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

Lin Peipei smiled sweetly, "It's that really pretty nurse from your hospital. I wanted to introduce her to my brother. He works in the city, he's quite well-off, he owns a house and a car..."

The round-faced nurse laughed, saying as she sorted through the medical records, "Don't think about it, Shen Ruo has a boyfriend."

Lin Peipei's smile brightened. "Oh? You have a boyfriend?"

It turns out the nurse's name was Shen Ruo.

The round-faced nurse looked up at her and said, "Yes, she announced it herself on her WeChat Moments."

Lin Peipei shook her head regretfully and said, "That's a pity. Never mind, I have a boyfriend now, so I won't join in. Thank you, sister, for taking up your time."

She smiled, waved, and turned to leave.

The moment she turned around, her lips curled up, her eyes narrowed, and she radiated an irrepressible joy from the inside out.

For her, it was incredibly good news that her rival was already taken.

She walked down the corridor and saw Huo Xufan sitting on a chair in the waiting area.

Lin Peipei wiped the smile off her face and walked over to sit down next to him.

Huo Xufan glanced at her, then looked down at his phone wallpaper.

Lin Peipei ignored his cold attitude. "Do you know what I just found out?"

Knowing she wouldn't get a reply, she continued talking to herself.

"That Shen Ruo, your goddess, has a boyfriend."

Huo Xufan's fingers paused.

"She announced it herself on her WeChat Moments."

Huo Xufan was silent for a few seconds, picked up the backpack at his feet, glanced at Lin Peipei, and said in a very calm voice, "Let's go."

Lin Peipei watched his retreating figure and happily followed after him.

The elevator arrived, and the two people stepped inside.

Huo Xufan stood in front, and Lin Peipei stood behind him.

She noticed that his hands were in his pockets, his thumbs outside, constantly rubbing the edge of his phone case.

Lin Peipei watched that action and snorted inwardly.

It's okay to feel bad; feeling bad means you have no chance.

Stepping out of the hospital, the sky was overcast and the wind was a bit chilly.

Lin Peipei zipped up her jacket and quickened her pace to walk alongside Huo Xufan.

She turned her head and glanced at him. "Are you alright?"

"It's okay. Shen Ruo just has a boyfriend, not someone she's getting married to. I still have the right to pursue her."

Lin Peipei almost died on the spot.

……

Four hours have passed.

Qi Wenshen put down the instruments in his hand, took one last look at the repositioned leg bone, confirmed that the angle was correct, the length was appropriate, and the fixation was secure, and then nodded.

Xiao Lin began the final rinsing and stitching.

He truly lived up to the reputation of being personally trained by Qi Wenshen. He stitched layer by layer, under the skin, and on the surface, with each stitch spaced evenly and tied securely.

Qi Wenshen took a step back, took off his gloves, and threw them into the medical waste bin.

The surgery ended after 7 p.m.

After Shen Ruo came out of the operating room, she changed out of the sterile gown in the changing room and put on her own clothes.

My feet are a little sore from standing for several hours.

When she came out, she saw Qi Wenshen leaning against the wall in the corridor with his eyes closed.

Shen Ruo walked over, looked at him, and suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

She said softly, "How about we take a taxi home tonight?"

Everyone else had left, leaving only the two of them.

Qi Wenshen opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Tired?"

"A little..."

Are you hungry?

"I'm starving."

"Let's go home and have dinner."

He reached out and pinched her nose, then lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Also, I'm not that weak, not in other ways either."

Shen Ruo blushed instantly upon hearing this.

She gave him a playful glare, then turned and left.

Qi Wenshen grabbed her hand.

"Wait, come with me."

He suddenly remembered the lounge that had already been set up, and pulled Shen Ruo around to walk towards the stairwell.

"Where to?"

"Top floor."

What's on the top floor?

He smiled but didn't answer, but slowed his pace to match hers.

Shen Ru pouted.

This person is always like that, so quiet it's like they charge by the word, but she just falls for it.

At the end of the stairs, there is a small door.

Qi Wenshen took out his key and opened it.

Shen Ruo peeked inside and her eyes lit up.

It's a small room, but it has everything you need.

It has a double bed, a desk, a mini-fridge, and even a shower and a washroom. The curtains are blackout curtains, so you can turn it into nighttime even during the day when they are drawn.

There was a carpet on the floor, and then she saw the sofa with a Stacy bear pattern.

The background is off-white, and a brown bear tilts its head, adorably hugging a honey jar.

It's exactly the same as her WeChat profile picture.

"When did you do this?"

"You can come here whenever you want to rest today or in the future."

Shen Ruo liked it more and more as she looked at it; everything here was chosen according to her aesthetic sense.

She pounced on it, buried her face in the bear's belly, and rubbed against it a couple of times; it was so soft that she felt like she was melting.

"Where did you get this?"

"Online."

"You actually bought this style?"

"I know you like it."

Shen Ruo was so pleased by this that she smiled broadly, rolled over and lay down, stretching out her limbs.

"So soft."

"like?"

"I love it so much."

She sat up abruptly and lunged at Qi Wenshen.

Qi Wenshen was knocked back half a step by her, his waist hitting the door frame.

Shen Ruo hugged his neck, her voice soft and sweet, "Cousin, thank you."

Her crop top rode up a bit, and her bare waist clung to his shirt.

The fabric rubbed together, body heat exchanged, and the softness of her breasts rose and fell with her breath, making his Adam's apple bob.

Shen Ruo looked up at him.

Her eyes shone with a captivating brightness, a light that drew people in.

Qi Wenshen lowered his head, looking at the curves pressed against his chest, and reached out to press down on her twisting waist, his palm burning hot like a branding iron.

"Ruoruo".

His voice was hoarse.

"Um?"

I'm hungry.

Shen Ru blinked.

Before she could react, she said, "I'm hungry, let's go back and eat."

Qi Wenshen held her without moving.

The light in her eyes made her skin feel hot.

He said, "Okay."

Then he kissed me deeply.

His lips were hot, with a minty coolness.

Shen Ruo's mind went blank for a moment, but her body reacted faster than her consciousness. She instinctively responded, her lips parted, letting him take what he wanted.

She also missed his scent.

Qi Wenshen hooked his foot backward.

The door closed very quietly, shutting out the outside world.

With no one else around to disturb him, he had no more reservations and kissed her fiercely and urgently.

Shen Ruo was pushed backward, and he took the opportunity to lay her down on the sofa, where the Stella Bear pattern swayed in her field of vision.

"etc…"

"No, we won't wait."

He bit her lower lip, and then licked it as if as punishment.

Shen Ruo let out a sob, her legs went weak.

Qi Wenshen's hand slipped under her crop top, his palm pressed against her back, his fingertips caressing it.

Finding her clothes in the way, she touched the zipper with her fingers, and her skirt fell to the ground.

His hand moved from behind her back to her chest, the soft curves filling his palm.

Shen Ruo closed her eyes in embarrassment, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

Qi Wenshen's lips descended.

The warmth of her lips and tongue, and the force of her sucking, fueled the fire within Shen Ruo, making her dizzy.

He deliberately mischievously licked the soft flesh with the tip of his tongue.

Shen Ruo bit her lip, reached out, and unbuckled his belt.

She reached inside and touched the taut curve.

Qi Wenshen had already stripped her naked.

Huo Xufan's appearance today provoked her.

He felt that it would be best to brand Shen Ruo with his mark.

So this time, he didn't suppress himself and didn't want to brake.

He leaned down, his lips continuing downwards.

The finger probed down.