Chapter 1175: 1175: Love at First Sight in Medicine (Part 32)
Chapter 1175: Chapter 1175: Love at First Sight in Medicine (Part 32)
Next day.
Chuzheng got up and saw Yuk Jian coming out of the bathroom, his hair wet and dripping water, his whole body exuding a damp aura.
Chuzheng squinted her eyes: “Why did you shower in the morning?” We didn’t do anything last night.
“…”
Yuk Jian wiped his hair as he walked out: “Get some more sleep. I’ll make breakfast for you.”
Since that day, even when Chuzheng slept in her own room, she would switch to his room in the middle of the night.
Yuk Jian was helpless.
Lock the door?
Couldn’t keep it locked!
She didn’t know how she opened the door. To prevent being startled awake every night, he could only default to Chuzheng sleeping in his room.
The painful consequence of indulgence was having to take cold showers every morning.
“When did you start believing in Buddhism?”
Chuzheng flipped through the book Yuk Jian left on the desk, glancing at the person sitting on the bed reading.
“…”
Yuk Jian’s fingers stiffened for a moment, then he nonchalantly turned the page: “Just browsing. I’m off tomorrow, anywhere you want to go?”
“I don’t want to go anywhere.” I just want to laze around.
Salted Fish Boss has no dreams.
[Miss, your dream should be to squander money~]
No!
That’s not my dream, don’t randomly assign me characters! As a successor of socialism, how can such behavior be acceptable! You’ll get blocked!
How did you learn your core socialist values?!
[…] Something feels not quite right.
…Why did Miss learn to use this to teach me?!
“At home?”
“Not allowed?”
Yuk Jian seemed to smile, but before Chuzheng could see clearly, he was back to normal: “It’s fine, I’ll keep you company.”
Yuk Jian lowered his head; he already didn’t know what was written in the book.
Since when did he become so adept at saying ‘home’?
Yuk Jian glanced over at the person in the corner, his mouth involuntarily curving into a smile.
Because she’s here, this place is home.
Buzz——
Yuk Jian received a call, glancing at the screen, he took his phone outside to answer it. Chuzheng peeked and heard Yuk Jian calling out “Auntie,” before retracting her head.
Miss Lu Ailing would call Yuk Jian every few days—she called so often that Chuzheng would either be perfunctory or dismissive, not getting any useful information at all.
Yuk Jian came back after finishing the call, leaning against the door frame: “Xiao Chu, we’ll probably have to go out tomorrow.”
“Why?”
Yuk Jian: “Auntie’s flight has a layover here for a few hours, she wants to have a meal with you.”
Chuzheng: “…”
The dream of lazing around is always so easily shattered.
Pitiful.
So pitiful.
–
Yuk Jian calculated the time and took Chuzheng to the airport to pick up Miss Lu Ailing. The place to eat was chosen by Yuk Jian; when the three arrived, it was not yet mealtime, and there were few people.
“This way please…”
The server led them to a private room, where Miss Lu Ailing very boldly took on the responsibility of ordering.
Yuk Jian watched from the side, occasionally reminding her what Chuzheng couldn’t eat.
Miss Lu Ailing generally knew what to avoid, but certainly not as detailed as Yuk Jian did. Ultimately, she simply handed the menu to him and went on to chat with Chuzheng.
“Doctor Yuk is good to you, right?” Miss Lu Ailing asked in a low voice.
“Yes.”
“Has he ever…” Miss Lu Ailing gave Chuzheng a look.
Chuzheng propped her chin up, calmly saying: “Physical hardware doesn’t allow it.”
“He hasn’t brought it up, right?”
“Nope.”
Miss Lu Ailing was a little more relieved: “I think Doctor Yuk is genuinely good, but as a mother, I worry about your health…”
She became troubled again toward the end.
Miss Lu Ailing: “Rest assured, Mom and Dad are working hard to earn money so you can be a little rich lady in the future.”
Chuzheng: “…” Didn’t want to be.
Miss Lu Ailing talked a lot. If Chuzheng ignored her, she’d turn and talk to Yuk Jian.
Probably because this person is Chuzheng’s biological mother, his future mother-in-law, Yuk Jian dared not not listen and could only respond earnestly.
“I’ll go to the restroom.”
“I’ll go with you.” Yuk Jian immediately got up.
“No need.” Chuzheng pressed him back down; she wasn’t that fragile, needing company even to go to the restroom.
“Then be careful.”
“…”
Chuzheng left the private room. It was already lively outside with people coming and going by mealtime.
Chuzheng came out of the restroom and headed back toward the private room. She hadn’t taken many steps before there was a sudden exclamation behind her, and someone bumped her back.
Beside her was a staircase leading down, and Chuzheng had started to fall.
In a flash, Chuzheng whipped out the Yin Xian, wrapped it around the handrail, and quickly stabilized her body, standing firm on the staircase edge.
Chuzheng looked at the person who bumped into her; it was a young girl who seemed terrified.
“S-Sorry, are you okay?” The young girl hurried over, her tone tinged with genuine nervousness and apology: “I didn’t mean it; someone else pushed me…”
Chuzheng saw a familiar figure at the end of the corridor, fleeting, disappearing quickly around the corner.
Mu Keke?
“I’m fine.” Chuzheng dismissed the innocent-looking girl full of apologies.
Was Mu Keke just trying to push her? These stairs aren’t high, just a few steps; even if she fell, she’d at most scrape some skin.
Such childish revenge?
Wrong…
She’s a heart disease patient; falling like this could very well trigger her heart condition.
Just like in the original plot, Mu Keke knew the original character had heart disease but flaunted the photos anyway.
She did it on purpose…
But I have no evidence.
Frustrating.
–
After finishing the meal and leaving, Chuzheng saw Mu Keke in the hotel lobby, wearing the restaurant’s uniform. Chuzheng glanced over and she quickly ducked away. Miss Lu Ailing kept urging her, so Chuzheng had no choice but to leave first.
Back home, Chuzheng checked Mu Keke’s recent whereabouts.
She was job hunting everywhere, but she was either blocked by her education or couldn’t last two days before being fired; in short, things weren’t going smoothly.
Her relationship with Han Jing didn’t seem very good either, with frequent arguments heard by the neighbors.
Chuzheng saw her at the restaurant; she happened to be working there…
Mu Keke had no choice. She had found jobs before with high salaries, but she couldn’t do them; others were too tiring.
In the past years in the Mi Family, her work had been very easy, cooking and doing laundry. Heavy tasks could be outsourced.
But the jobs she found later either had too much work, with one person doing several people’s tasks, or employers required all sorts of things, making Mu Keke too angry, often clashing with employers, and ultimately failing after a few days when the employer complained.
After a few trials, the company didn’t dare to assign her work anymore.
Finally, Mu Keke had no choice but to work as a server.
“Mu Keke, how did you clean this private room? Look at it yourself!!”
The supervisor exclaimed, annoyed, as Mu Keke reluctantly went over, unable to resist retorting: “I cleaned it thoroughly…”
“Clean yet so dirty? What if customers see this?” The supervisor scolded, pointing at Mu Keke: “Slacking off instead of working seriously; I’ve caught you several times; keep this up and you’re out!”