"What's wrong with your own son? You're almost turning the hospital into your home. He'll definitely end up being closer to me, his aunt." Xu Nianhua pursed her lips as she spoke. She knew just how busy Xu Nian'an was at the hospital—she'd even heard Su Xi complain that Xu Nian'an basically lived there, always drowning in endless work.
"Wife, I'm sorry." Xu Nian'an looked very meekly at Su Xi, admitting his mistake: "I've already spoken to the director. From now on, after work hours, I'm going home, no overtime!"
"Really?" Su Xi raised her eyebrows, still pretty skeptical about this.
Besides the hospital stuff, Xu Nian'an also had to worry about the boutique shops. Last year, Xu Nian'an managed to snag a spot for small goods at Yihua Wholesale Market, specializing in shipping products from Haicheng. In all of Ningbei, Xu Nian'an's small goods had the widest variety and lowest prices—lots of vendors would come to her for supply.
