Chapter 57
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Not a lover, just family. Li Xin immediately grasped the key point. At this moment, her heart was filled with joy. If it's just family, then things become more manageable.
"I will cure him," Li Xin said with genuine sincerity this time.
"Thank you," Yan Rouwen expressed gratitude, noticing the serious demeanor of Li Xin, finding her different from the Li Xin she knew.
"Besides saying thank you, what else can you say?" Li Xin didn't particularly like hearing expressions of gratitude.
Yan Rouwen was momentarily stunned; she genuinely didn't know what else to say.
"You should say, 'I will stay with you forever’." Li Xin jokingly suggested.
Thinking about the commitment she would have to fulfill, Yan Rouwen couldn't find amusement in the situation; she would take each step as it came.
"Li Xin, what do you like about me?" Yan Rouwen had never quite understood what made Li Xin so persistent.
"I like everything about you.” She likes Yan Ruowen’s overly strong sense of responsibility, her seriousness, her strength—all her qualities. Even her flaws, she likes them too. Li Xin knew it was not just liking anymore; it was already love.
Li Xin's words always exceeded Yan Rouwen's imagination. Yan Rouwen didn't understand these emotions, but for the first time, she was acknowledging Li Xin's feelings.
"Thank you for the things you brought. Perhaps, I can have them as a late-night snack," Yan Rouwen said, anticipating a busy night ahead.
"Are you planning to stay up late to handle work again?" Li Xin felt a bit distressed. She wished Yan Rouwen would lose her job. Otherwise, this workaholic lifestyle would eventually lead Yan Rouwen to overwork, and Li Xin hoped for the Qian's company to collapse. Ideally, Yan Rouwen would be left penniless, and Li Xin could take care of her.
“Mm, there's still something I haven't finished," Yan Rouwen nodded, accustomed to this tight and busy life.
"Don't work too late. Well, since you never listen to me, I'll go make some ginseng tea for you." Li Xin immediately ran back to her office, fetching some finely sliced ginseng. Her father always stocked up on it, and occasionally he would send some to her office.
Yan Rouwen couldn't stop her in time. This person truly says the wind is the wind*, Yan Rouwen thought to herself.
*can't find a definition of this, but this is kinda similar to ‘saying the wind is the rain' which means assuming the truth out of a rumor or partial information. So in context, it could mean: that she means or takes action on the words she says, or that whatever she says is the truth.
Li Xin quickly brought the thermos with ginseng tea to Qian Shaowen's ward. Qian Shaowen was already asleep, and Yan Rouwen was sitting quietly, tapping the keys on her laptop.
Li Xin placed the thermos down, and Yan Rouwen looked up at her.
"It's late. Go back and rest," Yan Rouwen glanced at the clock and suggested.
"You go about your business, I'll just sit next to you." Li Xin smiled at Yan Rouwen. She enjoyed being alone with Yan Rouwen, even if they didn't say anything.
"You are a doctor now, and there's no room for mistakes. So, you must maintain the best mental state," Yan Rouwen regarded being a doctor as a sacred profession, dealing with matters of life and death. Therefore, it required more caution than other occupations. Additionally, Yan Rouwen didn't like Li Xin just sitting there and doing nothing but staring at her.
Li Xin listened to Yan Rouwen's stern advice, knowing that if she didn't leave, Yan Rouwen might think she lacked professionalism.
"I'll head back now. Don't work too late," Li Xin, like a worried mother hen, emphasized before leaving.
Yan Rouwen nodded; perhaps Li Xin genuinely cared about her.
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Zuo Qinghuan lay on the bed and stared at her phone. Qin Wanshu said she would call with a new number, but so far, there's been no sign of her. She tossed and turned in bed, feeling like something unknown had hooked onto her heart, making it hard to let go.
After showering, Qin Wanshu came out, reaching for the new card and phone placed nearby. She believed that Zuo Qinghuan must be waiting for her call at this moment, and she was confident in this assumption.
She leisurely inserted the new card into the new phone and then dialed the familiar number. The call was immediately answered, and a slight smile appeared on Qin Wanshu's lips; she had guessed correctly.
"Why are you calling just now? I've been waiting for a long time," complained Zuo Qinghuan with a hint of grievance, but the soft tone made it sound more like coquetry.
"The little girl is acting cute again," Qin Wanshu teased, noting Zuo Qinghuan's inherently coquettish nature.
"Qin Wanshu, I really want to bite you right now." Zuo Qinghuan wanted to bite her so hard to leave a lasting impression on her, ensuring she would think about her, and fret over her. Zuo Qinghuan knew that Qin Wanshu liked her, but to what extent, she wasn't entirely sure.
"Why?" Qin Wanshu's faint smile carried a warmth that seemed to echo through.
"I want you to remember me," Zuo Qinghuan said earnestly. "Qin Wanshu, I feel a bit scared," her tone was not as cheerful as before.
"What's going on?" Qin Wanshu asked.
"I'm afraid of liking you more and more, to the point where I can't control myself. I was originally so afraid of love," Zuo Qinghuan expressed uneasily.
"Fool, just let things happen naturally," Qin Wanshu gently reassured with a soft voice. Underneath Zuo Qinghuan's seemingly carefree facade, she is actually an insecure person.
"Qin Wanshu, can I really love you?" Zuo Qinghuan truly feels that loving Qin Wanshu requires tremendous courage. She lacks a birthright that matches hers and doesn't possess qualities that could match hers.
"You shouldn't ask me this question, you should ask yourself." Qin Wanshu said calmly.
Zuo Qinghuan could hear the slightest hint of displeasure in Qin Wanshu's tone, so she quickly changed the topic.
"It seems your birthday is coming soon." Zuo Qinghuan's tone became cheerful, and the context quickly changed.
“Mm," Qin Wanshu lightly responded. In fact, Zuo Qinghuan possessed a natural talent for reading people's expressions and understanding their emotions. Qin Wanshu acknowledged that her emotions were not easily captured by others, but Zuo Qinghuan effortlessly discerned them. Since their first meeting, Zuo Qinghuan always knew when to stop teasing and precisely captured the nuances in her requests and conversations. Qin Wanshu wondered about the environment that shaped Zuo Qinghuan's keen perception. She was already aware of Zuo Qinghuan's past, but many details were likely omitted in the investigative report. These details could play a crucial role in shaping Zuo Qinghuan's character.
"I'm thinking about what gift to give you..." Zuo Qinghuan said thoughtfully. Qin Wanshu doesn't seem to be lacking anything.
"Don't bother too much about it; anything is fine." It seems that having birthdays since childhood has left Qin Wanshu with little anticipation for surprises, so she doesn't expect anything specific for a birthday gift.
"Can I give you myself then?" Zuo Qinghuan said jokingly.
"Okay." Qin Wanshu responded softly. Zuo Qinghuan was indeed better than many gifts.
"I'm serious, do you really want my body?" Zuo Qinghuan didn't believe Qin Wanshu understood what she meant.
"..." Qin Wanshu was momentarily at a loss for words, only then did she realize Zuo Qinghuan's intention. Could she refuse this gift? If she said no, Zuo Qinghuan might be unhappy, but if she agreed, Qin Wanshu felt a great deal of pressure. She truly wasn't concerned about this aspect, but the problem was Zuo Qinghuan had an inexplicable insistence on this matter.
"I'm just teasing you." Zuo Qinghuan believed that Qin Wanshu's expression must be very funny at this moment. She didn't believe Qin Wanshu couldn’t be attacked. Her goal wasn't to be the submissive one but to conquer her goddess. She felt excited with just the thought of her goddess willingly indulging in pleasure underneath her. In truth, Zuo Qinghuan didn't have a particular insistence on this matter. It was the shared experience with Qin Wanshu that held an inexplicable attachment for her.
Author's Note:
It's very late again. I have to go to bed quickly. I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning. Wuwu, it's time to go to work…