Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

In a moment of desperation, Rong Zheng didn't think twice. She grabbed Song Shiyan's hand and pulled him to the bed, then lay down with him. She pulled the blanket over both of them, leaving only her head sticking out.

The door was pushed open from the outside at that moment, and Duan Yunshu saw that Rong Zheng was awake and was about to enter.

Rong Zheng quickly stopped her, "Don't come in!"

Although she and Song Shiyan were sleeping side by side, a closer look would definitely reveal something, since the difference between one person's and two people's body shapes is quite significant, especially since Song Shiyan is so tall.

Duan Yunshu was startled by Rong Zheng's sudden outburst and stopped in her tracks. "What's wrong?"

Rong Zheng forced a smile. "I haven't washed up yet. I'm not used to seeing people with messy hair. Is there anything I can help you with, Aunt Duan?"

Duan Yunshu stood at the doorway. "I saw a blanket on the sofa in the living room..."

"I put it there," Rong Zheng interrupted Duan Yunshu impatiently. "I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I lay down on the sofa in the living room for a while."

Duan Yunshu nodded. "Then get up and wash up. You have class, so don't be late. Aunt Liu is going to prepare breakfast; we'll be eating soon."

"it is good."

Duan Yunshu turned around and prepared to leave.

"Aunt Duan," Rong Zheng called out to her, and seeing her turn around, she smiled awkwardly, "Could you please close the door for me?"

"Quite particular." Duan Yunshu smiled as she closed the door.

Rong Zheng only relaxed after hearing the footsteps fade away. She let out a deep breath and said, "You scared me to death. You can come out now."

There was no movement from under the covers.

Rong Zheng lifted the blanket and was dumbfounded by the position of the two people.

Song Shiyan nestled in her arms; it seemed like she had just been hugging him.

Her legs were tightly wrapped around Song Shiyan's legs, their bodies pressed together, and the man's hands were around her waist.

When I was anxious, I was only thinking about not letting Duan Yunshu find out. These were all subconscious actions, and I had no idea what I was doing.

A fire seemed to flicker deep within Song Shiyan's eyes; her softness and fragrance were a fatal temptation to him.

Especially when she held him in her arms and covered him with the blanket just now, all his senses were amplified infinitely. He could feel the wild beast trapped in his heart roaring and trying to break free of its shackles.

I want to hold her tight, to press her into my body, to possess her completely.

Just as he was about to lose control, she pulled back the covers.

The bright light dispelled his darkest thoughts about her, and reason returned instantly.

Song Shiyan swallowed hard, his throat dry and tight. He withdrew his hand from Rong Zheng's waist, his voice low and husky with emotion, "You can let go now."

Rong Zheng snapped out of her shock and reverie, hurriedly getting out of bed. While tidying her clothes and hair, she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Luckily, we weren't discovered."

Song Shiyan was relieved that the two of them were lying on their sides, otherwise Rong Zheng would have noticed the changes in his body just now, and his dark desires would have been exposed. "Well, it's good that she didn't find out."

Rong Zheng secretly glanced at Song Shiyan. His expression was calm, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he showed no embarrassment or awkwardness, as if this was the most ordinary thing in the world.

In contrast, she looked flustered, confused, and at a loss. His calmness made her reactions seem somewhat childish and ridiculous.

Rong Zheng tried her best to remain calm. "You stay in your room and don't go out. Aunt Liu and I will try to get Aunt Duan away, and then you can leave."

"it is good."

"Then I..." Rong Zheng pointed to the bathroom, "I'm going to wash up."

"Um."

Rong Zheng walked towards the bathroom, telling herself as she went: Stay calm. He's so calm. If I panic, it will seem like I care a lot. I have to act like nothing's wrong so the situation won't be awkward.

Looking at Rong Zheng's seemingly calm and collected demeanor, yet her adorable clumsy walk with her arms and legs moving in unison, Song Shiyan's thin lips curved into a smile, and a bright joy appeared in his eyes.

After breakfast, Duan Yunshu arranged for a driver to take Rong Zheng to school.

Rong Zheng used the excuse of needing Duan Yunshu to escort her to the room, thus creating an opportunity for Song Shiyan to leave.

Rong Zheng asked the driver to take her back to Jinxiu Huating. She went home to change her clothes before going to work at the hospital.

Xia Yu saw Rong Zheng enter the office and happily walked over, "Director Rong, you're finally here! I've missed you so much!"

Yesterday, Rong Zheng came to the department to report to Gong Yuzhen, who was seeing patients at the outpatient department.

Rong Zheng smiled. "You must be exhausted these past few days?"

Before she went on her business trip, she temporarily handed over her patients to Xia Yu. Xia Yu not only had to manage her own patients, but also help take care of Xia Yu's patients, so she must have been very busy.

"It's alright." Xia Yu first handed over her work to Rong Zheng, then took out a banner from the drawer and handed it to Rong Zheng. "This was sent by Jiang Jia and her husband for you. Since you're not here, I'll keep it for you."

This wasn't the first time Rong Zheng had received a banner of appreciation; she had received quite a few at Peking Union Medical College Hospital before, but this was the first one since she came to the First Affiliated Hospital.

She has maintained contact with Jiang Jia's husband, Zhao Yujie. Zhao Yujie told her that after her dance video with Jiang Jia went viral online, people learned that Jiang Jia was the person who had previously attempted suicide by jumping off a building, and that she suffered from depression.

Many netizens cheered for Jiang Jia in the comments section, praised her dancing skills, and asked if she would take on apprentices.

The dance institution that Jiang Jia had previously enrolled in contacted her and asked if she would like to become a dance teacher. With the support of her family and husband, Jiang Jia agreed.

Jiang Jia is no longer the insecure mother who confined herself to her home and dared not go out.

She became much more lively and energetic.

Although I haven't completely lost weight and haven't fully recovered to my previous mental state, my emotions have stabilized considerably and are steadily moving in a positive direction.

As long as she perseveres, things will definitely get better and better.

Rong Zheng felt that it wasn't entirely her credit. To overcome mental illness, one can only rely on oneself. It was Jiang Jia's love for dance and her sense of responsibility towards her daughter that helped her emerge from the darkness.

Colleagues offered their congratulations to Rong Zheng.

Only Liu Xinxin remained motionless. Seeing Rong Zheng holding the banner and being fawned over by her colleagues, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Why was she demoted to a junior physician because of Jiang Jia's situation, while Rong Zheng was not only commended by the hospital but also entered the research institute, and now she has even received a banner of appreciation?

She was unwilling to accept it and resentful.

Rong Zheng is only relying on her powerful ex-husband Lu Peichuan to back her up. Her medical doctorate and chief physician titles are nothing but products of power. If Rong Zheng were just an ordinary person like her, she would definitely be inferior to her!

At that moment, Gong Yuzhen walked into the office, smiling and teasing, "Director Rong, you've received a banner, aren't you going to treat us to a celebration tonight?"

"Treat us to a meal! Treat us to a meal! Treat us to a meal!" the colleagues urged one after another.