"What! You suspect she married General Manager Ning from our hospital?"

"Is it not allowed?"

"Pshaw, impossible! Our CEO Ning was tailor-made for Miss Ning."

"But didn't she cheat on President Ning? And now she's gone!"

"So what if it's gone? President Ning is so devoted. Besides, do you think the chairman and Mrs. Ning would allow such a good thing to go to outsiders?"

The nurse thought about it for a moment and agreed that it made sense.

However, the image of Chu Yuan and Ning Mochen standing together kept flashing through my mind. I must say, they really looked like a perfect match!

Ning Mochen—the heartthrob of all the unmarried nurses in the hospital!

Although he rarely comes, people always talk about him in private; he's a top-tier CEO.

After visiting Grandma Li, Chu Yuan went home and found a template online. Then she handwrote a "return to school application".

After writing it, I went through my WeChat contacts, found my best roommate, took a picture of it, and sent it to her, asking her to submit it for me.

Xu Yan saw the message and sent a surprised emoji.

[Really? Yuan Yuan, you're going back to school?]

[Yeah, my grandma's health is much better now. If I don't go back soon, I'll be two grades below you. That wouldn't be worth it, would it?] Chu Yuan joked.

The reason I took a leave of absence from school was that my grandmother was seriously ill and needed care.

Xu Yan readily agreed: [Okay, I'll be going back to school early tomorrow morning and I'll pay it for you then. I'll let you know if there's any news.]

OK, thank you.

Chu Yuan wasn't being lazy; she was being lazy openly and honestly.

She doesn't need to "sit in confinement" anymore.

But all her thoughts are now focused on how to get Ning Mochen to take the "Traction Butterfly". Why not take the shortcut when there is one for something as simple as submitting the documents?

Xu Yan and the original owner of this body were very close, so she wouldn't care about such a small matter!

In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed, and Chu Yuan hadn't even seen Ning Mochen's shadow.

Chu Yuan cannot be discharged from the hospital yet, mainly because that Director Yan, whoever was ordered to do so, has created a detailed postpartum recovery plan for her.

Everything is meticulously planned, from what to eat and what to do each day to what time to go to bed.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she had actually given birth.

They insisted that she wait a full month after her postpartum period before she could leave.

This was the first time Chu Yuan had ever felt so comfortable in a different world. The Ning's International Hospital had a very nice environment, with people serving her every day. She could also play games and watch TV, which was much more interesting than in ancient times. She immediately relaxed and began to enjoy this rare leisure.

That day, she was playing ranked matches when the nurse urged her to go downstairs and get some sun.

She pretended not to hear and played dead, focusing all her attention on the game.

As a result, the door was kicked open, and the head nurse, with a long face, said, "Ms. Chu, how about we arrange a wheelchair for you?"

Chu Yuan looked at the grayed-out screen and sighed.

"No need."

Resigned to my fate, I went downstairs to enjoy the sun.

Chu Yuan didn't even change out of her hospital gown before going downstairs without any regard for her image.

Her slightly wavy, waist-length hair was casually tied back with a hair tie, and her face was loose, messy, and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, decadent, or dispirited).

I had only been sitting on the chair for a short while when my eyes were drawn to the shimmering fountain.

The water reflected the light, revealing many coins; it was clearly being used as a wishing well.

The aroma of ice cream wafted over, and the sick child ate with a happy and satisfied expression, making Chu Yuan's mouth water as well.

I've been enjoying a comfortable time lately, but the food has been too bland.

So she took off her shoes and socks and stepped into the fountain.

I'm planning to collect a few coins to buy ice cream.

Who could blame them when the original owner was so incredibly poor? Not only did they have no cash on them, but their WeChat balance was also pitifully low.

Every little bit helps.

Chu Yuan was completely absorbed in scooping up the water, figuring out how many she could grab so she could buy another bag of spicy strips. She was oblivious to the fact that Ning Mochen, who was being escorted out of the meeting by a group of people, saw her, narrowed his eyes, and asked the dean who was opening the car door for him, "Do you think if the fountain suddenly leaked electricity, someone could get electrocuted?"