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

Qi Wenshen went to see Wei Jing before the clinic opened.

Wei Jing's office door was open. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Qi Wenshen walk in expressionlessly. He immediately had a bad feeling.

When someone takes the initiative to approach him, it's usually not for anything good.

The last time I approached him, I borrowed a box of imported coffee beans he had just bought, and I haven't returned them yet.

The time before last, we asked him to help us skip the line for an emergency surgery, and he agreed. As a result, the medical affairs department nagged him about it for half a month.

Wei Jing looked at him with a smile, "What a rare guest! Dr. Qi, what brings you here?"

"I want a private lounge."

Wei Jing was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had misheard.

"I offered you a room to choose from before, and you said no, you just wanted anywhere to rest for a while. Now you're telling me you want a private lounge?"

Wei Jing looked him up and down, his gaze sweeping over his cold face.

"What's wrong? Suddenly you're being picky? Is someone in the communal restroom snoring and disturbing your rest, or have you finally realized you deserve a private room?"

Qi Wenshen didn't explain, he just sat there watching him, his gaze so calm that it left him defenseless.

But Wei Jing was not afraid.

He suddenly remembered something else, "Oh right, your cousin announced she's no longer single, did you see her post on WeChat Moments?"

"You must know who it is, right? Who is it? Do I know them? Which department are they from?"

Qi Wenshen looked at him with obvious disdain.

"If you're so gossipy, becoming a paparazzi would be perfect for you. The entertainment section of the Beijing Evening News is hiring; shall I submit your resume?"

Wei Jing was taken aback. He opened his mouth as if to refute, but he was indeed gossiping.

He was too curious.

Is that person even more outstanding than him?

Wei Jing persisted, "Just tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone."

Qi Wenshen stood up. "The key to that lounge on the top floor, now, immediately."

Looking at his uncompromising expression, Wei Jing knew that he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him today.

He reluctantly pulled a bunch of keys from the drawer, found the room on the top floor, but couldn't help but add, "Seriously, that lounge hasn't been used in a long time. The administration department said they were going to clean it, but they haven't arranged it yet. It's probably full of dust. Are you sure you want that one? Isn't the one next to the consultation room better? It faces south, gets plenty of sunlight, and is close to your department."

I need some peace and quiet.

Qi Wenshen took the key.

Wei Jing, considering his old friend's temperament, didn't try to persuade him any further.

No matter how much you say to Qi Wenshen, it's useless. Once he's made up his mind, not even ten oxen could pull him back.

He said to Qi Wenshen, who had walked to the door, "That room hasn't been cleaned, it's very dirty. You should hire a cleaning lady to clean it."

Thanks.

Wei Jing felt that something was not quite right.

Qi Wenshen suddenly wanted a private lounge, and specifically requested the most secluded, quietest, and furthest-away lounge on the top floor from everyone else.

Wei Jing narrowed his eyes, a thought flashing through his mind.

Shen Ruo's WeChat Moments post: "That hand," and "Qi Wenshen wants a rest room."

He connected the three clues, came up with a possibility, and then startled himself.

impossible?

He shook his head, banishing the absurd thought from his mind; they were just cousins.

He picked up his coffee, took a sip, then another, and completely suppressed the thought.

Qi Wenshen took the key and went up to the top floor.

He stood in the center of the room, looked around, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello, I need a part-time worker. Please come to the city hospital, yes, the top floor. Is three hours enough? Okay, as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, he opened the shopping app and started placing orders.

He chose the most expensive double bed, 1.5 meters wide, made of solid wood, with a padded headboard.

A latex mattress, with a medium firmness.

For the four-piece bedding set, he thought for a moment and chose light gray, as it's dirt-resistant.

Two pillows.

He browsed through the household goods category for a long time before stopping at the fabric sofa section.

The sofas were shaped like rabbits, bears, and cat paws, and their colors were all pastel and cute, beyond the aesthetic range of an adult man.

Qi Wenshen looked through the photos one by one, picking and choosing among the cute and very cute ones with a blank expression.

In the end, I chose a fabric sofa with a Styx pattern.

Place your order and we'll expedite delivery.

He looked around again to make sure he hadn't missed anything before putting his phone back in his pocket.

Today, everything will be delivered, the cleaning lady will clean the room, the bed will be set up, the sofa will be arranged, and the curtains will be hung.

Starting tomorrow, this will be their private world.

They can close the door openly and do whatever they want.

He went to his clinic in a very good mood.

There were already people waiting at the door of the clinic. A nurse pushed a wheelchair past him, greeted him, and he nodded.

The clinic door was open, and the medical assistant, Xiao Lin, had already arrived and was organizing the medical records on the table.

He was Qi Wenshen's medical assistant, and had been with him for almost two years. He was one of the few assistants that Qi Wenshen considered decent.

Qi Wenshen went in, and Xiao Lin looked up at him before continuing her work, arranging the medical records to be reviewed that day according to their registration order.

Qi Wenshen sat down, turned on his computer, and pulled up the information for the first patient of the day.

Xiao Lin was organizing medical records with his head down, but his eyes were always on Dr. Qi's hands.

There is a very small scar on the thumb joint, like a crescent moon, which is barely noticeable unless you look closely.

Xiao Lin was all too familiar with that scar.

He has been working with Dr. Qi for almost two years, and they are in close contact every day.

In the photo on Shen Ruo's WeChat Moments, the large hand holding hers had a small scar on its thumb, exactly the same as the one on Dr. Qi's thumb.

My God, what an earth-shattering revelation!

He secretly glanced at Dr. Qi.

Dr. Qi was intently staring at the computer screen, his profile as stern as ever, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were pondering some complex problem.

For that job, for all the knowledge that could never be learned, and to avoid being transferred to the emergency room for night shifts.

He has to shut up.

Xiao Lin looked up and smiled at Qi Wenshen, "Dr. Qi, the first patient has arrived."

Qi Wenshen hummed in response, but didn't look at him; his gaze remained fixed on the screen.

……

The nurses' station was quiet for a rare moment.

Shen Ruo leaned back in her chair, holding a pen and spinning around, making Zhou Lan next to her dizzy.

"Can you just shut up for a minute?"

Zhou Lan pressed down on her hand and took the pen from her grasp.

"Lanlan, I have a question for you."

"explain."

Zhou Lan closed her eyes.

"Have you never thought about getting a marriage certificate with Wei Jing?"

Zhou Lan's eyes snapped open.

"Are you possessed by some unclean spirit?"

Shen Ruoheng glared at her. "Don't change the subject."

"Get a marriage certificate? Me and Wei Jing? We've only been together for a few days, not even a month, and you want me to get a marriage certificate with him?"

Shen Ruo was speechless after being bombarded with a series of questions. After thinking for a moment, she spoke again, "But you two have done everything you were supposed to do."