Xia Xin saw the approaching person and Zhang Hao behaving intimately and guessed their relationship.
For a mont, she felt like a clown, even the way others in the departnt looked at her seed to have changed.
It was as if they were mocking her; Xia Xin left dejectedly, and not until she was out of the hospital gate did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He Qianhui did not recognize Xia Xin and did not realize who she was, thinking she was just a regular female patient Zhang Hao was treating.
"There shouldn’t be any more patients after this, right?" He Qianhui asked.
Zhang Hao shook his head, packed up his things, and with the support of He Qianhui, left his departnt.
As for everyone else, they didn’t make a big deal out of it and continued with their work.
On the way ho, He Qianhui drove as slowly as possible, aiming to see what was along the road.
If there was anything good, she could always stop and buy it.
But by the end of the road, there wasn’t anything that caught He Qianhui’s interest, so she finally sped up and went ho.
Just as they entered the house, Zhang Hao suddenly received a ssage from Xia Xin.
When he first saw the content, Zhang Hao thought he was seeing things.
He Qianhui glanced back and caught a glimpse of his phone screen.
"Who is texting you again, and such a long ssage."
With that question from her, Zhang Hao didn’t hide anything and simply placed his phone on the console cabinet at the entrance.
This way, He Qianhui could also clearly see the content of the ssage.
"Is this person that girl you ntioned to before? It seems like I shouldn’t have gone to the hospital to take you ho today."
Zhang Hao changed his shoes, still using his crutch as he walked towards the living room.
"Didn’t you notice that after you arrived, she quietly left?"
He Qianhui thought back and it did seem to be the case; there was indeed a quite pretty girl who had walked away dejectedly.
At that ti, she was wondering who the girl was, and she hadn’t intended to disturb Zhang Hao at work when she went to his departnt.
But just after a few words, the girl had left, and He Qianhui was quite surprised.
It was only a very minor, trivial situation, so insignificant that if Zhang Hao hadn’t ntioned it now, it would have already slipped her mind.
"So, it was her, she is indeed quite pretty. But she already knows you have a girlfriend, so why would she still be so closely involved with you, is it that she wants to replace ?"
Zhang Hao sat on the sofa, never having expected He Qianhui could say such a thing.
Suddenly alard, "How could that be possible? Even if she wanted to replace you, I wouldn’t allow it."
"If it hadn’t been for her causing Mr. Zhang’s car accident, do you think I would have gone to the bar late at night to find her?"
"Moreover, I would consider myself to have a doctor’s compassionate heart, unable to bear seeing her tornted by illness, so I reluctantly agreed to take her as a patient."
"Later, she told she exchanged contact information in order to monitor her health condition, you know this."
"After that, she said she wanted to pursue , so I was eager to get a marriage certificate with you, this way, both of us are protected by law."
"No matter how much she struggles, she wouldn’t have a chance."
He Qianhui looked at Zhang Hao with a aningful expression, and it took a long while before she finally spoke.
"If she didn’t work at the bar, would you have had any feelings for her?"
"Don’t worry, just tell the truth, I won’t get mad."
Whenever He Qianhui said this, Zhang Hao would definitely not take it at face value—how could he not be angry?
It was nothing but bait waiting for him to bite.
"Even if she were the number one girl in the world, I couldn’t consider her. I know my own limits, and I can’t handle a woman like her,"
He Qianhui felt there was so degree of credibility in what Zhang Hao said.
"Hearing such a sincere answer, I’ll let you off this ti. What do you want to eat this evening? I’ll cook it for you,"
Zhang Hao was puzzled, "Wasn’t the maid supposed to stay with us long-term? Why isn’t she here today?"
"The maid had sothing to do today; she already asked for leave,"
Zhang Hao uttered an "oh", got up, and went to the refrigerator. Looking at the stocked items, he was undecided about what to have for a while.
After so hesitation, he still felt it was best to let He Qianhui decide; she always organized als the best.
He Qianhui was not expecting to be given such a daunting task, as she looked at the ingredients in the fridge.
"How about we just have so noodles then? It’s quicker, and there’s quite a bit of the soup I made last ti left,"
After a busy day, it indeed was better to eat early and rest early, especially since Zhang Hao’s als were taken care of by the maid recently.
He had his fill of exquisite dishes, from poultry to at and a well-matched variety of dishes.
Yet, he was really craving a bowl of noodles.
When He Qianhui had cooked the noodles and served them, Zhang Hao couldn’t wait to start eating.
"Though the maid’s cooking is good, it’s still far from your cooking skills,"
In response to Zhang Hao’s flattery, He Qianhui shook her head, "Don’t try to sweet-talk , I won’t be fooled by your flattery."
"How could this be considered flattery? I am speaking nothing but the truth. Moreover, when you grow old, you’ll have to take care of . I certainly don’t want a young maid taking care of my als," Zhang Hao said.
"What’s wrong with a young maid? They are great, young and capable. Maybe after taking care of you for a couple of years, you might even rejuvenate," He Qianhui said with a hint of jealousy.
"Rejuvenate? You’re joking. If young girls had that ability, why would emperors from the past scour the world for the elixir of life? Do you think there were no young girls around the emperor?" Zhang Hao retorted.
With that, He Qianhui felt that he was just being arguntative.
"Hurry up and eat; after you finish, rest right away. I don’t have ti to chat about trivial things here,"
When they returned to their bedroom, it was already late.
Even though Zhang Hao wanted to do sothing, He Qianhui would not allow it.
She forced him to rest early.
That night, Zhang Hao had several dreams.
In his dreams, he saw He Qianhui eloping with that client, and it was during their wedding.
When the officiant asked if he loved the woman before him, He Qianhui unexpectedly shook her head vigorously.
She repeatedly said she didn’t love this man; her love was for another.
Just as Zhang Hao wondered who the beloved was, He Qianhui quickly tore off her veil.
She ran towards the doorway and saw that man, dressed sharply and holding flowers.
With a smile, he embraced her in front of so many people—He Qianhui shouted, "The person I love is him."
Due to the ultra-realism of the dream, when Zhang Hao woke up, he instinctively wiped the sweat off his forehead.
At the sa ti, he realized that He Qianhui’s figure was not beside him, which made him even more scared, nervous, and panicky.
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