Fu Jingsheng restrained Rong Yan.
If a woman hasn't been drinking, she'll definitely complain of pain.
But at this moment, Rong Yan grabbed Fu Jingsheng's collar and pulled it down; "Husband, lower it a little, and you're too gentle, it should be like this."
Before she could finish speaking, Rong Yan popped off the two buttons near her neck.
Fu Jingsheng could even hear the sound of the fabric being torn.
His expression froze instantly.
"Husband," Rong Yan called out again and again.
Her voice, like a tiny insect scratching at the man's heart, was irresistible to Fu Jingsheng.
Lift both legs.
He was rude.
But Rong Yan didn't seem to buy it; instead, she was even fiercer than him.
This joyous occasion felt more like a life-or-death struggle.
The two were so exhausted that they fell asleep immediately.
The morning sun streamed into the bedroom through the window.
The bright light shone directly on their faces.
Rong Yan rolled over, feeling like her whole body was about to fall apart. Scattered pieces of fabric and tissues lay on the bed and floor…
Everything around her suggested that she was likely to become wild when drunk.
Fu Jingsheng considered himself to have exceptional physical strength, but every time Rong Yan was drunk, he felt he couldn't handle her.
Rong Yan covered her face and got up, unable to face Fu Jingsheng.
Fu Jingsheng was awakened by the commotion beside him and slowly opened his eyes.
His head peeked out from under the covers, revealing a dense network of hickeys on his neck.
Rong Yan turned around and glanced at him, then pretended to faint.
Help! How could she do such a thing?
"I'm not going to live anymore," Rong Yan thought, too ashamed to face Fu Jingsheng.
Knowing his wife was faking fainting, Fu Jingsheng pinched her nose and said, "Stop pretending. Look at what you've done."
"I won't look, I won't look." Rong Yan kept her eyes tightly shut.
"Then let me help you remember." Fu Jingsheng turned to the side, supporting himself on the bed with one hand and holding Rong Yan's shoulder with the other.
"I won't listen."
Of course, Fu Jingsheng did not stop describing the battle last night because of Rong Yan's refusal.
He even embellished his story.
Finally, he hooked the bra strap on the bed and waved it in Rong Yan's face: "Believe it or not, you tore this yourself?"
"I don't believe it."
"I recorded a video, I'll show it to you." Fu Jingsheng kept a secret.
"I believe you, I believe you, stop talking, I believe you." Rong Yan finally chickened out.
She apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have drunk so much. I know I have bad drinking habits and shouldn't have drunk so much. Apart from this incident being too violent, I hope I didn't hurt you."
"Luckily I'm strong and healthy, otherwise I would have been crumpled long ago." Fu Jingsheng praised himself.
After teasing Rong Yan for a while, he got back to the main point: "Fortunately, you still recognize me. Let me see if you're injured?"
Last night, Rong Yan kept telling Fu Jingsheng to be rougher; she wondered if the man had hurt her.
After a quick check, there were no marks on Rong Yan's body.
Fu Jingsheng only noticed the hickey on his neck when he was washing up; it was quite high up.
He pulled his collar up to the highest point, but it didn't cover him at all.
The man simply gave up and that was it.
Rong Yan was also afraid that others would laugh at her husband for seeing the marks on his neck. The woman tried to cover Fu Jingsheng up with concealer and foundation, but the marks were too dark to be completely covered.
After some fuss, Fu Jingsheng brushed Rong Yan's hand away: "Stop hiding it, just like this, everyone has a married life."
Fortunately, Han Yue had gone out early in the morning. The two of them ate some porridge that was warming in the rice cooker and then went to their respective companies.
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Municipal Hospital in the morning.
Shen Xingzhi was brought down by the caregiver to bask in the sun.
For a while, Shen Xingzhi felt that the scars on her face were frightening and rarely left her hospital room.
After talking with the caregiver yesterday, she realized she was being too dramatic. What was this little setback compared to what she was doing, especially since she was a doctor?
After getting up in the morning, she asked the caregiver to take her downstairs.
The long-awaited sunlight shone on her face. Shen Xingzhi closed her eyes, feeling warm all over. She could hear the wind in her ears, and the air was filled with the fragrance of medicine.
Perhaps because her mood had improved, even the disinfectant smell that she used to hate now smelled nice.
Seeing Shen Xingzhi smile, the caregiver sat down beside her and said with relief, "Little sister, that's more like it. The more upset you are, the more you should go out for a walk. Only under the sunshine will you discover how beautiful the outside world really is."
"Yes, actually no one pays attention to my appearance." Shen Xingzhi noticed that she had met many people since she came downstairs, but everyone greeted her with a smile and no one mentioned the scar on her face.
Perhaps we're all in the same hospital and have various ailments.
"I was overthinking it; everyone was very friendly," Shen Xingzhi said.
The caregiver nodded: "There's something else I haven't told you. Several times I ran out with my face bruised and swollen, and I thought the neighbors would laugh at me for looking like a pig, but they didn't. Every time, they would invite me to their house to help reduce the swelling."
Caregivers have a lot to say about this.
"By the way, big sister, I've told Rong Yan and the others about your situation. They'll try their best to find connections to see if they can get in touch with your daughter first," Shen Xingzhi told the caregiver, sharing another piece of good news.
The caregiver burst into tears of joy: "Thank you, thank you."
"Oh, don't say that. It was nothing. I should thank you for your advice. As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself." Shen Xingzhi can be quite sentimental at times.
"I didn't do anything, let's not say that." The caregiver felt embarrassed.
"Sister, have you thought about changing jobs? Our clinic needs a caring employee like you. The salary is no lower than at the hospital, and the work isn't as tiring." Shen Xingzhi was preparing to poach her.
The caregiver came out to work hoping to earn more money, but upon hearing that the salary was higher, she immediately wavered: "Let me think about it, I'll tell you later."
Songshan Clinic.
Rong Yan started working as soon as she arrived at the office.
During lunch, she finally had some free time, and that's when she realized that her back ached, her head was throbbing.
After eating a few bites of food in the cafeteria, Rong Yan couldn't eat anymore. She packed up the leftovers and took them back to her office, hung up a "Do Not Disturb" sign, and took a short nap.
Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan are completely different.
Fu Jingsheng looked energetic, perhaps because he had drunk two cups of coffee that morning.
He spent the whole morning in the office processing documents.
He Wei came to call him at noon, and the man realized it was already twelve o'clock.
When he looked up, He Wei saw the marks on his boss's neck.
He Wei laughed: "Boss, your necklace is thick enough."
Fu Jingsheng touched his neck and said shamelessly, "You're envious, aren't you? You're not getting any younger. Take advantage of your free time and find a partner."
"Boss, you've changed. You've become shameless. Before, you'd be shy and embarrassed even with just one strawberry. Now, you can have a whole bunch without blushing at all."
"Will blushing make it disappear? Okay, stop worrying about that. Is it still boxed lunch today? Did you ask the fast food restaurant to add an extra dish? The food was a little worse than before."
“We’ve added a big meat dish, boss. We could invite a villager from nearby who can cook. That way, we can skip lunch every day, and it’ll be more hygienic. What do you think?” He Wei suggested.
"Let me think about it."
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