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

Qi Wenshen stood in the corridor, staring at the tightly closed door, his face showing some displeasure.

The way she pushed him out the door made it seem like she'd been caught cheating.

Although their relationship is not yet defined.

Actions have already proven this.

They kissed, they touched, and I almost couldn't control myself.

But he was serious; he was serious.

He'll explain it to her tonight.

It's not a cousin to a cousin, it's a man to a woman.

He, Qi Wenshen, is in love with Shen Ruo.

Inside the door, Shen Ruo slumped in a chair, her hands cupping her face in the same spot Qi Wenshen had been holding. The heat under her palms was enough to fry an egg.

His warmth and breath still lingered on her lips, the touch of his fingers still lingered on her waist, and a certain part of her body was still tingling.

She thought of Qi Wenshen's eight-pack abs and V-line.

I thought of his handsome face that made people weak in the knees.

Ugh, Shen Ruo, you pervert!

Shen Ruo lowered her hand from her face and let out a long breath.

She wasn't won over by Qi Wenshen.

She herself, willingly, plunged headlong into it.

A third-floor girls' dormitory at a medical and nursing school in Beijing.

Eight or nine people were crammed into the six-person room. The beds were full of people sitting on the edge of the beds, and those who couldn't sit on the chairs sat cross-legged on the floor. Some were eating sunflower seeds, others were eating apples, and an old bed sheet that had somehow gotten its hands on was used as a tablecloth on the floor, covered with snacks.

"Let me tell you, my cousin went to the Second Municipal Hospital last year. She was exhausted and lost 15 pounds in three months."

A round-faced girl was cracking sunflower seeds with an exaggerated expression. "But she said she didn't regret it. The Second Municipal Hospital performs a lot of surgeries, and she learned more than she did in three years of school."

"Of course, big hospitals have more patients and more opportunities for procedures, but it's tiring."

Another girl with a ponytail chimed in, "My cousin went to the county hospital. It's a quiet place; she sits in the office all day drinking tea and reading newspapers. But she says she feels like a useless person; she's even gotten rusty at giving injections."

"So you're inclined to go to a large hospital?"

Someone asked.

"Of course! An internship only happens once. If you don't go to a big hospital to broaden your horizons, how will you put it on your resume later?"

"But the competition for big hospitals is so fierce. The school only allocates a few spots, and those whose grades aren't good enough don't even get a chance."

"Then try contacting them yourself. Use your connections, spend some money, and you'll be able to get in."

The conversation got more and more heated, and the girls chattered about whether it was better to go to a big hospital or a small hospital, and whether to follow the school's arrangements or contact the hospital themselves.

Ou Qi sat cross-legged on the top bunk, holding a bag of potato chips in her hands, crunching away. After listening for a while, she suddenly kicked the railing of the opposite bunk with her foot.

"Zhiyue, which hospital do you want to intern at?"

Wen Zhiyue sat on the lower bunk, holding a book called "Basic Nursing" in her hand, looking down at it.

Upon hearing Ou Qi's voice, she looked up, revealing a face so beautiful it was impossible to look away.

She has a small, palm-sized face with skin as white as fine porcelain, and two shallow dimples on her cheeks when she smiles.

Her beauty wasn't the aggressive kind, but rather the gentle kind that made you want to get closer.

Everyone in the dormitory says that if Wen Zhiyue were to become an actress, she would definitely become famous.

But she chose nursing as her major.

"Beijing No. 1 Hospital".

Wen Zhiyue closed the book, her voice soft but her tone firm.

The dormitory was quiet for a moment.

Beijing No. 1 Hospital.

It's the best tertiary hospital in the city, with its orthopedics department ranking first in the country. There are only a handful of internship spots available each year, making the competition so fierce it's almost brutal.

"Wow, Zhiyue, you have such high aspirations."

The round-faced girl gave a thumbs up.

The girl with the ponytail frowned. "It's not easy to get into the First Affiliated Hospital. The school has a limited number of spots, and you need to be in the top ten of your grade, plus you have to go through an interview."

Wen Zhiyue smiled, said nothing, and turned her gaze to Ou Qi.

Ou Qi stuffed the last potato chip into her mouth, patted the crumbs off her hands, flipped down from the top bunk, plopped down next to Wen Zhiyue, and lowered her voice.

"Let me tell you, I asked around among the senior students, and you can just buy one. It's not expensive, just this price."

Wen Zhiyue looked at the two fingers and frowned slightly.

"I won't buy it. What I learn in school should be put to good use. What's the difference between buying a spot and buying a diploma?"

Ou Qi paused for a moment, then laughed and patted Wen Zhiyue's shoulder: "Yeah, you're right. Then I won't buy any more. I'll go with you."

Wen Zhiyue's eyes flickered.

Ou Qi leaned closer and whispered mysteriously, "My mom knows someone at Beijing No. 1 Hospital. I'll have her get two spots for me."

Wen Zhiyue's eyes widened in surprise, her two shallow dimples becoming even more pronounced with her smile. "Really? If it works, there's no need to call and ask, and even if we ask, it might not be possible."

She emphasized the words "not necessarily," her tone carrying a bittersweet feeling of someone who had been through it all.

Ou Qi didn't notice anything amiss in her tone and casually waved her hand, "It's fine, she's best friends with my mom, their relationship is very strong, two internship spots are just a matter of a word."

Wen Zhiyue smiled at Ou Qi's confident demeanor, a gentle and grateful smile.

"Then I'll leave it to you. To show my gratitude, I'll treat you to milk tea."

"Okay, okay, I want taro boba, large, less ice, 30% sugar."

Ouqi placed the order without hesitation.

Wen Zhiyue smiled, picked up her phone, opened the food delivery app, and placed an order.

While placing the order, she accidentally swiped her finger across the screen and exited the food delivery interface, returning to the phone's home screen.

There is a folder on the screen named "Favorites".

She hesitated for a moment, then gently tapped the folder with her fingertip, and then opened the photo album.

At the very top of the album is a photo.

The man in the photo is wearing a white coat and standing at the door of the operating room, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a medical record folder.

He wasn't looking at the camera; his profile was sharply defined, with high, sharp brow bones, a straight nose, and slightly pursed thin lips, exuding an air of nobility.

Qi Wenshen.

The youngest chief surgeon in the Department of Orthopedics at Beijing No. 1 Hospital.

Wen Zhiyue's gaze fell on that face, her fingers gently stroking the edge of the phone screen, as if caressing a distant dream.

wait.

They will meet soon.

In her previous life, her interactions with Qi Wenshen ended with his seemingly harmless cousin.

Wen Zhiyue's eyes darkened, and the smile on her lips slowly faded.

A coldness, completely incongruous with her gentle appearance, appeared on that beautiful face.

In her previous life, when she first met Shen Ruo, the girl smiled sweetly and obediently, holding Qi Wenshen's arm and calling him "cousin" repeatedly in a soft voice.

Wen Zhiyue thought the girl was quite cute at the time, and even envied Qi Wenshen for having such a clingy cousin.

She never imagined that this seemingly harmless little girl would become the biggest calamity of her life.

Shen Ruo acts one way in front of Qi Wenshen, but another way in front of her.

In front of Qi Wenshen, she spoke as sweetly as if she had been coated with honey.

As soon as Qi Wenshen turned around, Shen Ruo's gaze towards her was like that of poison.

She didn't know why.

She had never offended Shen Ruo; in fact, she had always tried to please her.

I bought her milk tea, helped her register for an appointment, and accompanied her shopping.

But Shen Ruo just didn't like her, or rather, she deliberately wanted to ruin her.

That car accident.

Wen Zhiyue felt a faint pain on her face.

That car accident was not an accident.

She sat in the passenger seat; Shen Ruo was driving.

The guardrails on that section of road were clearly fine, but Shen Ruo still managed to veer off at a sharp bend.

The car rolled three times, and the airbags deployed, saving her life but not her face.

A shard of glass grazed her left cheek, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound from her cheekbone to her jaw.

She had over forty stitches and three reconstructive surgeries, but the scar still clung to her face like a centipede—grotesque, ugly, and never going away.

She couldn't go on living with that face.

I look like a monster in the mirror.

The way passersby looked at her was like they were looking at a monster.

Even her parents, when they see her, will have a hint of pity and heartache in their eyes, a look that is more cruel than disgust.

She chose to leave quietly by herself.

Only after her death did she learn that Shen Ruo loved Qi Wenshen.

Then she saw Qi Wenshen taking revenge on Shen Ruo for her sake.

As Wen Zhiyue looked at Qi Wenshen's photo on her phone screen, the undercurrent in her eyes slowly subsided.

She will never give Qi Wenshen's cousin another chance in this lifetime.

This time, she will definitely not go against Shen Ruo again.

In her previous life, she was incredibly foolish.

Shen Ruo provoked her, and she retaliated.

Shen Ruo framed her, and she defended herself.

When Shen Ruo pretended to be pitiful in front of Qi Wenshen, she presented the facts and reasoned with him.

The results of it?

Every time, she was completely under Shen Ruo's thumb.

In this life, she won't.

She will no longer confront Shen Ruo directly, will no longer defend herself to Qi Wenshen, and will no longer give Shen Ruo any chance to play the victim.

All she had to do was patiently let Qi Wenshen see her good qualities.

Gentle, considerate, understanding, never argues or fights, never cries or makes a fuss.

She is Wen Zhiyue, and these are her inherent advantages, but she forgot to use them all in her previous life.

In this life, she will make the most of these advantages.

Shen Ruo?

Let her make a scene.

Given the choice between a woman who's always making a fuss and a woman who's always gentle, which would a man choose?

Wen Zhiyue's lips curved slightly, her smile still gentle, but what lay beneath that gentleness was colder than a blade.

The orthopedic ward nurses' station on the fifth floor of Beijing No. 1 Hospital.

Shen Ruo was bending over, sorting through medical records.

Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back, as if someone had blew a cold breath on the back of her neck, and she involuntarily shivered.

"hiss……"

She shrank back, almost dropping the medical record in her hand.

The feeling was strange; it wasn't the coolness of an air conditioner, but a chill that seeped into her bones, as if something unseen was approaching her from behind and pressing against her back before she could even react.

Pshaw!

Don't scare people in broad daylight.

Shen Ruo put down the medical record, reached out and touched her arm; goosebumps rose on her skin.

She stood at the nurses' station, surrounded by colleagues and patients coming and going. Everything was normal, as normal as could be.

But Shen Ruo felt that something was wrong.

She subconsciously glanced back at the corridor.

The corridor was empty, ending at the elevator doors. The numbers above the elevator were jumping, from the third floor to the fourth floor, and then back down.

A patient was helped out of the elevator by his family and slowly walked towards the ward.

Nothing unusual.

Shen Ruo lowered her hand, and goosebumps rose on her skin that wouldn't go away.

"What's wrong? You look so pale?"

Nurse Xiao Chen passed by her carrying a treatment tray and glanced at her.

Shen Ruo smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a little cold."

Nurse Chen glanced at the thermometer and hygrometer on the wall. "Cold? Twenty-five degrees, not cold at all. Do you have a cold?"

Shen Ruo didn't explain further, "Maybe, drinking some hot water will do the trick."

She went to the water dispenser and filled a cup with hot water, holding the cup in both hands to let the warmth of the cup transfer to her palms.

The hot water warmed her hands and her stomach, but it couldn't dispel the vague unease in her heart.

Shen Ruo stood by the window, looking at the sky outside.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, the sun was shining brightly, and everything was beautiful.

But she always felt that something was on its way.

Shen Ruo took a sip of hot water and suppressed the thought.

I probably didn't sleep well last night.

Shen Ruo put down the cup, returned to the nurses' station, picked up the stack of unfinished medical records, and continued working.

She temporarily put that ominous premonition out of her mind.