Chapter 1164 - Capítulo 1164: 1164: Love at First Sight in Medicine (Part 21)
Capítulo 1164: Chapter 1164: Love at First Sight in Medicine (Part 21)
He couldn’t find anything related to the cufflinks, so he took two pictures and sent them to a friend in the fashion industry for advice.
The friend quickly replied: Custom-made, quite valuable.
Yuk Jian pressed down on the plastic bag beside him—quite valuable?
She used this thing to store it?
[Yuk Jian: You left something at the hospital, I’ll bring it to you later.]
[Chuzheng: You?]
[Yuk Jian: Yes.]
After replying, Yuk Jian felt something was off. He carefully read through the conversation again, realizing something was amiss, and his heart began to race.
[Yuk Jian: What you bought was left at the hospital.]
Yuk Jian took a picture and sent it.
[Chuzheng: It’s a gift for you.]
[Yuk Jian: ???]
[Chuzheng: If you don’t like it, feel free to throw it away.]
No matter what Yuk Jian sent after that, there was no response.
Yuk Jian had to give up on communicating and checked the schedule, receiving a text message he assumed was from Chuzheng, but it turned out to be from an unsaved number.
He could tell who it was from the content.
Duan Ruihuan had sent him quite a few messages, either showing concern or inviting him for meal or tea.
[Yuk Jian: Miss Duan, please stop bothering me in the future.]
Yuk Jian sent this message and blocked her directly.
Previously, due to family ties, he didn’t block her; otherwise, if she complained, he’d have to face a three-court interrogation.
He wasn’t bothered, but his family would keep bringing it up, which was annoying to hear.
As for why he blocked her now…
Yuk Jian felt that since he decided to try to understand Chuzheng, he didn’t need to let other women cling to him, causing unnecessary trouble.
Yuk Jian wanted to return the cufflinks to Chuzheng, but she naturally didn’t want them. Once a gift is given, there’s no logic in taking it back.
Yuk Jian had no choice; he couldn’t really throw them away, right?
Nor could he anger her…
–
After Yuk Jian blocked Duan Ruihuan, she started visiting the hospital daily, carrying a bunch of flowers, taking on the demeanor of a playboy chasing someone, filled with concern.
Initially, Duan Ruihuan would wait for Yuk Jian after work, but his work hours weren’t fixed. Sometimes, he’d be performing surgery or dealing with a tricky patient, often delaying his off-duty hours by several hours.
Duan Ruihuan could wait for one or two hours…but after three to four hours, she couldn’t hold on.
As Yuk Jian prepared to drive after work, a car drove by and stopped next to him.
A limited edition Lamborghini… Yuk Jian glanced at the car, turning his attention to the person slowly revealed as the car window lowered.
He thought it was Duan Ruihuan…
Unexpectedly, it was Chuzheng.
“Doctor Yuk, good evening.”
Yuk Jian couldn’t help but frown: “Why are you still here so late?”
Chuzheng rested her hands on the steering wheel, her voice clear and cold, showing no emotion: “Came to pick you up from work.”
Yuk Jian’s eyebrows almost knit together with worry: “I’ve told you before, you shouldn’t stay up this late…”
Chuzheng boldly: “You finish work late, blame me?” I also don’t want to be here in the middle of the night!!
“…”
That’s how it is at the hospital, what can he do.
“What if I’m on night duty today? If I don’t get off work, how long do you plan to wait here?”
“I asked Doctor Hou.” I’m not dumb! Chuzheng urged him: “Are you getting in the car?”
Yuk Jian glanced around, and at this hour, there was hardly anyone, but they were blocking the exit road at the moment. He circled the car and pulled open the driver’s side door: “Move over.”
Chuzheng was happy to oblige, moving directly to the other side inside the car. Yuk Jian got in: “In the future, if you have any questions, ask me directly, don’t bother Doctor Hou.”
Chuzheng fiddled with her phone: “Doctor Hou doesn’t find it bothersome.”
“…”
Yuk Jian started the car, slowly driving out of the hospital, suddenly remembering something, and turned to ask her: “Do you have a driver’s license?”
“No.”
Yuk Jian’s brow twitched: “Without one, how did you drive the car here?”
“Had someone bring it over,” Chuzheng said casually: “I drove less than ten meters myself.”
Yuk Jian: “…”
Chuzheng put down the phone: “Does Duan Ruihuan send you flowers every day?”
“Doctor Hou told you?” Yuk Jian felt the need to talk to Doctor Hou! “I have nothing to do with her…”
“I know, she wants to chase you.”
Yuk Jian glanced at Chuzheng, who was turned sideways, looking out the window. The colorful city lights streaked across her face, the light was dim and uncertain.
Yuk Jian wanted to ask if she was angry, but he realized he probably wasn’t in a position to ask.
Duan Ruihuan’s actions were beyond his control, and he hadn’t accepted anything from her nor had any intimate communication.
Yuk Jian suddenly stopped the car: “Wait for me a moment.”
Yuk Jian got out and left, returning fifteen minutes later with a bouquet of wrapped white roses: “For you.”
Chuzheng’s gaze swept over the roses, her eyes seeming to sparkle: “Have you agreed to date me?”
“No,” Yuk Jian stated: “Do you want them?”
“…Want!”
When Yuk Jian looked down, he couldn’t resist a slight smile, but when he raised his head to look at the road, the curve seemed to disappear, as if it were an illusion.
Yuk Jian dropped Chuzheng off at the bottom of her apartment complex.
Chuzheng pushed open the car door and got out, waving grandly: “The car is yours.”
“???” Yuk Jian immediately got out: “Why are you giving me a car, I already have one.”
“I don’t have a license,” Chuzheng said, “Do you want me to get a license? Or do you want me to drive without one?”
The subtext in Chuzheng’s words was that if you leave the car here, she’s definitely going to drive it.
Yuk Jian thought for a moment: “I’ll take the keys first, you can ask for them once you’ve decided what to do.”
Chuzheng didn’t expect Yuk Jian to pull such a stunt, but she remained unperturbed: “I can have the manufacturer make me another set of keys, are you sure you want to leave it here?”
“…”
In the end, Yuk Jian drove the car away.
The Yuk Family wasn’t short on money; the car he drove wasn’t bad, although not many people recognized it, but this flashy car was indeed the first he’d ever driven.
Thinking about the cufflinks left in his apartment, Yuk Jian felt a headache; what exactly does her family do? Do they own mines?
Even owning mines doesn’t justify such wastefulness, does it?
Doesn’t her family care?
–
In the scorching summer, Chuzheng didn’t want to go anywhere, preferring to laze at home, enjoy the air conditioning, and read books.
The King’s Account seemed to be considerate of her condition, issuing fewer tasks than in other realms.
But Chuzheng didn’t expect that by staying home, someone would come to her door—Mother Yuk.
Chuzheng was now sitting face-to-face with Mother Yuk in a coffee shop; Mother Yuk hadn’t asked what Chuzheng wanted to drink but had ordered two coffees for herself.
“I don’t drink coffee.” Chuzheng called the waiter: “Warm water.”
The waiter glanced at Mother Yuk and nodded, leaving.
Mother Yuk’s eyes flashed with surprise, likely thinking that since she had already ordered, Chuzheng, as the younger, wouldn’t dare change it.
Chuzheng now wondered—is Mother Yuk planning to throw money at her?