38 tenderness

◎Do you know how to tie a tie? ◎

Xue Lu's birthday night was undoubtedly his wedding night.

After such a fierce battle, the two naturally slept very soundly that night.

Xue Lu woke up first in the morning, while Song Qinggui was still asleep.

Xue Lu looked at her and couldn't help but kiss her face repeatedly.

Before he could finish being affectionate, Song Qinggui's phone suddenly rang. Xue Lu looked for the source of the ringing and was about to answer it for her, but Song Qinggui woke up as if on cue when she heard the ringtone and skillfully took her phone out from under her pillow.

Xue Lu knew that this was a side effect of studying medicine.

They have to work night shifts while pursuing their master's and doctoral degrees, and they wake up instantly when they hear a phone call; it's a basic requirement of theirs.

Song Qinggui glanced at the caller ID, shook his head violently, and forced himself to wake up: "Hello? What's up?"

The person on the other end of the phone was a resident in the obstetrics department named Hu Zixuan: "Director Song, please come to the hospital quickly, a family member is causing trouble."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be right there."

Song Qinggui hung up the phone and was about to get up to go to the hospital. But when she lifted the blanket, she realized she wasn't wearing any clothes, and then she woke up from her dream and remembered what had happened last night.

Her cheeks flushed, and she turned to Xue Lu, saying, "Where...where are my clothes? Go get them for me."

"Wife, you finally saw me?" Xue Lu chuckled helplessly.

Song Qinggui was startled awake by the phone call and sat up to get dressed in one smooth motion, completely ignoring the living person lying next to her.

That slightly coquettish "wife" made her heart race again.

"Go and get my clothes quickly," Song Qinggui said. "I have important business at the hospital and need to go right away."

Xue Lu obediently got up and went to the wardrobe to get her some clothes: "Would a black suit be alright?"

“Okay.” Song Qinggui remembered something: “Um… could you bring me… the underwear too? It’s… in the drawer compartment of the wardrobe.”

Following Song Qinggui's instructions, Xue Lu opened the drawer. Song Qinggui's little clothes were neatly arranged there, and Xue Lu's gaze was immediately filled with lustful thoughts.

Having tasted the sweetness of love, he was deeply in love and couldn't help but want more. However, he still suppressed his wicked thoughts, carefully took out the clothes, and handed them to Song Qinggui.

But he was unwilling to let her off so easily, so when he handed her the clothes, Xue Lu whispered, "Wear those in the drawer for me to see later."

Song Qinggui felt like the underfloor heating in her house was going to kill her. She gritted her teeth and nodded, then hurriedly put on her clothes. Xue Lu stood by the bed, half-naked, watching her quietly.

Song Qinggui felt uncomfortable being stared at, but felt it would be pretentious not to let him see, since he had already done what he was supposed to do. So he could only blush and finally manage to put his clothes on properly.

The hospital called urgently, and Song Qinggui didn't even have time to wash up before getting up to leave. Xue Luqiang pulled him back.

"There's bread and milk on the table. Eat before you go, or you'll get low blood sugar." Xue Lu was unusually domineering. "I'll take you today, it'll definitely be faster than usual, don't rush."

Song Qinggui listened to Xue Lu and finished his breakfast.

At this moment, Xue Lu finished dressing and walked over to Song Qinggui, who was just swallowing the last sip of milk. Xue Lu handed her a tie and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

Song Qinggui avoided Xue Lu's gaze due to nervousness, but still took the tie: "Yes."

She stood up, straightened her tie to a more comfortable shape, and recalled Xue Lu's usual attire—he rarely wore formal wear: "Is there an important meeting today? Why are you dressed so formally?"

Xue Lu's voice carried a hint of amusement: "No, but today... I really do have to wear a tie."

Song Qinggui put the tie around his neck and then realized why Lawyer Xue had said that he had to wear a tie today.

There were many red marks on his neck and collarbone, scratches she made last night when she lost control and tried to find something to hold onto, and there was also a hickey where she had bitten him...

Song Qinggui closed his eyes in despair: "I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

Xue Lu's lips curved into an uncontrollable smile. He reached out and pinched her cheek: "Don't be shy, I really like it. We can do it again next time."

Song Qinggui helped Xue Lü tie his collar, and the two went downstairs together.

As Chen Fangqi and a few friends finished their workout and headed out for breakfast, they left the building.

The person next to Chen Fangqi immediately recognized Xue Lu: "Qiqi, look, isn't that the handsome guy from the gym the other day? Holy crap, he looks this good in a suit!"

Chen Fangqi looked over and saw Xue Lu holding Song Qinggui's hand, opening the passenger door for her.

"A Cayenne?" a young man said. "The car is so-so, but the woman next to him is really pretty. Is she a rich lady? Does she need a younger man? I want to go too."

Chen Fangqi didn't say anything, but simply picked up her phone and hurriedly took a few photos of the two of them.

"Why are you taking pictures of them?" a girl stopped her. "This isn't a good idea..."

“What’s wrong with this?” Chen Fangqi is an entertainment reporter, and taking photos is a professional habit for her. She put two fingers on the phone screen to zoom in on the photo, and everyone else also came over.

"They're so good-looking." The young man exclaimed, "I initially thought this guy was being ungrateful for you because he treated you badly, but looking at the woman next to him, Qiqi, you're probably completely out of luck."

Chen Fangqi narrowed her eyes, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Really? I don't think so."

"Oh, that rich woman has money, looks, and a great figure. What do you have to compete with her for a man?"

Chen Fangqi did not speak.

She looked at the two people's outfits in the photo, and something on Xue Lu's body caught her attention—a tie clip.

She had gone to an auction with her ex-boyfriend once, and one of the items up for auction was a tie clip worth seven figures. If she wasn't mistaken, it should be the one that Xue Lu was wearing.

Even the most generous rich woman wouldn't spend seven figures to buy a man a tie clip that few people would recognize as valuable.

So Chen Fangqi had a guess: she felt that perhaps this man wasn't being kept by a sugar daddy, but rather... he himself was the sugar daddy.

If he's the sugar daddy, things will be much easier. What man doesn't have affairs? In a rich young master's bed, whoever has the ability can have his way.

Chen Fangqi felt much better after thinking about this, and stuffed her phone into her Chanel bag: "Let's go eat."

...

As the car pulled up to the hospital entrance, Song Qinggui unbuckled her seatbelt, and before the car door opened, Xue Lu took her hand.

"I have a lot going on at the group today, so I need to go there. You can take care of the hospital matter first. If it gets difficult, just call me and I'll come over from Ji□□. Don't try to tough it out."

"Mm," Song Qinggui replied, but his hand was still being held by Xue Lu.

She turned around, and Xue Lu said, "Kiss me."

Helpless, Song Qinggui planted a kiss on Xue Lu's cheek.

Xue Lu thought to himself, "Song Qinggui is so stingy. We've already kissed, yet he's acting so indifferent."

But he didn't insist: "Go home early after get off work, I'll be waiting for you at home."

"knew."

Song Qinggui finally got off the car.

...

Upon entering Jingtian Hospital, Song Qinggui did not go to his office but went straight to the obstetrics department.

Upon entering the ward, Song Qinggui saw that all the pregnant women and their families who were able to move were looking up in the corridor. He walked through the crowd to the office and found that the computers and ward round carts in the obstetrics office had been smashed and the banners had been torn down and trampled on. The doctors were trembling with anger as they cleaned up the mess on the floor.

When Xiaoqian saw Song Qinggui arrive, she quickly came over and said, "It's a family member of someone who gave birth at our hospital last week. She brought a group of people here, made a scene, and just left. I've already called the police."

Song Qinggui nodded: "Xiaoqian, you and the others from our department go out and comfort the patient, and call the cleaning staff over to tidy up the office."

Xiaoqian: "Okay."

Song Qinggui turned to Lu Cuiyun, the head of obstetrics who was on duty today, and said, "Director, let's go to the demonstration room next door first."

Lü Cuiyun nodded and told the doctors to go to another place to talk with Song Qinggui.

Despite being insulted and frightened, Lü Cuiyun remained relatively clear-headed and quickly explained the situation.

A couple gave birth at Jingtian Hospital at the beginning of last month. They were fine during their hospital stay and were discharged smoothly. However, the baby developed severe jaundice a week after birth.

Their home was far from Jingtian Hospital, so the child's mother took the child to a nearby hospital to have the child's jaundice tested, and it was found that the child needed to be hospitalized.

There are many causes of neonatal jaundice, one of which is hemolysis caused by blood type incompatibility between mother and child. This is more likely to occur when the mother has type O blood and the child does not.

The doctor there was very responsible. He asked the child's mother about her blood type, and it turned out to be type O. So, naturally, he checked the child's blood type, and it turned out to be type B. After an immune hemolysis test, it was confirmed that the child's jaundice was indeed caused by hemolysis.

But on the second day after the child was hospitalized, the child's father went to the hospital in a rage, saying that he was also blood type O, and how could two people with blood type O possibly have a child with blood type B?!

The hospital there rechecked his blood type, and he was indeed blood type O.

So the child's father naturally considered two possibilities—either the child wasn't his, or Jingtian Hospital had switched the babies.

Song Qinggui laughed in anger after hearing this: "How can Jingtian Hospital be so amazing that they switched two babies in one year?"

"I think this man is just taking his anger out on the hospital because he was cheated on," Hu Zixuan said. "But the mother's blood type was checked at our hospital. She had a C-section, and the blood type was checked during the blood preparation test. Could it be that his mother's blood type was incorrect?"

Song Qinggui immediately called over the director of the laboratory department and the head nurse of the obstetrics department.

Upon hearing this, the head of the laboratory department also became agitated: "Impossible! Our hospital's reports undergo multiple reviews, and the precision of our instruments ranks among the best in the province. Unless the blood sample was sent to the wrong person, we would not make such a basic mistake as reporting the wrong blood type."

The head nurse of the obstetrics department was much gentler: "The woman's name is Yang Ailin. I remember her. Her husband called the obstetrics department the day before yesterday, and he was very agitated. I happened to have Yang Ailin's contact information, so I contacted her. Yang Ailin herself said that she had her blood type checked when she was in school, and it has always been type O. Moreover, she did not cheat on her husband, and the child is her husband's, but her husband does not believe it."

"If she says she didn't cheat, then how did this child with type B blood come about?" the head of the laboratory department said angrily.

Everyone fell silent. Suddenly, Song Qinggui recalled a case she had heard about when she was pursuing her doctorate.

“It’s possible,” Song Qinggui said.

"Is that possible? Two people with type O blood having a child with type B blood?" the head of the laboratory department asked suspiciously.

“Possibly.” Song Qinggui looked up at everyone: “Mumbai blood type. It’s just very rare, with a chance of about one in 300,000 for Chinese people.”