The most important thing in practicing medicine and saving lives is to be completely focused, especially in acupuncture. There can be no slackening even for a moment, as it is extremely mentally taxing.
Nan Jin was indeed a little tired, sitting on the sofa rubbing her temples. Upon hearing this, she quickly said, "How can I do this? I'll only be causing you trouble..."
"How could it be troublesome? I really didn't expect Uncle Nanwei's daughter to have grown up so much. Oh, no, no, I should say I never even knew Uncle Nanwei had a daughter. I'm so happy..."
Nan Jin's eyes softened...
Luo Xi prepared the meal, and Nan Jin ate a little before going to rest in the next bedroom.
Gong Ning was genuinely hungry, and Luo Xi's cooking skills were excellent, so she inadvertently and perfectly practiced the "Clean Plate Campaign".
Luo Xi didn't eat much; she just watched Gong Ning eat like a little squirrel, her cheeks puffed out, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed.
After dinner, Gong Ning went to check on Shen Yuchen's condition.
The eerie redness on her face had faded, and the strands of hair on her forehead, which had been damp with sweat, were now sticking messily to her temples.
Her face was deathly pale, almost transparent, and her whole body looked as if it had been stripped bare. She was so weak that even her breathing was shallow and light.
Seeing Shen Yuchen's frail appearance...
Gong Ning's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment, her breathing paused slightly, and she reached out to cover her chest.
My vibrant, beating heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a large hand, constantly tightening.
I was almost suffocating.
She took a deep breath, dispelling the strange palpitation...
Gong Ning breathed a sigh of relief, gently smoothed her chest, and looked up at Shen Yuchen, who was not sleeping very soundly.
A smile curved her lips, and soft dimples appeared on her rosy cheeks. She murmured to herself, "Today I realized that fate, that thing that's like the wind—invisible and intangible—is truly wondrous. If it were before, I would never have believed that a girl I'd only known for a few days would defend me so bravely, like a warrior. And I certainly never imagined that I would so resolutely want to protect a girl like that..."
There was no response, and the bedroom was quiet. Gong Ning suddenly burst into laughter, "Shen Yuchen, you know what? You were so handsome that night!"
Immediately, she reached out and tucked the blanket around Shen Yuchen, then quietly left the room and returned to her own.
She took out her phone, opened WeChat, and chatted with Yan Jingzhou. The message on the screen was still the one she had sent not long ago.
"A-Zhou, I have something to do. I'll be staying at Beiyin Poetry School tonight and won't be going back!"
He didn't reply to her....
A few moments of loneliness and desolation flashed in Gong Ning's dark, clear eyes as she leaned against the door for a long time.
A few breaths later, a faint and playful smile suddenly appeared on her lips. With a normal expression, she put down her phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It was past 10 p.m., and the lights were still on in the CEO's office on the top floor of the Yanyun Building.
Yan Jingzhou was working at his desk, his expression serious and calm, his eyes undisturbed, as he methodically processed the documents.
He also didn't notice an unread WeChat message on his phone in the lounge...
Gong Ning walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair. The room was quiet. As she opened the drawer and found the hairdryer, she was momentarily dazed.
These days, every time she comes out of the bathroom with wet hair, Yan Jingzhou would wave gently to her.
Then, pull her to sit on the bed or sofa, take the hairdryer that has been prepared, and gently dry her hair.
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