After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

"You're drunk, go to sleep."

"I'm not drunk."

Shen Ruo stubbornly denied it, then her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears streamed down her face. "I know... I know everything... We'll break up sooner or later... You'll fall for Wen Zhiyue eventually..."

She raised her hand and wiped it haphazardly, but couldn't get it clean. Her nose turned red from crying.

"But I can't bear to part with you... I really can't bear to..."

Qi Wenshen felt a sharp pain in his heart from her vague words.

He tightened his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head. "Shen Ruo, listen carefully, I will not leave you, nor will I fall in love with anyone else, only you."

Shen Ruo lifted her head from his embrace, looking at him with teary eyes, and tilted her head slightly.

She snorted, her voice thick with nasal congestion and the smell of alcohol, "A man's mouth... a lying devil..."

After saying that, she angrily pushed him away, stood up unsteadily, took two stumbling steps, collapsed onto the sofa, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep instantly.

Her breathing was even and deep, with undried tears still clinging to her eyelashes, and her brow slightly furrowed.

Qi Wen squatted down, resting his arms on the edge of the sofa, and quietly watched her.

The young woman's cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and a tear clung to the corner of her eye, about to fall.

The faint sadness between his brows pierced his heart deeply.

He had no idea what those strange things she was saying meant.

He placed a very light kiss on her forehead, then picked her up along with the blanket and tiptoed towards the bedroom.

No matter what nonsense she was spouting, he would never fall in love with anyone else.

Shen Ruo stirred in his arms, unconsciously snuggling closer to his chest, finding a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Shen Ruo woke up, her head was dizzy and throbbing.

She groggily reached for her phone on the bedside table, squinted at it, and saw it was past nine o'clock.

She turned over, and there was a red dot in Qi Wenshen's chat box on her phone screen.

When I opened it, I saw that the message was sent at 8 o'clock.

[Go back to the hospital for surgery.]

Shen Ruo shoved her phone against her chest and collapsed back onto the bed.

She said it herself, orthopedic surgeons are all top-notch, how could they be so relaxed as to work the night shift with her?

She replied.

Time to get up and get ready for breakfast.

The other party replied instantly.

【Yes, Sister Chen made steamed buns and soy milk; they're in the pot.】

Shen Ruo typed another line, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "I...didn't throw up last night, right?"

【No.】

Shen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Wenshen's new message popped up again: "[He wanted me to watch you do a striptease, and when I said I wouldn't, he just kept crying.]"

Shen Ruo: "..."

a bolt from the blue!

She tried hard to recall the fragments of last night, but her memory was completely blank, not even a trace remained.

impossible?

Is she really that bad when she's drunk?

No matter how drunk she is, she wouldn't do a striptease, right?

You're spreading rumors; I have impeccable manners when drunk.

I filmed a video, do you want me to send it to you?

Shen Ruo stared at the line of words and fell silent.

Then she threw her phone onto the bed, burrowed under the covers, and let out a wail.

Oh no, I've really embarrassed myself.

Is her drinking behavior really that bad?

Before transmigrating into the book, she was someone who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. So what's wrong with the original owner's body now?

Aside from her good figure, she has nothing else to offer.

Shen Ruo stayed under the covers for a while before finally getting out of bed, rubbing her temples as she did so.

When I got to the restaurant, I lifted the pot lid and found the steaming dumplings still inside, with a bowl of soy milk next to them.

She sat down, eating while taking out her phone. Qi Wenshen's chat window was quiet, with no new messages.

I guess he's busy in the operating room and doesn't have time to tease her.

Qi Wenshen sat down and looked at the surgical plan that Xiao Lin handed him. He glanced at his phone occasionally, but the woman on the other end of the line hadn't replied.

He could picture her rolling around in frustration on the bed.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved slightly, which startled Xiao Lin, who was standing next to him, and he almost thought he was seeing things.

Is Director Qi in such a good mood today?

He usually has a cold face before entering the operating room, but he actually smiled today.

"Xiao Lin, go and arrange for the patient to prepare for surgery. You will be the surgeon today."

Xiao Lin was a little nervous, "But..."

"No buts. I'm watching from the sidelines, and I trust you."

"Okay, Dr. Qi."

Xiao Lin's tense heart calmed down, and he felt a little excited at the same time.

In the years I've followed Dr. Qi, I've performed many minor surgeries, but while I've participated in countless major surgeries, I've never been the lead surgeon.

At the same time, Wen Zhiyue was busy in the emergency room all morning, her eyes scanning back and forth several times, but she still couldn't see Shen Ruo's figure.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Slacking off again?

It's good to be lazy.

That's how Shen Ruo can roll fast and far.

Wen Zhiyue carried the medicine tray from the treatment table back to the dressing room. The head nurse of the emergency department happened to come out of the next examination room and waved to her when she saw her. "Wen Zhiyue, go to the orthopedics department and take this test report to Director Qi."

After saying that, he stuffed a form into her hand and left.

Wen Zhiyue looked down at the test results in her hand, and her heart skipped a beat.

orthopedics.

Qi Wenshen.

She took a deep breath, took the test results, and walked towards the orthopedics department, her mind racing with thoughts of what to say and what to do.

She walked to the door of Qi Wenshen's clinic. The door was ajar, and she could hear him talking to a patient inside.

Wen Zhiyue stood at the door for a while, and only after the patient inside came out did she raise her hand to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Qi Wenshen didn't look up; he was looking down at the medical records in his hand.

Wen Zhiyue pushed open the door and walked in, placing the test results on his desk. "Director Qi, these are the test results sent from the emergency room."

Qi Wenshen hummed in response, still without looking up, and turned a page of the medical record.

The consultation room was quiet, with only the sound of pen nibs scratching paper.

Wen Zhiyue didn't leave.

She stood in front of the desk, watching Qi Wenshen write with his head down, and the desire that had been suppressed in her heart all night surged up again.

The more she thought about it, the more resentful she became, and the more she felt she deserved it.

In his past life, Qi Wenshen clearly liked her, and he was willing to do anything for her.

What went wrong in my life?

Wen Zhiyue spoke, her voice carrying a resolute determination, "Director Qi, I have something to say to you."

Qi Wenshen finally raised his head, and when he saw that it was her, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

It's that little nurse again.

"explain."

His tone was indifferent, without impatience, but also devoid of any warmth.

Wen Zhiyue talked about her past life and this life.

From her obsession with him to everything he did for her in her past life, she looked him straight in the eye and said, "You and I are a match made in heaven. In our past life, you tortured Shen Ruo to death on the operating table for my sake. I don't know what went wrong in this life, but please believe me, I am the one you love the most."