Actually, even if Zhang Hao didn’t buy these things for her, He Qianhui wouldn’t have complained.
However, when she heard him say he wanted to save money, He Qianhui felt even happier, hugging him tightly.
"Have you thought about what you want to do tonight?"
"Let’s do what you... love to do!" After saying that, Zhang Hao gently kissed her forehead.
The two found a rather nice restaurant and had dinner together.
During the al, two pretty girls passed by their table and complinted He Qianhui on her beauty.
Being praised by strangers was no longer a rare occurrence for He Qianhui.
But this actually made Zhang Hao a bit moody. He wasn’t bad-looking either, so why didn’t those girls complint him on his looks?
This was clearly gender discrimination.
He Qianhui was the first to explain to the two girls.
"If they had called you handso, I definitely would have gotten jealous. And once I get jealous, you’d be in trouble."
"If it were just you coming here to eat today, I bet those girls would have already asked for your WeChat by now."
Zhang Hao held his chin in one hand, his face full of grievance, "It seems a handso guy is only popular when he’s single. Once he’s taken, no one else pays attention."
As he mused, Zhang Hao suddenly rembered sothing and quickly pulled out his phone, looking up the head nurse’s WeChat.
He typed sothing and sent it off in the chat.
Curious, He Qianhui asked, "Who are you secretly chatting with now, right in front of ?"
Zhang Hao hastily explained, "It’s not a chat. I’m ssaging the head nurse."
"Today, the head nurse brought a new nurse to our departnt. When she was leaving, she specifically pulled aside."
"She asked to prescribe another formula to make her partner more virile in bed."
"You have no idea, my head nurse is how old this year, her child is already in high school."
"Yet the two of them still want to feel young again."
He Qianhui listened and wasn’t surprised at all.
"Isn’t it said that a woman at thirty is like a wolf and at forty like a tiger, and that’s exactly when you n start to decline."
"If a man’s performance declines, it just highlights a woman’s thirst."
"So I think it’s perfectly reasonable for the head nurse to ask you for a more potent formula."
"Just give it to her, but are you sure there won’t be any problem after the head nurse’s husband takes it?"
"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing with these things," said Zhang Hao.
He Qianhui nodded, not saying more.
After all, her husband knew what he was doing, and that was better than anything else.
"So what about when you reach your thirties or forties, will you also need to prescribe yourself a formula?"
"Why don’t you start taking supplents now? I fear you might be too embarrassed later, they say a doctor can’t heal himself."
Zhang Hao glanced at her and feigned impatience, "I can hardly believe those words ca from you."
"I can’t believe I haven’t satisfied you in these two years. If all else fails, we could resort to so technology, what do you think?"
Fortunately, there weren’t many people dining around them, otherwise their conversation would have certainly been overheard and turned into a joke.
"Alright, alright, let’s pretend I didn’t say anything. Such a big man and yet with such a strong pride."
The couple went ho and had a ferocious ti, even though today wasn’t any special occasion, they just felt the urge.
When the urge struck, they couldn’t help themselves, and afterward they lay limp on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"You’ve been busy all day. Why do you still have so much energy? Every ti it’s like you’re a young calf," He Qianhui marveled.
"How lucky you are, if you chat with your girlfriends about this, they’d be green with envy."
He Qianhui gave him a sidelong glance, "You really think you’re such a catch, huh? Let tell you, even if I told them, they wouldn’t necessarily believe , but..."
As she was speaking, He Qianhui’s cellphone suddenly rang.
Worried it was a call from the company, she motioned to Zhang Hao to keep quiet before answering.
After finding her phone and seeing the contact na on the screen, He Qianhui imdiately felt less tense.
"Who’s calling?"
"A good friend of mine; your prediction was spot on," she said.
Zhang Hao also found it strange. It seed like quite a coincidence.
Once she answered the call, her friend’s voice ca through imdiately.
"Xiaohui, is your husband working tomorrow? If he is, I’ll go register for an appointnt. My boyfriend hasn’t been feeling well these past couple of days, and I want him to see your husband."
"Hold on, I’ll pass the phone to him," she replied.
He Qianhui handed the phone to Zhang Hao, also relaying, "My friend is asking if you’re working tomorrow."
Zhang Hao took the phone and said to the person on the other end, "I’m working tomorrow. What’s the matter?"
The woman on the line seed a bit troubled.
"Doctor Zhang, since you’ll be at work, I’ll tell you about it at the hospital tomorrow. It’s not very convenient to talk about it over the phone."
"Alright, then just co straight to my office tomorrow, the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt," he said.
After hanging up, the two of them fell into thought.
"What exactly is wrong with your friend?"
He Qianhui shook her head, "I have no idea. I even saw her updates on social dia this afternoon."
"She said she was going to take a trip with her boyfriend these few days. Maybe sothing ca up suddenly."
"If sothing had happened, she wouldn’t have called . She would’ve just called an ambulance," she reasoned.
The couple discussed back and forth but couldn’t co up with an explanation, so they decided to wait and see what the next day would bring.
The next day, Zhang Hao arrived at his departnt. He hadn’t even changed into his work clothes when he saw a man and a woman holding hands as they approached.
"Hello, Doctor Zhang. I was the one who called you last night, we ca early today," the woman said.
Realizing it was her, Zhang Hao quickly invited them to sit down.
"Which one of you is feeling unwell?" he asked.
The woman gave her boyfriend a look, and the boyfriend just bowed his head without speaking.
Seeing the couple’s behavior, Zhang Hao guessed what the issue was.
"We were planning to go on a trip for a romantic getaway, but my boyfriend... well, he hasn’t been performing too well these days," she explained.
"Could you check him out and prescribe sothing to boost him up? If not, we’ll have no choice but to rely on dication."
"I finally have a vacation; I don’t want to go there and end up not being able to do anything."
The man quickly extended his hand, and Zhang Hao took his pulse to diagnose him.
"It doesn’t seem to be anything serious. Have you been too nervous, or perhaps you’ve been overworking these past few days?" he asked.
The man sighed and said, "I’ve been working overti recently, neither eating nor sleeping well."
"So, when it cos to that area of our life, I’ve been sowhat lacking, and she just says that my performance is declining."
Zhang Hao understood what he ant and said with a smile, "We’re human, not beasts of burden. You have to rest properly when it’s ti."
"I’ll prescribe you so dicine to help out. At least it’ll let both of you enjoy your trip. How about that?"
At Zhang Hao’s words, the woman imdiately brightened up, "Then thank you very much, Doctor Zhang."
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