

But the speed at which she snatched it up and the smile that bloomed on her face betrayed her good mood.

Xu Huaian grinned mischievously and teased her, pretending to swap the candied hawthorn to the other hand. “You don’t want it? Then I’ll eat it myself.”

Gu Qinghuan punched him hard. “Give it here! If you bought it for me, it’s mine.” She took a big bite—sweet and tangy, delicious.

Xu Huaian smiled dotingly, “It’s all yours. Take your time.” Then, just like he did with Dabao and Beibei, he reached out and patted her head.

Gu Qinghuan was too busy eating her candied hawthorn to notice his gesture.

Dabao and Beibei watched their parents’ interaction from the side, covering their mouths and giggling.

Daddy and Mommy are getting closer and closer! This is so nice.

With nothing to do that afternoon, Gu Qinghuan decided to take Xu Huaian to Jing City Hospital to see if there was a suitable psychologist for his treatment.

Other matters could wait.

Xu Huaian was a bit nervous, but he knew he had no reason to back out.

It wasn’t convenient to bring the kids to the hospital, so Gu Qinghuan discussed it with them. She asked them to stay home and practice their handwriting, promising to bring them something tasty when they got back.

There was no other way.

Luckily, the kids were well-behaved and knew their parents were handling important business.

Dabao, ever the sensible one, said, “Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll look after my sister. We won’t run around, won’t open the door to strangers, and won’t touch anything dangerous.”

Thanks to their parents’ usual guidance, the kids knew plenty of basic safety rules.

To prevent strangers from entering, Gu Qinghuan locked the door when they left.

The two of them took the bus straight to Jing City Hospital.

At the hospital entrance, Gu Qinghuan bought some fruit to bring along.

She planned to visit her grandfather’s old friend first. Not knowing what he liked, fruit was always a safe bet.

Xu Huaian noticed her unease and reassured her, “It’s okay. If he’s willing to help, that’s great. If not, that’s fine too.”

“I’m not worried about that. I’m just afraid Grandpa will be disappointed, so I’m a bit anxious.”

After asking around, they finally found their way to the director’s office.

There was none of the exaggerated drama you see in TV shows—no need to make an appointment or wait in line to see the director. None of that.

It was just an ordinary office, the paint on the door even peeling, with “Director’s Office” written on it.

*Knock knock.*

“Come in!” came a cultured voice from inside.

Gu Qinghuan opened the door to see a handsome middle-aged man looking at her in confusion.

“Comrade, can I help you?”

Gu Qinghuan wondered if she had the wrong place. Her grandfather’s friend should be at least sixty, right? Why did he look so young—and, honestly, so handsome!

He had that mature, uncle-type charm, dressed in a crisp Zhongshan suit that gave off a restrained, ascetic vibe.

She was so stunned for a moment that she forgot to reply. Xu Huaian poked her from behind, looking a little aggrieved.

Why did it seem like his wife was a sucker for good looks? That wouldn’t do—if she wanted to look at someone, it should only be him.

“Hello, are you Director Qu? Sorry to bother you. I’m Zhong Weiqian’s granddaughter. We actually have a favor to ask, and brought a small gift as a token of respect. Please accept it. Here’s a letter from my grandfather.”

Gu Qinghuan quickly set down the fruit basket as she spoke, taking a letter from her pocket and handing it over, her face always wearing a bright smile.

As the saying goes, you don’t hit someone who’s smiling at you.

Qu Hanwen’s eyebrows lifted slightly at the mention of Zhong Weiqian’s name.

He took the letter from Gu Qinghuan and read it carefully.

Gu Qinghuan and Xu Huaian waited nervously for his verdict.

After a few minutes, Qu Hanwen put down the letter and looked up at Gu Qinghuan.

“How has Brother Weiqian been lately?”

He was asking about her grandfather’s health—seemed like there was hope.

“Grandpa is still in good health.” Less is more, so Gu Qinghuan kept it brief.

Qu Hanwen nodded lightly.

“That’s good. Is it this young man who needs treatment?” He looked at Xu Huaian.

“Yes, could you please recommend a psychologist for us, Director Qu? His illness is psychological, so it’s rather tricky.”

Qu Hanwen didn’t ask further. He stood up and gestured for them to follow.

“Come with me. When it comes to psychologists, there’s no hospital better than ours in all of China.”

Gu Qinghuan was flattered. “Director Qu, we can’t trouble you to lead the way yourself.”

“I’m just a person—why can’t I lead the way?”

He really had quite the personality.

Qu Hanwen led them to a consulting room and knocked on the door. “Dr. Xiao, you’ve got a patient.”

Inside, a man was sprawled out, napping comfortably. At the sound, he snapped awake in an instant.

“Ah, coming, coming.”

He must have a pretty easy job.

Qu Hanwen seemed used to this and didn’t scold him. He turned to Gu Qinghuan and explained, “Dr. Xiao Zhuo is quite skilled in psychological treatment.” Though he does seem a bit unorthodox.

“Director Qu, why are you personally bringing patients to me today? Are they your relatives?” Dr. Xiao was quite a character—he spoke to the director with no formality at all. The funny thing was, Qu Hanwen didn’t seem to mind.

“Mm, my relatives. Please take good care of them.” Gu Qinghuan hadn’t expected Qu Hanwen to actually admit it.

Before, his reaction had been so calm that Gu Qinghuan thought he and her grandfather were just ordinary friends, nothing special. Looks like she was wrong—Director Qu really was a loyal friend.

Xiao Zhuo sat up straight at his desk.

“What’s the situation? Tell me about it.”"