"Ouch..." Zhong Tingyue's delicate face contorted, a look of pain appearing on her face.
"Hahaha..." Seeing Zhong Tingyue's pain, Chu Fang laughed even louder: "The doctor said you can't laugh loudly for now, it will hurt. I'm laughing to make you laugh, to see how much pain you're in when you laugh. What are you laughing for? You big idiot!"
“… …” Zhong Tingyue gritted her teeth.
If looks could kill, Chu Fang would already be dead by now.
After laughing for a while, Chu Fang stopped, tucked Zhong Tingyue's hair behind her ear, and asked, "How much does it hurt?"
"It hurts!"
"How much does it hurt?"
"The kind of pain that makes me want to kill you."
Chu Fang put his hands on his hips, striking a smug pose: "Come on, come on, I'm waiting for you, buddy."
“... ..."
Zhong Tingyue turned her head to the other side, too lazy to pay attention to her neurotic boyfriend.
She immediately felt her boyfriend wiping away the sweat that had seeped through her body from the pain. His movements were gentle, as if he were wiping a rare treasure, and his voice softened: "You just had surgery and need to rest more. You can rest for a while."
"oh."
Seeing Zhong Tingyue close her eyes, like a sleeping beauty, Chu Fang slowly walked to the bed next to her, lay down, and the two of them held their heads and stared at the ceiling.
All I heard was my girlfriend's voice: "Are you asleep?"
"She's asleep."
"Who's talking to me?"
"ghost."
"What the hell?"
"devil."
"I can't sleep."
"What do you want, my sister?"
"I want to hear a story."
"How old are you?"
"Anyway, I can't sleep."
"... " Chu Fang suddenly sat up, his legs curled up, fiddling with his phone. He found a good story and began softly, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple..."
"I've heard of it."
"Don't interrupt!"
“... ..."
"The story goes that once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple. In the temple lived an old monk and two young monks. The old monk said to the young monks, 'Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple. In the temple lived an old monk and two young monks...'"
"It's a duplicate."
"Listen carefully, there's a twist later on, the story is absolutely amazing."
Time passed quietly.
The two fell into a deep sleep.
... ...
Last night's torrential rain washed away the gloom, and today the sun shines brightly under a clear blue sky.
Because she had just undergone surgery, she could only eat semi-liquid food in the early stages. Considering that Zhong Tingyue was from the Central Plains, it was recommended that she eat some soft noodles, which were fed to her in small bites.
Zhong Tingyue's face scrunched up: "It has no taste."
Although she was from the Central Plains and used to eating noodles, she still couldn't stomach plain noodles.
"Can I add some chili peppers for you?"
"become!"
“... ..."
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Chu Fang responded, and the doctor who had performed the surgery on Zhong Tingyue entered. After examining Zhong Tingyue, the doctor nodded and said:
"Overall, you're mostly fine and recovering very well. For the first few days, you can eat only liquids. Today the sun is out, so you can try getting out of bed and walking slowly..."
The doctor gave instructions and then left. After the doctor left, Chu Fang fed Zhong Tingyue. After she finished eating the noodles, he put the warm milk to her lips. The latter looked reluctant, but under Chu Fang's sharp gaze, she had no choice but to drink it in small sips.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
The doctor had just left when Yang Meina and He Yi came to visit their best friend.
Upon opening the door, Yang Meina was immediately stunned. Looking at everything before her, she exclaimed, "Wow, this isn't a hospital room, it's practically a presidential suite in a five-star hotel!"
“A five-star suite isn’t worth 300,000.” Chu Fang finished clearing away the dishes and gestured for the two to watch over Zhong Tingyue. He went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
"My God!" Yang Meina circled the room, examining it closely. "Is this what the rich live like? Waaah, it's so luxurious, I want to die in here."
As she spoke, she listed the rooms in detail: "One master bedroom, two secondary bedrooms, a living room, a study, a kitchen... ...it has everything! The layout is simply luxurious; the sofas and lighting are all from top brands. Wow! Standing by the window, you can see the entire city of Shanghai. Those damn rich people..."
Zhong Tingyue's voice was still hoarse, but she seemed much more energetic than yesterday. Rolling her eyes, she said, "Then come and lie down here with me?"
"I'll lie down then, who's afraid of who?"
He Yi listened to the two chatting and asked with a smile, "How did you get appendicitis? You didn't have any symptoms at all."
"Was it because Chu Fang angered you?" Yang Meina craned her neck.
"The appendix can be expelled by anger?" Chu Fang had just stepped out of the kitchen when he heard this 'medical mystery,' and he was quite speechless.
Yang Meina, on the other hand, seemed quite self-righteous: "When my childhood friend wasn't with you, she was incredibly healthy and rarely got sick or caught a cold. But why did she develop acute appendicitis after living with you for a while? If it's not your problem, then whose is it?"
Chu Fang remained silent.
You can't reason with women.
Seeing that Chu Fang was taking good care of Zhong Tingyue, Yang Meina and He Yi stayed for a while before leaving, as everyone had things to do.
Not long after, employees from Moon House Studio also came to visit Zhong Tingyue, and the latter gave guidance to the studio on how to proceed, since she would be hospitalized for at least a week, leaving behind a lot of work.
She had originally planned to do some work once she felt better, but Chu Fang firmly refused, leaving no room for negotiation, so there was nothing she could do.
Seeing that Zhong Tingyue had been talking for at least half an hour, Chu Fang directly kicked the studio staff out of the ward: "Get out of here, get out of here. If the boss has to explain every little bit of work, what's the point of having you employees? Don't disturb Zhong Tingyue's rest."
“I feel great right now,” Zhong Tingyue said, looking at her boyfriend.
"That won't work either. The doctor told you to rest more."
“... ..."
At noon, they ate some liquid food again. Watching Chu Fang eat with gusto, Zhong Tingyue felt a kind of indescribable sadness. Facing the latter's angry gaze, she rolled her eyes and said, "Don't glare at me. It's what the doctor ordered."
In the afternoon, the bright sunlight streamed through the window into the room. Chu Fang prepared to take Zhong Tingyue outside for a walk, to breathe some fresh air and soak up some sun.
Chu Fang pushed Zhong Tingyue out of the ward, and the nurse who was guarding the ward said, "Mr. Chu, let me take over."
"No need, I can do it myself." Chu Fang shook his head. "Go and rest."
The nurse nodded, and Zhong Tingyue was somewhat surprised: "There are nurses specifically assigned to guard the ward?"
Chu Fang said, "There is another medical team behind you, dedicated solely to serving you."
“... ..."
Well, the extravagance of the rich is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This treatment method costs at least a million dollars a day.
Thinking of this, Zhong Tingyue's beautiful face scrunched up: "I have no money."
Chu Fang said, "I'll repay you with my body."
"But what can I do if I don't want to?"
"Then pay me back."
"But I have no money."
"Then I'll repay you with my body."
"I don't want to."
"Damn it! Zhong Tingyue, how can you be so shameless? You neither repay the money nor offer yourself in return. So you don't want to give anything in return?"
"yes."
“... ..."
So self-righteous...
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