50. Dating while eating sick food

Seeing Ling Ling's distraction, Yu Chuanbei wanted to bring her back to reality and asked, "By the way, you just said in the corridor that I was in your dreams. What kind of dream was that? Tell me about it." "Nothing, nothing." This seamless transition from a proposal to an erotic dream made Ling Ling refuse to confess. "Nothing, what is that?" Yu Chuanbei playfully hugged her again, looking at her with deliberately confused eyes. "Nothing means nothing!" There is so much nonsense literature between men and women in love that it could fill a library. "Is that so? Or is it like this?" His lips pecked her cheek lightly. This scene really did resemble the dream that night. Ling Ling thought, could it be that she already knew him so well? Blushing, she pulled away from his arms and changed the subject, saying, "Did you have lunch?" "No, but eating you is enough for me." Yu Chuanbei was still playing tricks. Ling Ling glared at her and said, "Then I'll go get you something to eat." Seeing Ling Ling run away, Yu Chuanbei's smile took a long time to fade. He checked his phone. After being out of touch for a few hours, a flood of work notifications had already arrived. He borrowed a piece of paper and pen from the nurse and called his assistant to explain his current situation, where to pick up the car, and how to deal with the traffic accident. Ling Ling bought two wonton noodles from the small restaurant outside the hospital. When she returned to the ward, she heard Yu Chuanbei on the phone, discussing work for the next day's project. She carefully placed her lunch box on the small rolling table, opened the lid, and picked up her chopsticks. As she moved the table next to him, she heard him say to the person on the other end of the line, "Xiangyang, let's talk about other things tomorrow afternoon. Tomorrow morning, after you finish your on-site meeting with the client, sync up with me and we'll adjust the plan. I need to have dinner with my girlfriend now." Ling Ling's hand paused, and she almost knocked over her bowl of wonton noodles. Yu Chuanbei's lips curled up, enjoying the admiration the other person was expressing on the phone. Finally, he added, "No, no, no, don't come to the hospital to see me tomorrow. I'm enjoying a rare moment of two people together, and I absolutely don't want you to ruin it." Watching him hang up, Ling Ling frowned and chided him, "It's our private matter, why are you making such a big deal about it?" Yu Chuanbei pressed his thumb against the "Chuan" character between her eyebrows, took her hand, and said, "I can't help it. I'm so happy, I can't contain my excitement. I'm telling everyone I meet." Ling Ling handed him a pair of chopsticks, motioning him to start eating, while she continued to lecture him, "The publicity will be limited to what we just announced. Don't expand it further..."

Seeing Ling Ling was distracted, Yu Chuanbei wanted to pull her back to the real world and asked, "By the way, you just said in the corridor that I was in your dreams. What kind of dream was that? Tell me about it."

"No, nothing." This time, the scene seamlessly jumped from proposal to erotic dream. Of course, Ling Ling refused to confess.

"Nothing, what is it?" Yu Chuanbei playfully hugged her again and looked at her with deliberately confused eyes.

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" There is so much nonsense literature that men and women in love can write a library.

"Is that so? Or is that so?" His lips pecked her cheek lightly.

This scene really looked like the dream that night. Ling Ling wondered, could it be that she had already known him so well?

Blushing, she broke free from his embrace and changed the subject: "Have you had lunch?"

"No, but it's enough for me to eat you." Yu Chuanbei was still playing tricks.

Ling Ling glared at her and said, "Then I'll go out and find you something to eat."

Seeing Ling Ling running away, the smile on Yu Chuanbei's face took a long time to disappear.

He glanced at his phone. After being out of touch for a few hours, a flood of work notifications had already come in. He borrowed a pen and paper from the nurse and called his assistant to explain his current situation, where to pick up the car, and how to deal with the traffic accident.

Ling Ling bought two bowls of wonton noodles from the small restaurant near the hospital entrance. When she returned to her ward, she overheard Yu Chuanbei on the phone, discussing work on a project for tomorrow. She carefully placed her lunch box on the small, portable table, opened the lid, and prepared her chopsticks. As she moved the table over to him, she heard him say to the person on the other end of the line, "Xiangyang, let's discuss the rest tomorrow afternoon. Tomorrow morning, after you finish your on-site meeting with the client, get back to me and we'll adjust the plan. I'm going to have dinner with my girlfriend now."

Ling Ling's hand paused and she almost knocked over her bowl of wonton noodles.

Yu Chuanbei's mouth curled up, enjoying the admiration of the other party on the phone. Finally, he added, "No, no, no, none of you should come to the hospital to see me tomorrow. I rarely enjoy my time alone with you, and I don't want you to ruin it."

Watching him hang up the phone, Ling Ling frowned and blamed him, "It's our private matter, why are you making such a big deal about it?"

Yu Chuanbei used his thumb to flatten the "chuan" character between her eyebrows, took her hand and said, "I can't help it. I'm so happy. I can't contain my excitement. I'll tell everyone I meet."

Ling Ling handed him a pair of chopsticks, signaling him to start eating, while she continued to lecture him: "The scope of the publicity is limited to what we just mentioned. Don't expand it any further. Don't raise the tone any higher. We should just quietly be happy in our own way."

"Yeah. You said we'd be happy together, so naturally I'll agree to anything you ask." Yu Chuanbei looked at her sweetly, chatting with her as they ate. "Although we've known each other for a year, we still don't know enough about each other when it comes to love. So, let's talk about some of the things we hate the most. How about a beginner's guide to avoiding pitfalls in love?"

Ling Ling readily agreed, "Haha, sure. Well, what I hate most is public proposals. If a man comes up with flowers, candles, fireworks, loud speakers, and a bunch of people cheering him on, and then comes to propose or declare his love, I really want to kill them right there! That's like a male porcupine, who, for the sake of pretentiousness, gets covered in cockleburs and thinks he's so great, then runs up to a female porcupine and shows off, just to get a night of mating."

After hearing Ling Ling's sharp interpretation, Yu Chuanbei choked with laughter several times.

"Oh, and..." Ling Ling continued, "My parents passed away when I was a sophomore in high school, and then my cousin's family continued to support my studies. Now that I'm working, I send any extra income back to them. So my financial situation is very bad. In the short term, I can't give you expensive gifts, so don't give me expensive gifts."

Yu Chuanbei didn't pick up her topic. Instead, he pinched her chin and shook it gently, saying, "Why are you so! cute!?"

*~*~*~*~*~*~

Scalding hot water trickled into the kettle as Ling Ling waited beside her. Finally, she had time to glance at her phone.

As soon as she opened her phone, a flurry of work messages came flooding in, most of them questioning her whereabouts. She only focused on replying to Mei Xiao's message, "What's going on?"

"Sister Mei, I'm sorry. The hospital suddenly notified me this afternoon that my boyfriend had been in a car accident. I rushed to the hospital and apologized for not informing you of the situation in advance. Although his injuries are not serious, he has a series of tests tomorrow. I'd like to ask for three days off. Is that okay? I'll coordinate with my colleagues on the work to ensure that progress isn't affected. I know this afternoon's meeting was a valuable opportunity you secured for me, and I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Ling Ling edited the message and sent it to Mei Xiao. The hot water had just filled the kettle, and it overflowed unexpectedly.

She quickly turned off the faucet, poured out some excess water, put the cork on the bottle, and carried it back to the ward.

Halfway through the walk, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and saw that it was a reply from Mei Xiao, with only one sentence "OK".

Ling Ling couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Mei Xiao must be blaming her. Her plan to kill Gu Chaoqun with one strike had been thwarted at this crucial moment. Her plan had been disrupted, and she hadn't informed Mei Xiao in advance, leaving her completely unprepared. Whether your boyfriend had been in a car accident or your husband had fallen off a cliff was no different to her than any other news item.

Ling Ling no longer thought about it. Fame and fortune were all fleeting. The most important thing for her today was that Yu Chuanbei was safe and sound.

She entered the ward carrying a kettle and saw Yu Chuanbei, who had just washed up, sitting on the bed with a crutch, with white foam still hanging on his chin.

She took out a tissue and wiped him clean with a smile, "Why are you so careless, like a child."

Yu Chuanbei put his arm around her waist, raised his face and looked at her with a smile, saying, "I've been concentrating on thinking about you, and I've neglected other things."

Ling Ling pinched his earlobe and said, "You've had so many tests done today. Does an X-ray of your mouth count as a blessing?"

Yu Chuanbei buried his face in her waist with laughter and said frankly, "I stood on one leg by the sink to wash. It was very difficult and I really didn't have time to wash it clean."

"Then I'll help you wash it tomorrow. I've asked for three days off from work to stay with you in the hospital." She gently stroked his hair.

Yu Chuanbei, however, was a little worried. "You said you had an important meeting this afternoon. Because of me, it didn't go on, right? Did it have a big impact on your work? This week is the last week of the season, and it wouldn't be a good idea for you to suddenly take leave."

Ling Ling's thumbs repeatedly scratched his frowning brows, making him relax. "This accident came so suddenly that it really didn't affect my work. But what could be more fortunate than to find out that what we thought was a life-or-death farewell turned out to be just a false alarm? On the way to the hospital, I had only one thought in my mind - as long as I can see that Yu Chuanbei is fine, I won't ask for anything else in this life. Now, I see that you are fine, looking silly like a child, and holding me like this. I feel that giving up anything at work is worth it."

Yu Chuanbei sat on the hospital bed, Ling Ling standing beside him. He hugged her around the waist, looking like a big boy with a severe dependency disorder. He just held her silently, his head resting on her soft belly, enjoying the pure dependence.

Although there was still one empty bed in this double ward, this was the trauma department. Ling Ling was afraid that other patients would suddenly be pushed in at night, so she set up a folding bed to accompany Yu Chuanbei's bedside.

Yu Chuanbei's willful behavior of reducing his age continued. He insisted that Ling Ling sleep with him, holding hands across the bed. Ling Ling let him do it.

The next day, Ling Ling pushed him in a wheelchair and completed all the remaining examinations. After all, he had experienced the violent impact of the car accident, so it was better to be cautious and wait a day for all the results to come out. Once they confirmed that he was completely fine, he could be discharged from the hospital.

That afternoon was supposed to be a relaxing and sweet one, as they ate their hospital meals and exchanged sweet nothings. As Ling Ling was putting away the used dishes and preparing to return them to the dining cart in the corridor, she saw a bloody patient being wheeled back onto the operating table, groaning in pain from the blood-soaked bandages.

Yu Chuanbei heard the loud crash of metal hitting the tiled floor in the corridor, followed by Ling Ling's frantic apology. Then, the injured man was wheeled onto the bed next to his in the ward, and he saw the scene too.

Author's words Liu Qiu

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04-08

In my extra chapter, the title given to Yu Jinnan and Luo Haoqi is "Nan Luo", and the title given to Long Jia and Ling Ling is "Ling Jia". When you see the extra chapter, remember the code so you don't get lost, haha.