The uncle was not slow in taking a shower, but after he came out in his bathrobe, he went straight outside to work on his computer.
Listening to the crackling sound of keyboard typing outside, Liu Zhiyuan pouted in grievance.
Is a doctor's job really that busy? It's one thing to be so busy at the hospital that you can't get home on time, but do you still want to continue working when you get home?
She waited inside for a long time, but her uncle was aloof and didn't want to come in to accompany her.
The more she felt wronged, the lower the volume of the TV became, and she kept complaining outside, "It hurts, my arms hurt, my ankles hurt, my whole body hurts..."
The people outside still didn't respond, and she kept crying out in pain.
"It really hurts. It seems like it's bleeding. I wonder if the hotel has disinfectant?"
"I wonder if the wound will get infected if it's not treated?"
In Xu Su's words, he is simply a workaholic.
When it comes to work, he can concentrate so much that he almost forgets to eat and sleep.
However, tonight, he was clearly feeling a little restless.
It was raining heavily outside, but the woman in the bedroom was wailing in an annoying way.
After closing the wrong files several times, he finally stopped working in frustration.
Get up and light a cigarette.
Take a deep breath and exhale the wisp of smoke.
After he finished smoking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The woman in the bedroom was quiet. Was she no longer in pain? Did she stop screaming?
When the room quieted down, he sat back down at his computer to work, but he still couldn't concentrate.
He found that he got annoyed when she was noisy, and even more annoyed when she was quiet.
After a while, he heard the sound of a woman crying softly, and his eyes sank.
I subconsciously stood up, opened the door and walked in.
On the soft big bed, Liu Zhiyuan was lying wrapped in a bath towel, with her back to the door, crying softly.
Song Ling frowned, and after seeing the scary wounds on her arms, his eyes darkened again.
But my heart softened inexplicably, and I went outside to look for the hotel's spare medicine cabinet.
After opening it, he pulled her arm and treated the wound skillfully.
His movements were rough at first, but after seeing her subconscious trembling, his movements unconsciously softened.
After he treated the scrapes on her arms, he bent down and lifted her ankles to continue disinfecting them.
In fact, she was not seriously injured this time, just a minor scratch.
He knew that it was definitely not as painful as the call she made, so he didn't want to talk to her and wanted her to reflect on herself.
But he lost control when she cried.
After he disinfected all the wounds on her body, Liu Zhiyuan secretly observed the uncle's reaction through her fingers.
With this glance, she was exposed.
She stopped pretending, sat up from the bed, and pulled the uncle over.
"Thank you, Dr. Song."
When Song Ling saw that she was pretending, he frowned and turned away.
Liu Zhiyuan is shamelessly acting cute,
"Uncle, don't leave so quickly. You really care about me, otherwise why would you come here immediately when I started crying?"
Song Ling had no expression on his face and didn't say a word for a long time.
"You're overthinking it."
Liu Zhiyuan pestered him and wouldn't let him leave.
"Uncle, can we talk? I apologize for what I did wrong, and you apologize for what you did wrong, okay?"
She was referring to the ambiguous text messages he sent above, and even if it was a girl's secret crush, he should apologize.
Because he leaked the number.
Song Ling's eyebrows twitched a few times, and his big hand successfully shook off her small arm.
He disdains to curl his lips.
This woman is really too much.
She did so many excessive things, and you still said he was wrong?
He turned and walked outside to continue working.
Liu Zhiyuan didn't understand why he was so proud. But as Xu Su said, the uncle's personality, in order to be more harmonious, still needed her enthusiasm to melt him.
She got up, wrapped herself in a towel, and went out.
Song Ling turned his attention back to the computer and continued working.
Liu Zhiyuan had to wrap herself in a bath towel and limp in front of him.
"It was raining so hard it was scary sleeping alone."
"The wound hurts and I can't sleep..."
"It seems like thunder is coming, so scary..."
"I'm wrapped in a towel, I'm so cold..."
"Uncle, you've really become evil. You have the heart to let your little wife live alone on a night like this..."
"Uncle, can't you put down your work and spend some time with your little wife?"
"Doctor Song, Uncle Song, Song Ling, you ignored me again. I just cried. I really cried."
Song Ling still ignored her. Liu Zhiyuan actually blinked and squeezed out two tears.
Song Ling was a little nervous and he subconsciously turned off the computer.
Liu Zhiyuan took the opportunity to grab his arm and pull him back to the big bed in the inner room.
She lay down and pulled the uncle to lie down too.
Then, as usual, she quickly pressed her calves against his thighs and took the initiative to get into his arms.
Afterwards, she found the most comfortable position and lay down.
Song Ling sighed silently at first. The familiar soft touch in his arms made him reluctant to push her away.
After Liu Zhiyuan lay in his arms, she became serious and apologized proactively.
"Uncle, I have deeply realized the mistake I made when I went to see Duan Zichen last time and lied to you. Although Duan Zichen used his mother's text messages to trick me into the ward last time (note, there are text message records as proof), it is a fact that I went to the ward, so I was wrong.
While you were away on business, I reflected deeply on myself and realized that my behavior had a very negative impact on my family and marriage. I promise not to make such a mistake again. If I do, I will be punished by not eating ice cream or creamy desserts for a month."
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