Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  Today is Yang Zongbao, Feng Wei and Zhou Xun's night shift in the emergency department. After hastily eating dinner, they returned to the emergency room.

  Yang Zongbao still stared at the surgical tape from various top hospitals around the world that George had brought for him. Zhou Xun was lying on the small bed in the emergency room, sleeping with her face covered with the latest issue of "Pyboy". Feng Wei was leaning on the table playing with his phone, don't know which little girl he was bothering, and from time to time crunching potato chips in his mouth.

  It's not very busy tonight, just some minor injuries and illnesses, Feng Wei can handle it, anyway he also needs to move more and lose weight.

  "Ah, I'm exhausted to death!" Feng Wei let out a miserable cry and plopped down in his swivel chair, making it creak loudly, which made Yang Zongbao feel frightened.

  Feng Wei had not sat for long when a nurse on duty hastily pushed open the emergency room door and shouted, "There's a casualty!"

  Yang Zongbao immediately got up, put on his clothes and followed the nurse to rush out. He didn't forget to turn back and instruct Feng Wei: "Wake up Zhou Xun that kid and bring him over."

  Feng Wei let out a weak groan and pulled Zhou Xun down with him, dragging him as he ran.

  Yang Zongbao took over the wounded soldier's medical report from the nurse and asked: "What happened?"

  "She was a boarding school girl who went back late, the school gate was locked, and she had no choice but to climb over the fence to get in. As a result, her thigh got pierced by an arrow on the fence."

  Yang Zongbao nodded, he scanned the report, his brow furrowed, "Was the main artery injured?"

  "Uh, although I've done some simple treatment, it still can't stop the bleeding."

  "Do you know your blood type?"

  "She knew there was a medical insurance card in her bag."

  "Prepare five units of blood."

  "Alright." The nurse turned and ran towards the blood bank.

  Yang Zongbao simply examined the wound and decided to operate to remove the arrow. He and Feng Wei, Zhou Xun put on their surgical gowns and stood under the shadowless lamp.

  "Anesthetize." Yang Zongbao ordered.

  "Ah!" Zhou Xun slowly pushed the anesthetic into the wounded soldier's body.

  After the anesthetic took effect, Yang Zongbao and Feng Wei began the operation.

  The operation was very successful and the injured person was wheeled out of the operating room at around 1:30.

  Yang Zongbao changed his clothes and returned to the emergency room, only to find a missed call from Yang Fenghua on his phone. He checked the time and realized it was when he just entered the operating room. After some thought, he prepared to return the call, but before he could dial, Yang Fenghua's call came in.

  "Zong Bao." Yang Fenghua's voice was somewhat tired.

  "Huh?"

  "Yang Shuo is dead, he committed suicide in prison by biting his tongue, and no one found out."

  "Killed by fear of punishment?"

  "Probably." Yang Fenghua rubbed her brow on the other end of the phone, "The trial is tomorrow and this matter is too big. Even if he doesn't die now, he will be sentenced to death, and it's possible that his family will also be implicated."

  "I didn't expect him to be so stubborn." Yang Zongbao sighed and said, "You should get some rest early, you've been working hard for the past few days."

  "Uh, you be careful too." After saying that, Yang Fenghua hung up the phone.

  Put down the phone, Yang Zongbao sat on the chair. He had expected this result long ago and wasn't surprised at all. He was just worried about one person. Without thinking, he suddenly wanted to go back. He stood up and said to Feng Wei, who was still playing with his phone: "I'm a bit tired, I'll go back first, you take care of it."

  Feng Wei nodded silently, who let Yang Zongbao be the big boss of the hospital?

  At night, there were few vehicles on the road, and Yang Zongbao's speed was also very fast. The journey that usually took an hour only took him half an hour this time.

  "Ding~"

  The elevator door on the top floor slowly opened, and Yang Zongbao saw at a glance that the thin and familiar figure was squatting in front of his apartment door. The little one next to her looked up at Yang Zongbao following the sound of the elevator, happily waving his small hands and shouting: "Uncle Sugar! Uncle Sugar!"

  After Yang Kui shouted, some lost Aiyue also came back to her senses and looked up at Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao looked at Avril, and the fire that had been suppressed in his heart for many years finally burst out. Avril's originally delicate face was now swollen on one side, with five finger marks clearly visible, a woman's palm print.

  Yang Zongbao shook slightly, suppressing his anger, and walked over to pick up Yang Heng. He took out a piece of candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into her mouth. With one hand free, he pulled up Evie, smoothed out her disheveled hair, and let out a gentle sigh: "Let's go inside."

  Yang Zongbao opened the door and brought Avril in. Before they even entered the living room, they heard intense gunfire coming from Er Bao's room. Yang Zongbao furrowed his brow and shouted: "Er Bao, get out here!"

  With a swish, the sound of gunfire disappeared without a trace. Er Bao's stout head stretched out from the doorway and saw Yang Zongbao, saying: "Brother-in-law, why did you come back so early today? Hmm, isn't that Sister Aiyue? How...

  "Go quickly and pour a glass of water for your fifth sister, then bring me my medicine box." Yang Zongbao let Aiwier sit on the sofa and put down Yang Ying from his arms.

  "How did you become the fifth sister?" Oh...... Er Bao had an epiphany, then quickly went to pour a glass of water for Eve, and brought over Yang Zongbao's medicine box.

  "Come on, take Yang Kai in to play." After finishing speaking, Yang Zongbao patted Yang Heng's head, "Go and play with your uncle first, sleep when you're tired."

  "Uh-huh." Yang Kui followed Er Bao into the room, leaving only Yang Zongbao and Eve in the living room.

  The two men sat facing each other without speaking first. Yang Zongbao was a bit annoyed, took out the special cigarette that Bao Guo had respectfully given him from the tea table, and lit it up.

  Not having taken a few puffs, Evie sitting opposite him suddenly started coughing violently. Yang Zongbao only then remembered that Evie couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, he hastily extinguished the cigarette butt, stood up and patted Evie's back.

  Suddenly, Avril threw her arms around Yang Zongbao's waist, buried her head in his chest and burst into tears. Yang Zongbao could only gently stroke her hair, just like when they were young, without saying a word.

  Avril cried for a while and calmed down, letting go of Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao also pulled over a stool and sat in front of Avril, looking at the palm print on her face.

  He reached out his hand with some heartache and gently stroked the palm print on Evie's face. Evie's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move.

  "Is it Shen Rou?" he asked softly.

  Avril nodded slightly.

  "Hmm!" Although he already knew the answer in his heart, Yang Zongbao still felt angry when he heard Aiyue say it herself. He opened his medicine box, took out some ointment and gently applied it to the palm print on Aiyue's face, then used tuina to activate blood circulation and remove stasis.

  "What else did she say?"

  "She said I'm a jinx, a broom star, and that Yang Heng is a wild seed, a scourge, always bringing bad luck to the Yang family." Although Evie didn't understand what "broom star" or "jinx" meant, she knew it wasn't anything good. She thought of how unwelcome she was in the Yang household again and began to cry softly.

  Yang Zongbao felt a pang in his heart, knowing how Avril was treated in the Yang household. He put down the ointment and wrapped his arms around Avril, letting her rest on his shoulder.

  Avril wrapped her arms around Yang Zongbao's neck, reluctant to let go for a long time. Yang Zongbao also held him like this, gently patting Avril's back with his hand.

  After a while, Yang Zongbao finally felt that the cute person in his arms had stopped crying and was quietly lying on his shoulder. Yang Zongbao sniffed the familiar fragrance at the tip of his nose and asked against Aileen's ear: "Have you decided?"

  Avril replied in a mosquito-like humming voice: "En."

  "No regrets?"

  "En." The voice was even softer.

  "Move tomorrow and live with Fenghuang and them?"

  The sound stopped, Yang Zongbao heard Aiyue's regular breathing and knew she was asleep. He didn't wake her up, but instead carried Aiyue into the guest room with a princess carry, gently placing her on the bed and covering her with a quilt.

  Looking at her pale face, Yang Zongbao leaned over and kissed her forehead, then turned off the light and went out.

  Yang Zongbao stood on the balcony, looking at the lush green city and felt a bit annoyed. He shook his head to clear himself up. He took out his phone and dialed Yang Fenghua's number.

  Phoenix

  "What's wrong?"

  "Tomorrow, pick Avril up and take her to the mountain villa."

  "Got it?"

  "Hmm, Shen Rou drove her out."

  "Oh, okay then."

  "You'd better be prepared, this time I'll make the Shen family pay back their debt in blood."

  "Uh-huh, got it."

  Yang Zongbao hung up the phone, stretched out his arms, took a deep breath, and smiled with a grin, feeling very comfortable.

  There is a foodie little friend who is dissatisfied with my arrangement of Avril, and wrote a same-person fan fiction to vent his discontent.

  I'm a sinner.