You Ran Cheng was quietly checking out the handso guy with a cold expression not too far away, whispering to Su Lu, "Hey, did you call over to look at handso guys?"
It’s said that You Ran Cheng’s standards are quite high, just like Su Lu’s, so anyone they think is handso must really be top-notch.
Upon hearing this, Su Lu laughed, "Yeah, what do you think?"
"Handso!" You Ran Cheng laughed and gave a thumbs up, "Wow, having such an opportunity for a house call is really nice, getting paid and getting to see handso guys."
Su Lu pointed at Jing Qiao and said, "Yeah, that’s her husband."
"Huh?!" You Ran Cheng was shocked, her face instantly flushed red, and she glared at Su Lu irritably, "Why didn’t you tell sooner!"
Drooling over a man in front of his wife! That seed quite inappropriate no matter how you looked at it.
You Ran Cheng quickly said to Jing Qiao, "I’m sorry, sister, I didn’t know. I was purely admiring."
"It’s okay." Jing Qiao smiled gently, "Look all you want, we’re getting divorced soon anyway."
You Ran Cheng was surprised and widened her eyes, thinking, Should I be hearing this?
Su Lu laughed from the side, "No worries, Xiao Qiao, later on you can also check out You Ran’s boyfriend."
"Is he handso?" asked Jing Qiao.
"Handso," Su Lu said.
You Ran Cheng’s face, already flushed, turned even redder. She muttered, "What are you talking about... what boyfriend..."
You Ran Cheng wasn’t like Su Lu, who had been dating Bo Jingshen since college. You Ran Cheng went straight from her bachelor’s to her doctorate, busy as a dog, each dical student’s bitterness alike.
So, in fact, she was quite inexperienced. After entering the workforce, she devoted herself to her dical career and was actually quite naive—she really didn’t have much experience in relationships.
Unlike Su Lu, who had been entangled with Bo Jingshen for a solid ten years, and in between, mixed up with a planned marriage with Gu Xin and complications with Qiao Li... how to put it... a real old hand at this.
Quite thick-skinned.
Teasing an old friend, she showed no rcy.
Su Lu joked, "A love interest, huh? Could it possibly an... he’s already marriage material?"
You Ran was teased to irritation, "Su Xiaolu! Are you serious?"
Su Lu started laughing and told her, "Alright, alright, just focus on treating Xiao Qiao, or else that older brother behind might just kill you."
That older brother behind...
You Ran Cheng took another look at the handso man with phoenix eyes and long legs.
She indeed felt that older brother’s gaze was a bit... a bit fierce.
Her fingers quickly returned to Jing Qiao’s wrist pulse.
There was a reason why Su Lu called You Ran Cheng for a house call—You Ran Cheng was quite capable professionally, and had trained under a very famous traditional Chinese doctor, showing quite so talent.
Even though her own background was in western dicine, specifically surgical clinical, using traditional Chinese dicine to help post-surgical patients recuperate had good results.
Su Lu felt that for Jing Qiao’s condition, traditional Chinese dicine might be more suitable than western dicine, so she called You Ran Cheng.
"How is it?" Su Lu asked after she finished taking Jing Qiao’s pulse.
You Ran Cheng had Jing Qiao switch hands and continued to check the pulse, then looked at her tongue.
"She’s extrely weak." Cheng Youran said, "I’ll prescribe her so dicine to take first, then prepare a formula for a bath. Luckily, this is a hot spring hotel with big enough pools. Given her current condition, she’s too weak for acupuncture. Let’s just focus on recuperation."
Upon hearing her begin to discuss the diagnosis and treatnt plan, Song Boyuan no longer stood from afar, but walked over to listen attentively.
Cheng Youran’s words seed quite reasonable, which reassured Song Boyuan sowhat.
Originally, he had doubts about Cheng Youran since she looked so young.
"She already has bone injuries, so a bath will definitely be beneficial." Cheng Youran thought for a mont and then asked, "You ntioned earlier that she was planning to undergo internal fixation surgery?"
Su Lu nodded, "Yeah, that was the plan."
"Let’s put that plan on hold for now." Cheng Youran said, "With her current physical condition so weak, how can she withstand anesthesia and surgery? We should at least wait until she’s recuperated before considering surgery."
Su Lu gently stroked Jing Qiao’s hair, "Did you hear that? It looks like you have so bitter dicine coming your way."
Jing Qiao stuck out her tongue, "Doctor sister, can you prescribe sothing a bit less bitter?"
Cheng Youran smiled, "Don’t worry, the nourishing formula isn’t too difficult to take. I’ll write up the prescription and have the hospital pharmacy prepare it, dividing it into individual packets to make it easier for you to take; just heat it up in water or microwave it when you’re ready to drink it."
"Thank you, Doctor sister." Jing Qiao smiled and expressed her gratitude, then said, "Do you like to eat snacks? Would you like so snacks before you leave?"
Cheng Youran glanced at her watch, initially wanting to decline, but before she could speak, Su Lu interjected, "Just a friendly reminder, Xiao Qiao’s cooking is superb, once you miss this, there’s no other chance; think carefully before you speak."
Cheng Youran helplessly said, "With that kind of endorsent, I can hardly say no now."
Jing Qiao got up, "I’ll go get them now."
She briskly ran to the kitchen to bring out freshly made snacks, cookies, and cakes.
Cheng Youran checked her watch again while speedily gobbling down the food.
"You can take it easy, no one’s racing you for them." Su Lu was rather helpless; You Ran’s eating habits had been shaped by years of busy study and the demanding nature of dical practice, often barely catching a seat in the library, treating patients, or rushing to surgeries.
So, she rushed through eating and Cheng Youran, with a blush and shyly said, "This is really delicious, Xiao Qiao your cooking skills are outstanding."
"If you like it, eat up more," Jing Qiao grinned, "No need to rush."
"If I don’t rush, I won’t make it, I have a surgery to attend to later." Cheng Youran said.
As expected, Jing Qiao imdiately offered, "Do you want to take so with you? I can pack so for you."
Cheng Youran grinned, "Really? Can I?"
Su Lu’s gaze turned aningful as she quietly asked, "All this eating and taking away, is it all for you, or for your... significant other?"
"Ahem... cough cough cough!" Cheng Youran choked and glared at Su Lu, "...you really want to choke to death."
Su Lu patted her back to ease her breathing, "Don’t feel guilty, if you weren’t guilty, you wouldn’t have choked like that."
Jing Qiao went to the kitchen to pack for her.
It was at this mont, Song Boyuan finally approached.
Cheng Youran looked at him, still finding the handso man a bit intimidating.
Song Boyuan’s voice was even-toned and didn’t sound nacing at all.
He asked very seriously and formally, "Doctor Cheng, I wonder if you would be interested in switching jobs?"
"Huh?" This caught Cheng Youran off guard, and she looked at Su Lu in confusion.
Su Lu knew Song Boyuan was concerned but chaotic, and couldn’t help but sigh softly.
Reviews
All reviews (0)