Chapter 13 "Want to hold hands?" "Yes!"...
rabbit?
What kind of rabbit?
Oh—Luo Yunqing belatedly realized that when she went to Queen, she spent 300 yuan to buy a rabbit mask from a pink-haired…Teng Zaiye.
I was in a hurry at the time and only got a quick glance. Later I discovered that there were actually several sparkly diamonds embedded in the two rabbit teeth, which looked awful.
When he got back, he put it at the very bottom of the wardrobe.
Haha, could he be talking about that rabbit...? Luo Yunqing held her breath for a moment, her pupils dilated slightly, and she remained motionless.
He...he...he recognized me!
That's not right, that can't be.
How did they recognize him while he was wearing a mask?
Now that he recognized him and knew he had been to the auction house, if he were to investigate further, he would find out that he was the one who had bid against Pei Hengzhi that day and ended up making him spend 80 million!
That carefully crafted act at the birthday party, where the father and mother didn't love her, and the poor innocent flower persona, all had to collapse!
It's over.
It's completely over.
The more Luo Yunqing thought about it, the more sweat trickled down her temples.
"I, I actually..."
As she was trying to come up with a plausible excuse, Pei Yanli suddenly closed her eyes.
She lowered her hand from his face, opened it again, and recalled, "I remember the first time I saw you was at the hospital. At that time, you and your younger brother...were they children from an orphanage?"
Luo Yunqing had lost all basic thinking and nodded blankly as he spoke.
"He looks quite young, maybe five or six years old. What illness does he have?"
"Kidney, kidney failure."
“No wonder I often see him at the hospital. I was wondering why he hasn’t gotten better after being sick for so long.” Pei Yanli then suggested, “Let’s go see how he is later.”
"……good."
"What does he like? I'll ask Chen Zhao to buy it for him."
"Anything is fine, he's not picky."
That cry of "little rabbit" seemed like he was just hallucinating.
Or perhaps he simply didn't take the auction to heart at all?
Luo Yunqing cautiously added, "If possible, buy him some drawing books; Xiaoyu likes to draw."
"So his name is Xiaoyu."
"The day the director picked him up and brought him back to the orphanage, it was raining... His full name is very nice, Qu, Qu Qingyu."
"The 'Qing' in Luo Yunqing?"
"Um."
The brain, which had been shut down, gradually returned to normal.
Luo Yunqing quietly loosened her grip on her palm and breathed a sigh of relief.
Not mentioning the auction at all
It seems he was overthinking it.
…………
Arrived at the hospital safely.
The timing was perfect.
Tang Yajun was helping an elderly patient with a cane out of the clinic when her eyes first fell on Pei Yanli's deep V-neck gray sweatshirt.
Second Master's outfit today... is so casual.
Don't we usually button our shirts up to the top button?
"Dr. Tang." Before she could look away, Luo Yunqing came over with a paper bag, flashing a bright and cheerful smile: "Thank you for last time."
Is it because of him?
Tang Yajun seemed to be deep in thought. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and politely pushed the gift bag back. "Treating the sick and saving lives is what I should do. I won't accept the gift."
"If you can't accept this one, then... how about this one?"
Luo Yunqing slowly extended her hand from behind her back, and with a clatter, unfurled a gold-edged brocade banner that read:
A doctor's heart is benevolent, and his skillful hands can bring the dead back to life.
Tang Ya-yun: !!!
No doctor can resist the temptation of a banner of appreciation; if one is offered, another will be offered.
Luo Yunqing blinked, her eyes innocent and harmless: "Dr. Tang, you should accept it."
"I'm so sorry." Tang Yajun, her attitude completely different from her previous aloofness, glanced at the people coming and going in the corridor and cleared her throat demurely: "You said earlier, who is this for?"
Luo Yunqing: "..."
Pei Yanli: "..."
Chen Zhao: "...Heh."
Luo Yunqing took a deep breath and, to her great courtesy, spoke in a volume twice as loud as usual, clearly and distinctly: "Thank you, Dr. Tang, Tang Yajun!"
All eyes on both sides of the corridor instantly turned to this side.
Even with all the attention, it's nothing special.
Tang Yajun curved her lips into a smile.
After accepting the banner, he invited the group into the consultation room, closed the door, and relaxed, saying, "You two seem to have a good relationship. You've become a couple so quickly."
Pei Yanli: "Is Dr. Tang envious?"
"No." Tang Yajun shook her head rapidly. "I'm not envious at all."
For her, romantic relationships were far less alluring than a banner of appreciation.
After sitting back down at his desk, he skillfully entered the man's name into the system, then swiveled his chair over to take his pulse. "Right now, everyone's talking behind your back, saying that you, Second Master, are like a tree that's been barren for ages but has suddenly blossomed... Have you been feeling any chest tightness lately?"
"It happens a little when I go to sleep at night."
"Hmm, your lungs are much better than before." Tang Yajun immediately switched roles and carefully instructed, "September is coming soon, and the weather will get cooler, so you must pay more attention to keeping warm and staying away from dust."
As he spoke, he put on medical gloves, preparing to examine the condition of his legs.
Chen Zhao helped lift the blanket covering his legs and was about to roll up his trouser legs when Pei Yanli pressed his hand down and looked behind him, saying, "Go find Xiaoyu first."
"It's agreed, we'll go together later." Luo Yunqing stepped over and squatted down next to the wheelchair armrest.
He will stay here.
Pei Yanli: "But..."
"Alright, stop dawdling." Tang Yajun moved back and forth between the two, urging, "Hurry up and finish seeing them, I have other patients to see."
As the trouser leg was rolled up, the left leg was covered with a dense network of wounds, extending diagonally from the ankle to the knee, and the stitches had not yet been completely removed.
With just one glance, a hand descended in front of him, blocking his view.
A soft sigh came from beside me: "Stop looking."
After that, Luo Yunqing only heard Tang Yajun asking about everything in great detail:
"Do you feel any pain?"
"Try moving it now."
"We'll have to wait until the stitches are removed to see how things go. As for the medication, I'll reduce the dosage by one-fifth for now..."
The check-up won't take long.
When the light returned, the blanket had already been put back over people's legs.
Tang Yajun took off her gloves.
As the data was being entered into the medical system, his focused, dark eyes stared straight at me. "Why reduce the dosage?"
Will things get better if I lose weight?
Tang Yajun glanced at Pei Yanli first, and seeing that he had no intention of hiding anything, she said, "He is taking sedative painkillers, at a reduced dosage, because his injuries are healing... Don't worry, there is still a high chance that he will be able to stand up again in the future."
Luo Yunqing: "Really!"
Tang Yajun nodded.
A genuine smile instantly appeared on the boy's face.
"Oh, right." Suddenly remembering something, Tang Yajun turned to a teasing expression, "Just a friendly reminder, don't do anything out of line before your health indicators stabilize."
Luo Yunqing: "For example?"
Tang Yajun coughed, her expression unchanged: "Restricted."
Luo Yunqing: "Oh."
Why do you look so unhappy?
Tang Yajun quickly withdrew part of her statement: "It's not that we can't have any physical contact at all, like holding hands, hugging, kissing..."
Outside the consultation room, a number of people were waiting to see a doctor.
Before Tang Yajun could finish speaking, the next patient casually closed the door behind her.
*
After coming out, Chen Zhao wisely went to get the medicine first.
As soon as the person left, she felt two light taps on her shoulder. Luo Yunqing tentatively poked at it with a finger, "Dr. Tang said... it's okay to hold hands."
Pei Yanli's gaze drifted away.
Before Luo Yunqing could poke him again, the hand that had once ruffled his hair reached out and asked, "Want to hold hands?"
"want!"
Luo Yunqing hurriedly wiped her wet palms off her clothes and hugged her reverently.
Dry hands with thin calluses, warm.
very nice!
There was no blood on my hands; they were clean.
Luo Yunqing's eyes crinkled with laughter.
Pei Yanli: "So happy?"
"Hmm!" Luo Yunqing gestured with her palm to his, "Your hand is a little longer than mine, bigger, bigger..."
Before he could finish gesturing, the hand that was much bigger than his bent down, its long fingers easily slipping through the gaps between his five fingers and pressing down.
Without a second thought, Luo Yunqing slammed the button.
For a moment, the only sound in the corridor was the announcement of numbers on the electronic screen.
How long should we hold hands?
"A little longer."
"good."
…………
I spent the entire afternoon at the hospital.
After the check-up, they went to the inpatient department to visit Xiaoyu, and only took Luo Yunqing back to the Song family near dusk. After dropping her off, Chen Zhao sat back in the back seat and noticed that his boss had been staring at his right hand the whole way.
You have a painting in your hand?
When the topic of painting came up, Chen Zhao took out a crayon drawing given to him by a child from the inside pocket of his shirt, and couldn't help but marvel at how small the world is.
"I never expected that he would be that little boy's older brother."
The painting depicts the scene of their first meeting. There are two wheelchairs, with a boy squatting between them, head bowed, holding a toy car in his hands.
The painting is extremely abstract, yet it is so clear that the person in question can understand it at a glance.
At the time, the boy was wearing a mask, so Chen Zhao didn't pay much attention. Later, when she heard him stammering at the Song family's house, she just thought the voice sounded familiar and didn't think about it at all.
Unexpectedly, they had met before.
"The boss and his wife have a deep connection."
"more than."
Pei Yanli finally took her eyes off her hands, dialed a number, and called Teng Zaiye.
The other person replied listlessly, "Hello?"
"Do you remember the person who stole your mask last time in Queen?"
Unlike him, Teng Zaiye had a much better memory. It took him a while to recall the incident. "Oh, wasn't that...?"
Wait a minute.
Why did he suddenly ask that?
Could it be that he knows that person is Luo Yunqing?
Teng Zaiye's eyes darted around, and he went along with him first: "I remember, so what?"
"Have you found out who he is?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
Teng Zaiye opened his mouth and shook his head: "No."
Then he asked, "Did you find it?"
He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he heard a barely audible laugh coming from the receiver. Pei Yanli then said, "I didn't either."
If you don't have it, why ask?
After hanging up the phone, Teng Zaiye hurriedly dialed Luo Yunqing's number, but before it could ring twice, the other party hung up!
He quickly sent another message with the note "I am Teng Zaiye".
The call came back very quickly.
He blurted out, "Where did you get my phone number?
"Of course, it's because I, your humble servant, am all-powerful and omnipotent."
"Hehe, I'm hanging up."
"Hey! Wait a minute, I have something important to tell you." Teng Zaiye quickly told him what had just happened, "Old Pei is starting to suspect you, you little green tea."
Luo Yunqing suddenly gripped her phone tightly: "What did you say?"
"Of course... of course I know nothing." Teng Zaiye raised his chin, taking credit: "How about that, brother, am I good enough?"
Luo Yunqing didn't believe he would be so kind. "Tell me, what do you want?"
"What could I possibly want? It's still just Xiaoyuyu..." Teng Zaiye's voice noticeably lowered at the mention of Jiang Ziyu. He sniffed twice, then clutched his phone and wailed, "Your brother's been sulking with me lately! Qingqing, my adorable little Qingqing~"
"Trying to make my brother happy?"
"Mmm!"
"Simple, give him a raise, a raise."
"that's all?"
“That’s it.” Recalling Pei Yanli’s actions during the day, Luo Yunqing felt extremely uneasy. “Are you sure he only suspects me?”
"Of course. If he were sure, he wouldn't have asked me."
The Maybach returned to the Pei family home under the twinkling stars of the night sky. As soon as they got out of the car, they heard a commotion coming from the courtyard of the main house.
"Hasn't my second uncle's marriage already been arranged?"
"I've said it so many times, I don't know who the person who bid against me was. If I did, I would have gone to settle accounts with him long ago."
...
Pei Hengzhi received a severe beating from his father and stayed home for several days, even missing Song Xuechen's most important birthday banquet. He only started to recover in the last day or two.
To be honest, Chen Zhao was also very curious: "201 has always been Young Master Teng's lounge, so why can't we find that person?"
Pei Yanli silently cracked her ring finger knuckles, remaining silent.
Pei Heng's strong voice soon came from inside the room again: "Let's not talk about that anymore. Can you give me back my phone? School starts in two days."
“Chen Zhao,” Pei Yanli suddenly asked, “I remember he was studying at Peking University, wasn’t he?”
“Yes, Peking University, third year of computer science.” At this point, Chen Zhao suddenly paused, “It seems the landlady also applied for computer science.”
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