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

Shen Ru tilted her head and thought for a moment before starting to make things up.

"I'm watching a short drama about a female supporting character who transmigrates into a book. She knows the whole plot. The female supporting character was originally a troublemaker, but she stopped causing trouble after transmigrating into the book, and the male lead fell in love with her. But as soon as the female lead appeared, the female supporting character gave up the male lead."

Zhou Lan paused in cutting the gauze. "What kind of brain-dead plot is this? What's wrong with this author's brain? Why should the female supporting character have to give way? She came first, and the male lead likes her too. Why should she have to pack her bags and leave as soon as the female lead arrives? Does a passerby not deserve to eat chaff?"

Shen Ruo said, "What if the male lead discovers that the female lead is his true love? Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for the female supporting character to get dumped then?"

Zhou Lan thought for a moment, then paused for a rare half-second, and said, "That makes sense, doesn't it?"

After cutting the last piece of gauze, she took out her phone. "What's the name of this show? I'll click on it and post a short essay to criticize the author."

Shen Ruo quickly stopped her, "Writing is not easy for people. Just because you don't like it doesn't mean others don't. Everyone has their own preferences."

She quickly changed the subject, pushing a stack of medical orders to Zhou Lan, "Quick, quick, help me check these, I'll go home after I'm done."

Finally, it's time to get off work.

After changing her clothes, Shen Ruo finally felt the full extent of her aches and pains.

When I'm at work, I'm constantly on edge, and the soreness in my legs and back is all suppressed by work. But as soon as I relax, I feel like my whole body is falling apart, with soreness all the way from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

She dragged herself to the top-floor dormitory, kicked off her shoes, and collapsed onto the bed, not wanting to move a single finger.

……

The cafeteria was crowded at the moment, with a long line of people waiting in front of the windows.

Wen Zhiyue stood in line with her tray, her eyes fixed on the back of the person in front of her, and she was talking to the man serving the food with her head slightly lowered.

The middle-aged man poked his head out of the window. "Dr. Qi, is it braised pork ribs again today? I'll give you extra sauce."

Qi Wenshen nodded, "Yes, and another serving of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and two servings of rice."

As Wen Zhiyue gazed at that retreating figure, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

She knew that back view all too well. In her past life, she had hugged him from behind countless times, buried her face in his back, and smelled the mixture of disinfectant and soap on his body.

His back is broad, and it feels especially reassuring to hug him. Every time she acts coquettishly, he sighs, then takes her hand and says, "Stop it."

Without realizing it, she raised her hand and stretched it forward, her fingertips just a hand's distance from the back of Qi Wenshen's shirt.

Qi Wenshen took the packed lunchbox, turned around, and left.

Wen Zhiyue's hand reached for nothing, and her fingers slowly curled back into a fist.

Ou Qi called out, "Dr. Qi."

Qi Wenshen paused for a moment, glanced at Ou Qi, nodded slightly, and then left without giving Wen Zhiyue another second glance.

Wen Zhiyue watched his figure disappear at the cafeteria entrance, almost dropping the tray in her hand.

The middle-aged man knocked on the window sill. "What are you daydreaming about, young lady? Order what you want to eat quickly, there are people waiting behind you."

Wen Zhiyue snapped out of her daze, randomly pointed to a few dishes, and after finishing, carried the plates to find a seat.

Ou Qi sat opposite her, poking at the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks. His gaze swept across her face, and he finally couldn't help but say, "Zhiyue, something's wrong with you."

Wen Zhiyue lowered her head and ate her rice. "What's wrong?"

Ou Qi put down her chopsticks and looked at her seriously. "The way you looked at Dr. Qi just now was like a mouse seeing rice. Tell me honestly, have you fallen for Qi Wenshen?"

……

In the top-floor dormitory, Shen Ruo was lying on the bed. She felt the door being pushed open. She didn't open her eyes, but the corners of her mouth turned up.

Qi Wenshen came in carrying a lunchbox. "The food's here. Get up and eat."

Shen Ruo turned over and buried her face in the pillow. "I'm not eating anymore, my whole body aches."

Qi Wenshen placed the lunchbox on the table, walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He placed his large hand on her lower back and gently massaged it. "Let me massage it for you."

Shen Ruo said sullenly, "It's your job to rub it."

Qi Wenshen chuckled softly, his hands continuing to massage her lower back until it felt warm and the soreness subsided somewhat.

Shen Ruo turned over, looked up at him, and stretched out a hand. "Help me up."

Qi Wenshen helped her sit up.

Shen Ruo leaned against him and asked, "Did a very pretty girl come to your surgical department today?"

"Who?"

"The intern's name is Wen Zhiyue."

"I didn't notice."

Seeing that his expression didn't seem fake, Shen Ruo felt a slight relaxation in her tense state.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to look down. She gave him a big kiss on the lips. "Stamp it. Once it's stamped, you're not allowed to look at anyone else."

Qi Wenshen was taken aback by her kiss, then laughed and pressed the back of her head into a deeper kiss.

After the kiss, his voice was a little hoarse, "I'll cover you up every day, until you get tired of it."

Shen Ruo wriggled out of his arms with a whimper and reached for the braised pork ribs on the table. "The food is getting cold. You're feeding me, my arms are sore."

Qi Wenshen opened the lunchbox lid, picked up a piece of pork rib, and held it to her lips. "Your mouth is sore too? How are you going to eat?"

Shen Ruo opened her mouth and bit into the rib, saying indistinctly, "If you feed me, it won't be sour."

……

Only one bedside lamp was on in the dormitory, its dim light casting a warm, dark glow on the walls.

Wen Zhiyue lay on the bed, facing the ceiling, her eyes open but unfocused.

She has been holding this position for almost an hour.

The tightness in her chest grew heavier and heavier, like a stone pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

Her mind was filled with the image of Qi Wenshen not even glancing at her.

This is what Ouqi saw when she came out of the restroom.

She paused, drying her hair, sighed, and sat down beside Wen Zhiyue's bed. She patted her shoulder and said, "Hey, don't do this. If you keep doing this, I'll start to think you just broke up with your boyfriend."

Wen Zhiyue didn't move, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ou Qi draped a towel over the back of the chair, sat down cross-legged, and said, "Okay, don't keep it to yourself. If you want to pursue her, then go for it."

Wen Zhiyue finally reacted, turning her head to look at her, but didn't say anything.

Looking at her expression, Ou Qi thought for a moment, "If you really like Dr. Qi, you should first find out if he has a girlfriend. If he does, we won't do anything immoral, we can just focus on our work. If he doesn't..."

She paused, carefully examining her friend's profile. "You're so beautiful, gentle, and have such a lovely voice. Plus, you're in the same department as him, so you see each other every day. As long as he doesn't have a girlfriend, you have a chance."

"He'll be attracted to you sooner or later, really."

As Wen Zhiyue listened to Ou Qi's words, her gaze remained unfocused, fixed on the ceiling.

Ou Qi was right, but Wen Zhiyue knew she couldn't wait.

Shen Ruo is a hidden bomb. She has a feeling that with Shen Ruo around, things won't go smoothly for her and Qi Wenshen.