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Li Ying slapped himself across the cheek, and not lightly.
That helped. He then focused on keeping his breath controlled and kept his eyes on the clinic door where Hanjun hadentered.
Chapter 32: Playing Dirty
Hanjun walked calmly to the receptionist. “Hello. Where might I find Doctor Wang’s office?”
The receptionist looked at him, confused. “Do you have an appointment?”
“No, but my fiancée did. Li Ying. My name is Wu Hanjun, I would like to talk with the doctor who performed her premarital checkup to confirm schedules, as my fiancée will have to return to America later this week, and we would like to get married before that. There is still some time left for her appointment, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Doctor Wang is in room number three.” She pointed, and Hanjun nodded in thanks and went.
Hanjun didn’t knock. He entered the office just as Wang Yang was about to head out with the samples, and they stood almost toe-to-toe. She looked up at the taller man with a frozen expression.
“Please sit down, Wang Yan,” Hanjun spoke calmly and walked in after closing the door, driving the woman ahead of him.
Wang Yan backed up to her desk and sat, putting down the samples. Hanjun pulled out the other chair and sat opposite her,crossing his hands on the table before him, leaning in towards his distant cousin.
“What are you doing here?” Hanjun asked, still deadly calm.
Wang Yan answered immediately, “Wang Guosheng sent me. I couldn’t say no.”
“Please recognize that you are in a very bad position right now, and consider your following actionsverycarefully. There is still a way out of this for you with your career intact,” Hanjun said. “I believe I know what Wang Guosheng wants by having his litter meddle in our marriage process. Why doyouthink you are here?”
“It’s inopportune for him that you should marry and have a child, Mister Wu. I am certain he wants to make that threat empty, by making you two unable to marry.”
“Stop beating around the bush. What did he tell you to do here?”
“To make it so that Li Ying would be ineligible to be married to you.”
“By what means?”
“I could think of many ways to do that: by mixing Li Ying’s blood samples with those of an HIV-positive patient, or of a patient with another serious disease or genetic defect.”
“Most such diseases can be treated and marriage allowed after a therapeutic level of treatment has been achieved. You must have had something more specific in mind, or did you truly have no plan at this point?”
Wang Yan remained calm under Hanjun’s pressure, “I didn’t have such a plan, no.”
“I don’t believe you,” Hanjun said more firmly and lowered his head, staring at Wang Yan from under his brow. “Talk.”
“I didn’t have a plan, because I wasn’t going to do anything like that.”
“Then what were you going to do? I’m starting to believe you are not fully cooperating with me, Wang Yan.” Hanjun’s voice had lowered an octave, and now Wang Yan tensed.
Wang Yan swallowed. “The truth is…” She reached for her pocket.
Hanjun didn’t move. Wang Yan took out her phone and showed him a picture: it was of herself and another woman, embracing, and Wang Yan was kissing the woman’s cheek while she was taking the picture.
“I’m a lesbian. I have a girlfriend whom I love.”
Hanjun was not distracted, but he let her speak.
“Wang Guosheng suspects Li Ying is a man,” the doctress revealed. “He wanted me to confirm this and then reveal her, making your marriage impossible under any circumstances and ruining your reputation. I wasn’t going to do that. I was going to say Li Ying is a woman, no matter what the truth was. I’m not fond of Wang Guosheng, he treats even his own family like things, and I couldn’t let him use me to ruin the chance for happiness of someone… like me. I couldn’t live with myself.”
Hanjun looked at the picture, then back up at Wang Yan’s face. She seemed to speak the truth.
Hanjun nodded. “And do you believe Li Ying is a man?”
