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

There are four dishes and a soup on the table.

Steamed pork ribs, blanched bok choy, steamed sea bass, and yam and chicken soup.

Everything was light and bland.

Shen Ruo looked at the dishes on the table, poked the edge of her bowl with her chopsticks a couple of times, and finally couldn't resist anymore.

"Cousin, the scabs on my neck have fallen off, can I eat spicy food now?"

Qi Wenshen was drinking soup when he heard this and glanced at the back of her neck.

"Look, isn't it all better now?"

Shen Ruo tilted her head back, her fingertips parting her collar to reveal half of her collarbone.

The scab had indeed fallen off, leaving only a light pink mark against the fair skin, like a flower that was about to wither.

Qi Wenshen looked away. "Okay, let Sister Chen do it tomorrow."

Shen Ruo's eyes lit up instantly. "Spicy crayfish?"

"...mildly spicy."

"Steamed fish head with chopped chili peppers?"

"Mildly spicy".

"Boiled beef?"

One a day.

"Okay, okay, one is fine. Even if it's only mildly spicy, it'll satisfy my craving."

She picked up a piece of sea bass and put it in her mouth; even the bland boiled bok choy tasted incredibly sweet.

After dinner, Shen Ruo took a shower and put on a light pink spaghetti strap nightgown.

I pushed open the door to the master bedroom, but my steps suddenly stopped.

The bedspread and comforter have all been replaced with new ones.

Moreover, it was her favorite light cherry blossom pink, with little rabbits embroidered on the corners—a style she had kept in her Taobao favorites for three years in her past life but couldn't bring herself to buy.

"When was it changed?"

This man would occasionally surprise her with little things; he had already occupied half of her heart.

"I hired a part-time cleaner this afternoon."

Qi Wenshen leaned against the bed, holding a book in his hand, but not turning the page; his gaze was fixed on her.

Shen Ruo suddenly collapsed onto the bed, buried her face in the blankets, and took a deep breath.

The smell of sunshine.

The smell of laundry detergent.

"It feels so good to come home to plenty of food and drink, and not have to do anything. It would be even better if I didn't have to go to work..."

Before he could finish speaking, a weight settled behind him.

Qi Wenshen pressed down on her from behind, his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace as they lay on their sides.

The hot breath sprayed onto her neck, carrying the scent of mint from her recent shower.

Shen Ruo felt his lips lightly touch the back of her neck, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't applied the scar cream yet.

She struggled to get up, "Wait, I haven't applied the scar removal cream yet..."

Qi Wenshen bit her ear, his voice low and husky, "I'll apply it later."

Shen Ruo dodged, her ear tips turning bright red.

"No, let me rest tonight, my whole body still aches..."

Memories of last night flooded back, and her legs still felt weak.

Qi Wenshen tightened his arms, holding her even closer, his chest pressed against her back.

"You don't have to do anything."

Shen Ruo: "..."

In her past life, she chased him so hard it caused a sensation; in this life, she's just lying around doing nothing, while he's as diligent as a floodgate opening.

Before she could figure out how to refute it, the world spun around her and she was turned upside down.

Qi Wenshen leaned over her, his eyes unfathomable in the darkness, like a wild beast finally tearing away its refined facade.

The man who had tasted the marrow began to work diligently.

Shen Ruo was posed in various ways by him, like a human-shaped figurine.

At one moment, Qi Wenshen's voice was close to her back, "Ruoruo, your waist is so flexible."

Shen Ruo couldn't help but call him by his full name, her voice pleading, "Qi Wenshen... are you done yet...?"

"not yet."

"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be quick."

Tears welled up in Shen Ruo's eyes, her voice soft and broken, "You said the same thing last night..."

Qi Wenshen chuckled softly, the vibrations from his chest sending shivers down her spine.

He kissed away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Ruoruo, I'll get sick of holding it in."

After saying that, he lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.

Shen Ruo sobbed, as if she had been deprived of her breath.

She wondered vaguely why the hospital no longer needed Qi Wenshen.

This man has ridiculously high energy levels. He performs surgery one after another during the day and can still keep going at night. What kind of body does he have?

Qi Wenshen seemed to understand her distraction and, as if punishing her, led her into that chaos.

He bit her collarbone. "Focus, think of me."

Shen Ruo tilted her head back, and broken syllables escaped from her throat.

The moonlight outside the window was perfect, shining on the pink quilt like a layer of shattered silver.

Two hours later, Qi Wenshen finally took pity on her and let her go.

Shen Ru lay limp on the bed, too lazy to even move her fingers, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, which he gently wiped away with his fingertips.

Qi Wenshen held her and gave her another bath.

"Here, let me apply scar cream to you."

Shen Ru buried her face in the pillow. "...Get out."

Qi Wenshen chuckled softly and went to get the ointment.

……

The same city, on the other side.

Wen Zhiyue lay on the bed, the warm yellow light of the lamp illuminating the notebook on her lap.

Qi Wenshen's preferences.

She wrote out a full page, stroke by stroke.

Ou Qi peeked over the shoulder, exclaimed "Wow!" and looked at the full page of paper. She couldn't help but admire, "Zhiyue, you're amazing! You got so many questions in just one afternoon?"

Wen Zhiyue hummed in agreement, paused for a moment with her pen, and offered no explanation.

It wasn't asked in just one afternoon.

It's the result of two lifetimes of saving.

Ou Qi squeezed onto the bed, her eyes shining. "Zhiyue, how do you plan to approach him tomorrow?"

Wen Zhiyue closed her notebook, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Work."

"what?"

You'll find out tomorrow.

Ouqi was confused, but she still clenched her fist and said, "Go for it."

Wen Zhiyue smiled.

Come on.

……

The next morning, Wen Zhiyue was called to the emergency room to help as soon as she arrived at work.

A large number of people were injured in a minor accident at a nearby construction site.

With a large number of injured people and their wounds needing to be treated as soon as possible, several people from the surgery department were transferred to the emergency room to help.

Wen Zhiyue was among them.

She skillfully cleaned the wound of an injured person, each step faster than the interns who arrived at the same time.

The head nurse of the emergency department glanced at her and was secretly surprised.

This intern's technique is better than many of the experienced nurses in the hospital.

Wen Zhiyue was bending down to treat the wound on the injured person's arm.

Out of the corner of his eye, however, he kept his gaze fixed on that undeniable figure.

Qi Wenshen's gaze swept across the scene, and after listening to the head nurse's report, he immediately assessed the overall situation.

"Those with minor injuries, go over here."

"If surgery is needed, arrange for an operating room immediately."

As we passed an injured person, a nurse was cleaning their wound.

Qi Wenshen paused slightly and glanced at it.

Wen Zhiyue.

newcomer?

He watched how she treated the wound.

—Using tweezers to hold a cotton ball, the iodine solution is applied in a spiral motion from the inside out for disinfection; the movements are skillful and the pressure is well controlled.

He looked at it for two more seconds.

After the nurse finished her treatment, she took off her gloves and stood up.

"Well handled."

Wen Zhiyue forced herself to remain calm, turned around, and nodded slightly.

It's not that she doesn't want to talk about it.

She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, she wouldn't be able to control herself.

She would rush up to him and ask if he remembered his past life.

She bit her tongue until the taste of blood spread, then she suppressed the urge.

Qi Wenshen didn't linger and moved on to the next patient.

Wen Zhiyue stood there until his figure was completely out of sight before the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

it works.

Her method was effective.

She made a first impression on him.

Ou Qi squeezed in and whispered, "Zhiyue, what did Dr. Qi say to you?"

Wen Zhiyue's eyes were practically overflowing with laughter, but her voice was soft, as if afraid of shattering some beautiful dream, "It's nothing, just work-related stuff."

Ouqi gave her a peace sign and clenched her fist, "Keep trying."

Wen Zhiyue smiled and nodded.

Shen Ruo was sitting at the nurses' station organizing the shift schedule when she suddenly sneezed and rubbed her nose.

Tsk, it must be that bastard Qi Wenshen missing her.