As soon as Su Yan walked in, she was sized up by the woman in the hospital gown holding a pink cat-thed lunchbox.
The woman smiled knowingly.
"Bringing lunch for Doctor Song?"
Su Yan nodded.
"Yes."
The woman’s gaze fell on Su Yan’s transparent lunchbox.
The woman fiddled with her hair.
"You don’t know?"
"What?"
"Doctor Song never eats the hospital cafeteria’s lunches."
After speaking, the woman waved her hand as a sign.
"Besides, first co, first served. You wait for the next al."
Su Yan looked at the lunchbox in her hand and then at the woman who seed so confident.
Su Yan began to ponder.
Should she buy another?
But it seed she didn’t have enough money left.
If she took a taxi out, she wouldn’t have money to return.
Just as she was in a dilemma, Song Yujing returned.
He was wearing a white coat, seemingly having gone to see so patients.
He was still holding a stethoscope in his hand.
Song Yujing noticed the clinic door was open.
His originally frosty expression grew colder.
He pushed the door open.
Before he could speak, he heard a woman’s delicate voice.
"Doctor Song, you’re back, haven’t eaten yet, right?"
Song Yujing didn’t even lift his eyelids.
"Leave."
The woman froze.
She hadn’t expected to be treated so rudely.
She couldn’t help but say,
"Doctor Song, I was introduced by the director..."
Only half her words were spoken before being interrupted.
"Leave."
The indifference and unapproachability of Song Yujing had
caused nearly all of the hospital nurses to go from eager to distant observation.
Unless a pretty new nurse, who doesn’t know the height of heaven and earth, ca.
But after one encounter, they were usually transferred far away the next day.
And there were others like this woman.
Using the guise of seeking treatnt to flirt with n.
Those who typically do this usually have strong backing.
Various connections, from rich second generations to big shots.
Impossible to guard against.
Almost every now and then a reckless one would appear.
The ultimate outco was, like now, being coldly sent away.
The woman was quite embarrassed.
Standing there, she had nowhere to vent her anger.
Sudden fury shifted to the silent Su Yan standing nearby.
"Doctor Song told you to leave, so why are you still standing here doing nothing?"
Su Yan blinked.
Initially, Song Yujing only felt impatience, to the point he didn’t see who was actually standing in the room.
Now he lifted his head for a glance.
He paused.
Soon, he appeared even colder than before.
Seemingly, even angrier.
Su Yan faced that woman.
"He asked you to leave, we still need to eat."
The woman looked disdainful.
"You think you..."
Before she could finish.
Su Yan said,
"I’m his wife."
Once those words fell, the woman beca silent.
In disbelief, she looked Su Yan up and down.
Probably surprised that this freckled woman was indeed Doctor Song’s rumored wife.
The woman was sowhat disappointed.
Nothing special after all.
Luckily, the woman didn’t stir up more trouble.
Cuddling her lunchbox, she turned and left.
The room only had Su Yan and Song Yujing left.
For so reason, Su Yan, who spoke firmly earlier.
Now didn’t know what to do.
She finally spoke up,
"Did you eat?"
Song Yujing was expressionless.
"Yes."
After responding, he directly brushed past Su Yan and went to his seat.
Su Yan noticed on the table, there was still the bouquet of roses she bought today.
But for so reason, so of the stems were snapped, looking a bit disarrayed.
A few roses were missing.
For a mont, Su Yan didn’t know what to say.
Song Yujing remained expressionless.
"Anything else?"
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