Hospital Ward Anecdotes 2

"Will your absence from the company these past few days affect the contract termination process?"

Song Zhao smiled calmly and said, "The contract has been terminated. Cindy has taken care of everything for me. As for Zheng Shiqiu, after that bodyguard was arrested by the police, he quickly implicated him and revealed a lot of his dirty deeds. Although Chairman Zheng cleaned up his mess, he also removed him from the board of directors and said that he was not allowed to go to the company again."

"I thought you would let him off the hook and keep him in check."

“I’ve always been clear about right and wrong, so why should I tolerate him after we’ve already terminated the contract?”

Nanqi nodded and said, "That's right, well done!"

As the two were talking, Song Zhao's phone rang. He knew without guessing that it was Cindy again. "I'll go answer this call."

"You can talk here, I'm not sleepy."

“You just had surgery not long ago, and she’s so easily startled; she might scare you again.”

After speaking, Song Zhao left. This time, her phone call lasted significantly longer. She started at the ward door, then suddenly her expression darkened, and she walked away from where Nan Qi couldn't see her. When she returned, however, she had reverted to a nonchalant smile.

"Ugh, Cindy, you're getting more and more long-winded," Song Zhao complained.

"I can walk and jump now, and I can go to the toilet by myself without any problem. You can go ahead and do what you need to do."

“Cindy has done all my work for me. She was just complaining to me that I haven’t done anything these past few days. I told her that once I go back to work in a few days, she can have a good rest, and I promise not to call her once.”

As they talked, they both burst out laughing. Nanqi was laughing when suddenly her nose itched, and she couldn't help but sneeze twice. Song Zhao quickly asked, "Is the air conditioning too cold?"

She rubbed her nose and calmly said, "No, it must be Cindy secretly badmouthing me behind my back."

After Nanqi finished the last bottle of medicine, the veins on the back of her hand were finally free from suffering. She skipped and hopped, pulling Song Zhao to go out.

Song Zhao helped her change into casual clothes and led her by the hand toward the back entrance of the hospital. They passed through the cafeteria on the first floor, where a small, inconspicuous door was hidden. It was rarely used; it was very well concealed. Once you left through it, it was difficult to find your way back; people would usually detour to the main entrance from the outside.

"With all this winding and circuitous route, is it possible for us to turn back the way we came?" Nanqi asked.

"If others can't do it, why can't I?" Song Zhao said confidently, raising an eyebrow.

Song Zhao led her to a lawn where dragonflies flitted about, flowers and grass grew abundantly, and a pebble path ran through the middle. Nanqi hadn't been out in the sun for a long time, and the fragrance of the grass made her cheer with joy.

"Wow, freedom! I was so bored!" She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and spread her arms wide, like a bird that had just escaped its cage, stretching comfortably.

Seeing her like this, Song Zhao also laughed and quietly stayed by her side, afraid that she would be so happy that she would stumble and fall to the ground.

After taking a few deep breaths of fresh air, Nanqi slowly opened her eyes, reached out and hooked her arm around Song Zhao's neck, and said with a sly smile, "What do you think about us rolling around in the grass?"

"It's dirty."

"Then how do you suggest we get intimate?"

"Can't we just stand here?"

"How can you do it standing up?" Nanqi asked without any hesitation.

Song Zhao quickly covered her mouth, "Keep your voice down, it's broad daylight."

"snort."

Song Zhao chuckled and said, "You weren't like this before. You would blush so much if I kissed you. How come you want to play outdoors now?"

"I was influenced by you, I guess I've surpassed you."

Song Zhao nodded with a doting expression and said, "You're quite good at shifting the blame."

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me if you want it or not?"

Song Zhao took off the coat tied around his waist and spread it on the grass, surrounded by big trees and evergreen plants.

The two sat on her coat, looking at each other with ambiguous eyes. "You're not fully recovered, so I won't touch you there, but other places are fine."

As Song Zhao spoke, he skillfully unhooked her bra, groping along her back. Nan Qi rested her head against her shoulder, inhaling the fragrance from her neck, and gently kissed her.

"It smells so good."

Song Zhao's neck was very sensitive, and she couldn't help but shrink it. "It itches."

"Then I won't touch it, I'll just inhale the fragrance."

Song Zhao asked in surprise, "I didn't wear any perfume, so why do I smell good?"

"It smells better than perfume; you have to get really close to inhale it."

After hearing this, Song Zhao buried his face in her collarbone and said, "Then let me suckle too."

"Hey, be gentle, be gentle..."

"well."

After the two had been being affectionate for a while, Nanqi excitedly said, "If we get caught doing this, do you think we'll be dead on the spot?"

"Um... why do I get the feeling you're actually looking forward to it?"

"Pah, pah, pah, I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'm just imagining how pathetic we'll look," Nanqi said with a grin. "Wow, I'll never forget it."

Song Zhao pinched her nose speechlessly, "Can't you think of something nice! If we're really discovered, I'll definitely stand in front of you and make sure no one sees your face."

"That won't do. You're a celebrity. If anyone should be blocking someone, it should be me blocking you. Anyway, not many people know me."

As Nanqi spoke, she playfully leaned her upper body against Song Zhao, waving her hands wildly in front of her, deliberately feigning panic, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, please stop taking pictures!" After shouting, she glanced at Song Zhao in a serious manner, then immediately leaned her head over to cover her face, and said righteously, "If you want to take pictures, then take pictures of me!"

Song Zhao burst into laughter at her adorable antics. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and kissed the back of her hand, his eyes full of amusement: "Baby, you're so cute."

"Hehe, I'm only this cute in front of you." Nanqi squinted her eyes and kissed him.

Song Zhao had one arm around his hip and the other holding up his phone. With a "click," Nan Qi turned her head and, somewhat annoyed, said, "You took a picture of me?"

Song Zhao said smugly, "I have to keep the photo of you kissing me carefully."

"Let me see." Nanqi reached out to grab the phone.

Song Zhao stretched out his arm as far as it would go, "No."

Nanqi knelt up, bent over, and reached for the phone. "I want to see it."

"Call me 'husband' and I'll give it to you."

"Wife."

"I told you to call me husband."

"I don't care, just call me wife. I don't want a husband, I only want a wife."

Song Zhao laughed and said, "Okay, here you go." She brought up the photo album, and the most recent one was a picture of Nan Qi kissing her profile with his eyes closed.

"You're not even closing your eyes?!"

How can I take a picture with my eyes closed?

"...That seems to make sense."

Song Zhao opened the photo album they had taken when they were in school, which was full of intimate photos of the two of them. Further back, there were photos that Song Zhao had secretly taken of her, mostly before they started dating. There were photos of her face with her head down eating in the cafeteria, photos of the back of her head on her bicycle on the way home from school, and full-body photos of her dancing and joking around in a KTV room.

"You've taken so many pictures of me secretly; you've had a crush on me for a long time, haven't you?"

"I'm openly in love; it's just that you're too dense to realize it."

Nanqi smiled smugly, "I never expected I to be so charming."

"Speaking of which, you still have these photos from so early on?"

"Yeah, otherwise how would I survive on set?"

"It's all thanks to my photos."

Song Zhao shook his head. "No, it's because of you in the photo."

Wow... you're so good at sweet talk!

Nanqi hurriedly raised her hand and fanned her burning cheeks with her palm, saying urgently, "No, no, my heart is going to race again!"

Song Zhao hooked his arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and said with a mischievous grin, "Then let me treat you."

"Ah, here you go again..."

When the two returned to the ward, Nan Yue was already sitting on a chair by the bed waiting for them. Her gaze immediately locked onto Nan Qi's collarbone, noticing the few visible red marks, and she teased, "Brother-in-law, were the strawberries delicious?"

"Hmm, it tastes good." Song Zhao didn't shy away from the topic at all, responding calmly.

"Hey, that's enough!" Nanqi had been shamelessly making a scene just moments before, but she instantly became embarrassed in front of Nanyue.

Nan Yue couldn't hold it in and covered her mouth to chuckle for a while.

Nanqi was quickly drawn to the stack of colorful comic books on the table. Her eyes lit up, and she said with curiosity, "Not bad, you even knew to bring Detective Ming to me."

"What are you thinking? How far is home from here?" Nan Yue rolled her eyes. "This is a new book I specially bought for you at the bookstore."

Nanqi picked up the top book; it had obvious creases, clearly indicating that Yueyue had flipped through it first. Nanqi looked up at Nanyue with a sly gaze: "Did your brother-in-law give you money?"

“I have money of my own, you know!” Nan Yue retorted defiantly.

"Don't give me that." Nanqi exposed him mercilessly. "I might believe you if you could buy me one copy, but I don't believe you could buy a whole stack."

After saying that, she turned to look at Song Zhao, put her hands on her hips, and adopted an interrogation posture: "Did you secretly give her money again? Tell the truth!"

"I just let her buy books, I didn't give her much," Song Zhao said, her eyes darting around as she looked at everyone.

"Tch, I know you too well. You're always so extravagant. You can just throw away 200 yuan for something that costs 20 yuan!" She glanced at Nan Yue and said, "No wonder she was grinning like a sly fox this morning."

"Sister!" Nan Yue exclaimed in embarrassment and anger, "I'm still your own sister, can't you watch your mouth?!"

Nanqi crossed her arms and looked at her with disdain: "You always have that sly smile."

The two were bickering back and forth when three light knocks sounded at the door. "Come in," Nanqi said, and the door creaked open, revealing Xiao Hou.

"Sister Siwei..."