Lu Jing felt for the first ti that even if he grew a hundred mouths, he wouldn’t be able to explain the feeling.
So helpless!
The Nurse Director cleared her throat,
"Just don’t suffer from insomnia again tonight, okay? Look at those dark circles under your eyes—they’re so black!"
Lu Jing quickly reached up to rub his eyes,
"Are they really that dark?" he asked.
He saw the Nurse Director pull a small mirror from her pocket,
"See for yourself."
In the early morning, bustling about washing up and such, who could pay attention to so much detail?
By the ti he got ready, he rushed out of the dormitory.
He hadn’t realized it until he looked, but the sight gave him quite a shock.
The darkness was too apparent, almost like he was turning into a national treasure.
Moreover, it was not just last night—he had suffered insomnia for most of the night before as well.
Sigh!
Indeed, after a woman turns 25, staying up late really shows too easily!
Back in the day, he could pull three all-nighters in a row working on experints and not look this bad.
At this point, Lu Jing didn’t know that he might continue having insomnia.
Because, Jia Yuqing’s boyfriend hadn’t left yet, he was going to stay for several more days.
...
At noon, Aunt Li appeared at the nurse station carrying a thermal container.
Lu Jing was still busy in the patient rooms at that ti.
So when he returned to the office and suddenly saw Aunt Li, he was quite startled,
"Aunt Li, how did you get here? When did you arrive?" he asked.
"The young master said you were busy with work, so he sent to bring this to you."
Ah.
There were a few colleagues in the office at that mont, and at Aunt Li’s words, they all looked over.
After all, for most people, a term like ’young master’ existed only in TV dramas.
Who would have thought it would suddenly appear in real life?
Lu Jing quickly reached out to tug at Aunt Li, thankfully she caught on in an instant.
"Cough, I made so dishes as well, eat while it’s hot. After you finish, drink the herbal dicine."
Lu Jing silently took the thermal container, opened the lid, and laid out all the food inside.
The food made by Aunt Li’s own hands couldn’t be compared to the canteen’s mass-produced dishes.
It was said that when she was young, Aunt Li was the Executive Chef at W Hotel—with outstanding culinary skills, only stepping down from the front line in recent years due to age.
However, before he could finish eating, a Little Nurse ca rushing in,
"Doctor Lu, there’s a consultation needed in the ergency departnt!"
"Okay, I’ll be right there."
He quickly put down his utensils,
"Aunt Li, I have to get busy. Please, don’t bring food next ti; it’s too much trouble, and I’m not here every day. I’ll just co over when I have ti, okay?"
"Ah?"
Before Aunt Li ca to her senses, Lu Jing was already gone.
His trip took several hours before he returned.
Upon arriving at the ergency departnt, the patient was nearly gone, so he went straight into the operating room.
By the ti he finished up, it was already ti to leave work.
Hurriedly tidying up, he planned to head back to the dormitory for a quick shower.
During the afternoon surgery, blood had sprayed onto his clothes, and he felt quite uncomfortable all over.
So, he needed to take a shower and change clothes as soon as possible.
However, when Lu Jing opened the dormitory’s security door, he saw two people getting cozy on the living room couch.
"Oh, Doctor Lu, are you off work?" soone said.
Lu Jing’s eyes widened a bit as he quickly said,
"No, I just ca back to grab so stuff."
So Jia Yuqing’s boyfriend hadn’t left yet?
He better not be staying here tonight, right?
Sst~
The re thought gave him a headache.
After entering the room, he had to put on an act of looking for sothing, having already decided to spend the night at a hotel.
Just then, he received a call from soone.
"Hello?"
"Aunt Li told you weren’t in your office, where are you?"
"Hold on, didn’t I tell Aunt Li at noon not to bring food anymore?"
A very cheerful laugh ca through on the other end,
"So do you think Aunt Li listens to you, or to ?" ca the rhetorical question.
Did that even need an answer?
Of course, she’d listen to whoever pays her salary.
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