Chapter 6 The sense of security he provided during the rainy season.

Lin Fei wasn't sure if she heard Liang Yanzhe laugh before closing the door, and she didn't have time to think about it, as Zhong Shuwen was in a fit of rage.

While tidying up her side bed, Zhong Shuwen said angrily, "What do you mean by 'sorry, it's a habit'? You two have barely met, yet you're always sitting on the same side and always going home with me. Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?"

Lin Fei sat on the sofa at the foot of the bed, listlessly touching his nails, and said nonchalantly, "Cousin, do you have sensitive skin?"

Zhong Shuwen's neck turned red with anger; only Lin Fei had the ability to make him so angry.

"I kindly tidied up your place, and this is how you talk back to me?" Zhong Shuwen shook the blanket. "Get up! You're in the way."

Lin Fei stood up, leaned against the dressing table in the corner, and said with a smile, "Okay, cousin, I'll treat you to milk tea, cheer up."

"You want to drink it, right?" Zhong Shuwen saw right through her little scheme. "Three parts sugar."

"Okay!" Lin Fei opened the food delivery app and selected a milk tea shop.

At the dinner table, Zhong Shuwen drank the milk tea that Lin Fei had ordered for him. Although he didn't really like it, he drank a few more sips out of politeness, thinking that it was her thoughtfulness.

We could have moved on here, but the topic inexplicably circled back to Liang Yanzhe.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by saying you're going to stay in Jiangdu for a year, and that Liang Yanzhe will stay even longer than you?" Lin Fei asked, noticing Zhong Shuwen's subtle expression. He picked up a meatball from Zhong Shuwen's plate and added, "Big brother, can't you stay a little longer?"

When the topic returned to him, his expression softened: "I'm just here for an exchange program. He's a specially appointed associate professor at the city hospital, and his mother also lives in Jiangdu, so he probably plans to settle down here."

"Settling down here—" A slight smile appeared on Lin Fei's lips as the thought that had been weighing on his mind for the past few nights resurfaced.

Zhong Shuwen showed impatience.

I suspect he's overreacting. Ever since he heard that his grandfather intended for him to be a matchmaker for Lin Fei and Liang Yanzhe, he's been increasingly dissatisfied with Liang Yanzhe these past few days, and all his former respect has turned into wariness.

Maybe he's overthinking it.

After all, there's such a big age difference between them. Young people have more to talk about, and Lin Fei is a free spirit. She would definitely like a witty young man rather than the old-fashioned Liang Yanzhe.

Lin Fei was good at reading people's expressions and changed the subject.

Sure enough, Zhong Shuwen instantly transformed from someone filled with resentment to a cheerful and sunny older brother.

After washing up, Lin Fei made clothes for a cotton doll in her room.

Although she didn't have the potential to be a weaver, she learned handicrafts from her grandmother, an excellent embroiderer, since she was a child. She couldn't do complex weaving, but she had no problem doing some simple handicrafts.

The story of making clothes for cotton dolls started in college. My three roommates played the same game and liked raising cotton dolls related to their characters. When their clothes were torn, they would ask Lin Fei, who was good at sewing, to mend them. Knowing that she was good at sewing, they gradually went from mending clothes to making clothes. To express their gratitude, the three roommates, who were rich from spending money on the game, introduced her to their other game friends. That's how their small business started.

To better understand various games and meet client needs, she also played games in her spare time. During her three years of university, she not only saved up some money, but also landed a game copywriting job at a major company when she sent out resumes during graduation season, thanks to her major and gaming experience.

After starting work, she stopped taking orders, but the dormitory group is still active. She still takes orders from her three helpful roommates, probably because they spread the news of her resignation, and her former clients have come back to her. She currently has more than ten orders lined up.

The phone screen on his right lit up several times, and messages kept popping up. Unable to concentrate, Lin Fei put down the scissors and checked the messages.

Tu Xia and Liang Yanru chatted idly in their group chat.

Remembering what her grandmother had told her before she left home, Lin Fei interjected, "The amulets for this year are finished. Grandma asked me to give them to you. The old address is right, I'll deliver them to you tomorrow."

Tu Xia: 【！！！】

Tu Xia: [Grandma, I must be your long-lost granddaughter, I love you so much!]

Liang Yanru: [Grandma is so good, even better than my own grandmother! I love Grandma!]

Lin Fei couldn't stand her over-the-top friend's comments: "Alright, Grandma's not in the group chat, stop yelling."

While the two continued their matchmaking, Lin Fei rushed to wrap things up and sketched some new design drafts.

Late at night, Lin Fei heard the door open and close, guessing that Zhong Shuwen had received an emergency call and gone to the hospital.

She turned over, trying to fall asleep, making sure she got 10 hours of sleep every day.

At 11 a.m., Lin Fei woke up, too lazy to cook, so she grabbed a plate of sliced ​​watermelon from the refrigerator to fill her stomach and started working on her small sewing machine.

Zhong Shuwen's colleague had a family emergency, so he temporarily filled in for him. He had a full day of surgeries and couldn't come back for the time being. He only had time to leave a message for Lin Fei, telling her to take care of her own dinner.

Lin Fei has a quirk: when he does something he likes, he becomes completely absorbed and loses track of time.

After finishing the two sets of clothes, I looked up and saw only a sliver of orange sunset on the horizon. Night had enveloped the entire city, and colorful neon lights were flashing.

She then realized she was hungry, so she opened her food delivery app and ordered a plate of Xinjiang fried rice noodles and fried chicken, along with a cup of milk tea.

After eating, I continued making the third set of doll clothes for the day.

After Lin Fei finished sewing the sleeve, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Thinking it was her period, she rushed to the toilet, but it wasn't.

She didn't pay much attention and returned to the table.

As soon as I sat down, the vague, dull pain intensified, and I could even feel cold sweat breaking out on my back and my palms feeling icy cold.

She curled up in the chair, trying to calm herself.

Lin Fei had experienced lower back pain for the first three days of her period several times before it would subside by the second day. She thought she couldn't endure it any longer and needed to rest; this was her body's warning.

Once the pain subsided, she quickly took a shower, during which she vomited once, suspecting that the mixed foods she ate that evening had caused gastrointestinal discomfort.

Lying back in bed, the pain returned, even more intense than before. The persistent sharp pain made her breathing rapid, and she groaned a few times under the covers.

She endured the sweat for more than ten minutes, feeling her pajamas were almost soaked through. She sat up, gathered her phone and ID card with all her might, and planned to go to a nearby hospital for treatment.

While waiting for the elevator, Lin Fei flipped through his contacts, pessimistically thinking that if something really happened, he would have to find someone to collect his body.

I thought about contacting Zhong Shuwen, but he had a full day of surgeries scheduled, so I decided not to bother him.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with going to the doctor alone. As long as she's conscious, she can do everything by herself.

"bite"--

The elevator doors opened.

"Lin Fei?"

A man's voice came from above.

Lin Fei looked up, meeting Liang Yanzhe's dark eyes, and simultaneously turned off her phone screen, forcing a pale smile.

She was lucky enough to have someone bring her water when she was thirsty.

—I thought to myself, "He's the one."

Liang Yanzhe put his phone in his pocket, took a step forward, and Lin Fei stepped into the elevator and pounced on him. He caught her with lightning speed.

"Are you sick?"

"I'm going to die."

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

After a few seconds of silence, she blurted out, "Dr. Liang, I'm in so much pain!"

She wasn't lying. It felt like a huge object was pressing down on me, as if I was about to be crushed, and I couldn't breathe properly.

Liang Yanzhe's expression turned serious, the gentleness between his brows replaced by sternness: "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly had a dull ache three hours ago. I vomited while showering, and drinking hot water didn't help. It gradually turned into a sharp pain." Lin Fei explained the situation carefully, just like when she went to the hospital for an outpatient visit. "Um... my period is regular, and it's not my period yet this month."

Liang Yanzhe pressed the button to go down to the B1 floor, supported Lin Fei with one hand, and placed his hand on her stomach, "Is it here?"

"Lower abdomen." Lin Fei pulled his large hand over and placed it on the lower right corner of his abdomen.

Liang Yanzhe was startled by her bold move, his fingertips curled slightly, but his professionalism allowed him to quickly calm down.

He pressed down gently and asked softly, "Is this the right spot?"

Lin Fei groaned in pain, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and he was speechless.

When the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, Liang Yanzhe picked her up in his arms, strode to his car, placed her in the back seat, started the car, and drove to a nearby hospital.

On the way, Lin Fei was clearly in so much pain that her face was pale and she couldn't muster any strength, but she still forced herself to tell him what to do.

"Don't tell my cousin, he's still in surgery and can't be distracted."

"I don't want Grandma and the others to worry, so please don't contact them."

“My friends are also very busy, and I don’t want to bother them.”

"Dr. Liang, you..."

Liang Yanzhe quickly replied, "You should conserve your energy. I'll stay with you."

"Oh." Lin Fei licked her lower lip. She had just finished laying the groundwork and hadn't even made her request yet.

The man's gentle voice also calmed her down from the panic of her sudden illness.

Liang Yanzhe had already contacted the hospital in advance, and the doctors and nurses in the emergency department were waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, they came up to take Lin Fei.

"Director Liang, Director Qin is unavailable right now, so I've come to pick her up," the young male doctor greeted Liang Yanzhe as he got out of the driver's seat.

The nurse paused for a moment and asked, "Director Liang, didn't you just get off work? This is...?"

"This is Zhong..." Liang Yanzhe was about to introduce Lin Fei

Lin Fei, lying on the gurney, interrupted, "Dr. Liang, I'm in so much pain."

She didn't want to be associated with Zhong Shuwen.

Liang Yanzhe stood to one side of the bed and offered a helping hand: "Let's take her inside first."

Upon entering the emergency room, Director Qin greeted Liang Yanzhe.

Liang Yanzhe explained Lin Fei's situation, and Director Qin listened to the sounds of her stomach and intestines with a stethoscope, and also called Liang Yanzhe to listen.

Liang Yanzhe unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up to reveal his forearms, and quickly listened to the recording.

Because of his intense concentration, his expression looked somewhat serious, and from Lin Fei's angle, it had an indescribable sexiness.

Thinking of this, she wanted to slap herself. She was in so much pain, and she still had the energy to think nonsense. Did she think her illness was too mild?

"Dr. Liang... I'm in so much pain." Lin Fei felt that none of these people were nervous. Should she also call the male doctor who pushed her in to listen, as a teaching demonstration?

"Don't speak yet." Liang Yanzhe was serious and focused when working, which was different from his usual gentle and kind demeanor.

"Have you ever experienced lower right abdominal pain before?" Director Qin asked.

Lin Fei nodded and then shook her head: "I always thought it was menstrual cramps."

"Just follow the procedure." Liang Yanzhe put down his stethoscope and washed his hands with hand sanitizer.

Liang Yanzhe and Director Qin went outside the curtain and talked about something. Later, another director came and performed an ultrasound on her. Based on the combined results of the blood tests, she was diagnosed with acute appendicitis and needed surgery.

The emergency room was just as crowded at night as it was during the day. Lin Fei's mind was buzzing, and an inexplicable fear welled up inside him.

The curtain was lifted, and Liang Yanzhe came in, saying, "Your cousin's surgery will take at least another hour to finish. You go ahead with the surgery, and I'll get you admitted to the hospital later."

"Dr. Liang..." Lin Fei leaned against the headboard, her hand still pressed against her abdomen, and asked fearfully, "Will I be alright?"

Liang Yanzhe sat by her bedside and said with a faint smile, "Director Qin and Director Fang look relaxed, which means there's absolutely no problem. After all, if something really serious happened, the doctors would definitely be the first to save you."

Lin Fei was too weak to even laugh; she could still encounter jokes from the internet in real life.

"Dr. Liang, you really don't know how to comfort people." Lin Fei knew he was trying to put her at ease, so he made a joke on purpose.

The next second, she was gently pulled into his arms.

His large hand gently stroked the back of her head: "Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I'll be waiting for you outside the operating room."

Lin Fei, who had endured the night, felt a lump in her throat and leaned on Liang Yanzhe's shoulder, finding a sense of security she rarely experienced in her life.

A note from the author:

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[Shy] My cousin was about to arrive at the scene, chattering away incoherently.

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Still 66, love you all!