The next day.

Brian woke up due to his biological clock. He opened his eyes, and looked subconsciously at the one he held in his arms-Joanne was still asleep.

He carefully released Joanne, and at that moment, he heard the phone vibrate slightly.

He took it to have a look; it was a message from Gavin.

-"You guessed the web link right."

After clicking on the link behind the text, a piece of business news popped out.

-The newly-appointed CEO of the Scott Group took office today, revealing the mysterious identity.

The picture was a profile photo of Rowdy, a black and white style photo. By using effects of light and shadow, they made half of Rowdy's face sink into the dim light, and the other half dimly visible, which completely revealed his fortitude and bravery.

The reporter wrote that Rowdy had graduated from the Wharton School of Business and had very outstanding achievements on Wall Street. He was a high-profile Chinese-American financier. It was said that the act of Steven poaching him and letting him take care of Scott Groups might help the so-called "nursing home" create another decade of glory.

After watching the news, Brian's eyes flashed with some coldness. His finger moved and the phone exited the news interface.

When Steven announced that he would hire a professional manager to handle the Scott Group, he had already guessed that the mysterious professional manager was Rowdy.

What he didn't guess was that Rowdy had really dared to fake his resume so perfectly.

Graduated from Wharton, the wolf of Wall Street... Oh, how many investors would be fooled?

However, Rowdy became the CEO of the Scott Group, which was exactly what Brian wanted...

Joanne slept early the day before, so she had woken up that day a little earlier than usual. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Brian sitting on the bed with his back to her and she pulled his sleeve. "Husband."

Brian turned his head, the coldness in his eyes disappeared as soon as he saw Joanne, and he leaned over and kissed her on her forehead. "Want to get up?"

Joanne didn't want to lie on the bed today, she said "um", and was immediately lifted by Brian after she opened the quilt.

She leaned lazily and comfortably in his arms. "You'll spoil me by doing this."

Since returning, she had been attentively cared for by everyone, and if it continued like that, it wouldn't take long for her to become the most delicate pregnant woman in the world.

Brian was indifferent about it. "I like doing it."

Anyway, in his life, he would only spoil Joanne.

Joanne didn't say anything, but she already had a sweet feeling.

Brian held Joanne and took her to the bathroom. When she brushed her teeth, Joanne suddenly retched and did not spit out anything, but her stomach was uncomfortable.

Even if there was no danger, Brian's nerves were still tense, and he quickly took Joanne back to the room and asked her to lie down; he even didn't want her to go downstairs, and asked Martha to bring her breakfast.

"I'm really fine."

In order to prove that she did not lie, Joanne ate up the breakfast that Martha had brought over, but did not dare to drink milk. Martha asked the chef to squeeze her a cup of red jujube soya-bean milk.

Brian was still uneasy. "I'll stay with you at home." In case Joanne vomited again, he could do something as soon as possible.

When Joanne was trying to say something, the mobile phone suddenly rang at that moment and was connected. It was Wendy.

Wendy hesitated to ask, "Cousin, has your husband gone to work?"

Joanne glanced at Brian and asked in amazement. "Not yet. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just ..." After a long struggle, Wendy said truthfully, "I just want to ask how Gavin was. When he sent me back last night, he didn't seem very comfortable. He said it was because he didn't have a good rest since he was busy."

"So... do you want Brian not to arrange so much work for Gavin?" Joanne smiled in a ridiculous way.

"Uh, no! "I just..." Wendy subconsciously denied, but finally couldn't explain what she wanted to say, so she chose to be a tortoise. "Today I entered the operating room for the first time. I have a lot of preparations to do, I need to go!"

Wendy hung up the phone as if she were escaping to save her life, but Joanne was not in a hurry, and she looked like she was in a very good mood.

"Wendy's call?" Brian asked.

Joanne nodded and asked, "Is Gavin busier than you recently?"

"Well," Brian said, "There was something that I couldn't deal with in person and needed him to handle it."

"Wendy said that he seemed uncomfortable when driving home yesterday," Joanne just took the opportunity to persuade Brian, "You go to work. If Gavin is really uncomfortable, give him a vacation." She paused and said seriously, "Gavin is likely to be your future brother-in-law, don't let him get tired."

Brian frowned, and looked at Joanne, displeased. "You only care about your future brother-in-law?"

Hey, Mr. Brian was jealous!

Joanne touched his short black hair. "I feel sorrier for you, don't be too tired."

Brian then loosened his tight eyebrows and kissed Joanne's lips. "Don't hang in here if you are uncomfortable, call me."

Joanne nodded obediently, but Brian didn't believe she would be so obedient, and told Martha again before leaving the house.

After arriving at the company, Gavin was already in the office, and Brian knocked on the glass door.

No matter how close they were in private, there was still a boss-subordinate relationship in the company, and everything still followed the rules. Therefore, Brian usually called Gavin into the office, and rarely knocked on Gavin's office door.

Gavin thought it was his assistant and said without looking up, "Come in."

As soon as the door opened and heard the steady and powerful footsteps, Gavin immediately knew that it was Brian. He looked up in surprise, "I had not seen you; by nine o'clock I thought you were going to stay with your wife."

Brian didn't bother with Gavin's teasing. "Wendy said you were uncomfortable yesterday, was it so?"

"I'm not comfortable?" Gavin thought for a moment, and remembered the dizziness when he was on the highway yesterday. He smiled improperly and said, "I didn't have a good rest. It would be fine after I take a good sleep. But... why would Wendy tell you this?"

Brian raised eyebrows. "She called Joanne and asked me to arrange less work for you."

"..." Gavin's first reaction was that Brian was joking.

However, the possibility of Brian making jokes seemed to be as high as the chance of him being hit by a meteorite falling from the sky.

Gavin was stunned.

Brian hooked his lips and said, "Maybe it won't be long before you call me brother-in-law."

After speaking, Brian walked out of the office, leaving Gavin alone to face the cold wind in winter.

Over the past few years, he and Brian had been busy working on average for more than 12 hours a day in a year, and they both had some minor problems physically. For example, Brian had suffered from stomach problems.

But as long as it did not affect their work, they would barely care about those illnesses and minor pains, and did not have that kind of time to pay attention.

As for the sudden dizziness felt on the previous day, compared with the usual headache, it was not a problem at all.

But Wendy took it down and called Joanne.

Looking at Wendy's anxious expression that day, Gavin thought she was afraid she would be affected by a car accident, but he didn't expect her to really worry about him.

She still had some conscience.

Somehow, Gavin suddenly felt so good that he finished work at the fastest speed. Then, he waved his hands after work and said, "Let's go for dinner, it's on me!"

The secretary-assistants of the entire president's office cheered for joy. When they were about to leave, Brian stopped Gavin.

Gavin placed his hands in his pants pockets, and walked casually towards Brian. "We're off work, don't tell me you won't go home to accompany your wife today, and will have dinner with us?"

"You can't have that dinner today," Brian said, "Something happened to Wendy at the hospital. You go and have a check."

"What is it?" Gavin's tone suddenly became somber, "Is it serious?"

"Medical disturbance," Brian said, "She can't handle it alone, and Chris has no time. Later, she called Joanne, now you should go there immediately."

"I see."

Gavin turned and ran into the elevator. Several colleagues were discussing whether to eat Japanese or Thai food. He apologized and smiled, "I need to work overtime. Today's meal is on me. You can eat whatever you want, and I'll pay for that."

"Why do you need to work overtime? Wasn't everything done today?" Gavin was a master at regulating the atmosphere. There would be laughter whenever he was at a dinner. The colleagues all regretted and asked, "Can you deal with it tomorrow?"

Gavin shrugged, "Mr. Brian's order. I have to deal with it immediately."

They heard that it was Brian's order, and the secretaries and assistants suddenly went silent; they could only watch Gavin drive away with regret.

Gavin's goal was the 8th People's Hospital, and at that time, Wendy who was in the hospital was distracted.

She worked in cardiac surgery. That department usually treated critically ill patients. She had not been there long but had seen more than a dozen patients and their families separated from each other by death.

But she didn't expect that she would see death so closely and so soon.

At noon, she entered the operating room for the first time. Of course, she was not the main surgeon, but was there to do some work such as disinfection and some minor works. The doctor who took her there wanted to make her adapt to the operating environment as soon as possible.

The operation was performed on a critically ill patient. If the operation was successful, he might live another five or six years, but the success rate of the operation was only 25%.

The family lost the bet. The patient's body manifested a severe rejection during the operation, which caused the operation to fail and the patient died.

Wendy was stunned at the time, and recorded the time of death at the doctor's request. In the end, the surgeon even asked her to stitch the patient's incision.

She didn't know how she finished the suture. She only remembered when she went out and told the patient's family members about the bad result from surgery. The family members suddenly lost control, and they rushed up like human beasts and demanded for them to bring the patient's life back.

During that long internship, Wendy and several interns watched no less than 30 surgeries, and also saw cases of failure, but the patient died in an instant; it was unprecedented, and she no longer waited and saw through a layer of glass. She was in the operating room at the time, but she was powerless as a doctor.

Her inexplicable guilt prevented her from explaining, but the patient's daughter mistakenly thought that she had a bad attitude and pushed her hard. She momentarily stumbled because of it, then fell over the row of chairs; her forehead swelled and began to bleed. Then the family finally stopped.

At the time she was about to leave work at five o'clock, her family suddenly brought a banner with a bunch of people, blocking her way...