When it was ti to take a bath, Zhang Hao was still asking if her period would end after he returned from his business trip.
He Qianhui took a sip of water and nodded, "It should be about over, why do you ask?"
"That’s good, you weren’t ho these past few days, and I didn’t feel like dealing with that sort of thing, so it was quite bearable," Zhang Hao explained.
He Qianhui understood what Zhang Hao ant, thinking about how she hadn’t bathed yesterday and how she slled awful.
He Qianhui stood up, pulled the living room curtains closed, and the next second she took off her top.
Realizing the situation, Zhang Hao quickly turned around and hid in the bathroom,
He Qianhui quickly followed him but found he had already locked the door.
"Coward, hurry up and open the door. Weren’t you always yelling about wanting to shower with ? Now that water is so expensive, we should save so."
Zhang Hao didn’t respond from inside the bathroom, "Wait for , I’ll just take a quick shower and then co out. It won’t use much water."
Zhang Hao showered inside the bathroom while He Qianhui waited outside.
Within a few minutes, Zhang Hao ca out, his hair still dripping wet, especially with that handso face, rosy lips, and white teeth, he was just too good-looking.
He Qianhui had already found a piece of clothing to put on, but the slightly open neckline
still left her sultry figure completely exposed, sotis being fully naked isn’t as attractive.
It’s that teasing hint of concealnt that sets the imagination soaring.
Zhang Hao coughed twice, trying to appear more normal.
He Qianhui crossed her arms over her chest, her breasts were naturally large, and now with her arms underneath, they were even more irresistible.
Zhang Hao deliberately looked away, "Go on, go, go take a shower, don’t just stand there."
Zhang Hao urged her hurriedly, but He Qianhui stood still, "What’s the matter? I don’t have to get up early tomorrow, I can stay up all night and it wouldn’t matter."
"Look how scared you were just now, I’m not a tigress, I don’t bite."
Zhang Hao knew He Qianhui was teasing him deliberately, to avoid feeling uncomfortable later.
He kept his distance from her as much as possible, no matter how she teased him, he ignored her.
He Qianhui then gave up, "Alright, I won’t tease you anymore, I’m going to shower."
Zhang Hao took the opportunity while He Qianhui showered to lie down in bed and try to fall asleep.
To avoid starting her sches once she was done.
Perhaps the day had been too exhausting, Zhang Hao fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
He didn’t even know when He Qianhui ca back from the shower.
It was only the next morning when he woke up and found He Qianhui sleeping peacefully in his arms.
But when He Qianhui got up, she unexpectedly found a little bit of red on the bedsheet beneath her.
Zhang Hao was making breakfast in the kitchen when he heard so noise in the living room and quickly turned off the stove to check.
"Honey, I dirtied the bedsheet," He Qianhui said.
Seeing the small bloodstain on the bedsheet, Zhang Hao really didn’t mind.
"It’s okay, we’ll change it and wash it clean, I’ll take care of it when I co ho tonight."
He Qianhui felt a bit guilty, recalling she had not experienced this before.
Could it be that her body was really abnormal this ti, causing this?
Zhang Hao saw He Qianhui’s worry and quickly stripped the bedsheet off the bed.
The blood had soaked through to the second layer, Zhang Hao changed everything to new and took the sheets to wash.
After arranging everything, he finally arrived at the hospital and indeed, he was two hours late compared to the usual starting ti.
When Yu saw Zhang Hao, she hurried forward with concern, "Mr. Zhang, why are you so late today? I thought you had taken another day off."
"There was a sudden issue this morning, so I ca late. Thank you for your concern. You should hurry and let them know to release my number."
Yu nodded and rushed out of the departnt to instruct those in charge of distributing the numbers.
Zhang Hao had just sat down when a patient entered; it was an elderly lady.
Elderly people seem to believe more in traditional dicine, especially since Zhang Hao had been featured in several news reports before.
In this city, his reputation was even greater than so of the older experts.
Initially, many people doubted his dical skills, thinking that he was too young and lacked experience, which could easily lead to misjudgnts.
However, over ti, Zhang Hao had never made any mistakes in his work.
This was sufficient to prove his remarkable ability.
At so point, long queues had already ford outside the departnt of traditional dicine.
Zhang Hao had almost no leisure ti, but he never complained about this situation.
After all, there were too many sick people these days, and he was treating as many as he could.
After taking care of the elderly lady, Zhang Hao didn’t even have ti to take a sip of water.
Just as he had tidied up the things on his desk, another patient, a woman around the age of twenty-three, ca in.
From the woman’s attire, it appeared she worked in an entertainnt venue, and upon entering, he could sll a mix of alcohol and cheap perfu emanating from her.
A flicker of unease crossed Zhang Hao’s face, but he readily accepted her as his patient.
"Doctor, could you check on , I’ve been suffering from insomnia lately, can you prescribe so dicine to help sleep?" the woman said.
Her tone seed slightly aggressive, but Zhang Hao remained gentle as usual, "Let check your pulse and see what the problem is."
The woman placed her wrist on the pillow, still chewing gum, clearly not taking her health seriously.
"Have you been experiencing discomfort in your throat recently, and pain in your chest?" Zhang Hao asked.
The woman perked up when she heard Zhang Hao say this, "Doctor, how did you know? Have you placed a monitor on ?"
Zhang Hao glanced at her and said, "You’ve coughed three tis since you ca in, and your breathing rate isn’t very high."
"You’ve even deliberately slowed your breathing rhythm. I think there must be so pain in your chest and lungs, which makes you breathe this way to alleviate discomfort."
"If you want your body to recover, you must change your daily habits. Even if a deity were to co, it wouldn’t help if you don’t change."
The woman quickly withdrew her hand and after a long while said, "That won’t work, I feel horrible without alcohol; I might give up smoking, but I can’t quit drinking."
Since she was unwilling to cooperate, Zhang Hao naturally had a way to deal with such situations.
"Then please go back, or find another doctor for your diagnosis," Zhang Hao said.
The woman was surprised by Zhang Hao’s firm stance, "Aren’t doctors supposed to save lives and help the injured? I’ve co here for treatnt."
"You should be finding ways to cure , not pushing patients away. Do you believe I could post a video and make you lose your job?"
Zhang Hao ignored her and called out towards the office door, "Next, please."
Today Zhang Hao was already two hours late for work, which had delayed so ti.
His quota for today had already been reduced by ten patients.
The patients waiting in line were eager for Zhang Hao to examine their conditions.
Thus, upon hearing the call for the next patient, the person behind imdiately hustled in.
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