Chapter 12 Ward Rounds
Chen Yuanchuan froze, feeling inexplicably guilty. If it weren't too late, he would have already hidden in the bathroom. Although the current awkward situation between him and Xi Qian was entirely caused by her brother.
In the blink of an eye, Xi Qian, wearing a light pink Chanel-style suit, pushed open the door. In an instant, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she even suspected that she was hallucinating.
"Ah!... Chen Yuanchuan! Why are you here?!" Xi Qian was shocked, and then she was angry, "I don't allow you to harass my brother!" She thought that Chen Yuanchuan wanted to curry favor with her brother by taking advantage of their past ambiguous relationship, and she couldn't help feeling even more disappointed in him.
Chen Yuanchuan also felt that it was unnecessary for him to stay here, so he said goodbye to Xi Qing and walked out the door. When he passed by Xi Qian, he nodded slightly. Xi Qian glared at him in return, and Chen Yuanchuan sneered.
A few seconds later, there was a "click" sound. Xi Qian turned her head to make sure the door was closed. She immediately pouting and ran to Xi Qing's bed. Avoiding the wound, she half-lay on Xi Qing and cried, "Brother! You scared me to death!"
Xi Qing stroked Xi Qian's hair and said, "Brother is fine. You will recover soon."
After hearing that Shi Qing's breathing was still steady, Xi Qian finally had the mind to ask, "Brother, how did Chen Yuanchuan find his way here?"
Hearing this, Xi Qing raised his eyebrows and said softly, "He is the doctor here."
"What!" Xi Qian was shocked and couldn't understand why his brother would invite this bastard who played with people's feelings.
Xi Qing lied calmly, "By the time I found out, the Human Resources Department had already signed a labor contract with him. How about...I send him away?"
As the original heroine of the novel, Xi Qian must have a kind nature. She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time, but finally waved her hand and said, "Forget it. I don't come to Chunzhi often anyway."
Xi Qing was not surprised by her decision and changed the subject with a smile: "Xiao Qian, are you still unwilling to come to work at Chunzhi?"
Xi Qian quickly shook her head, "I want to open a private clinic!" The little girl looks delicate on the outside, but actually she wants to learn from her brother and dreams of becoming a career woman.
"Okay, I support you no matter what."
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Chen Yuanchuan's arm injury was not serious and he could go to work normally the next day, so he took the initiative to apply to be responsible for Xi Qing's ward rounds.
The news about the medical dispute the day before, which involved the boss, spread throughout the hospital early on. Therefore, the superiors quickly agreed to Chen Yuanchuan's temporary transfer.
When Chen Yuanchuan arrived at Xi Qing's ward early in the morning, he was already awake, leaning against the head of the bed, typing on the laptop on his lap with his left hand.
Since she doesn't need to meet guests, she doesn't have her hair done naturally. Her soft bangs are scattered between her eyebrows and eyes, covering her sharp brow arches and making her facial features more delicate and three-dimensional.
Xi Qing heard the noise, looked up at the door, and smiled, "Yuanchuan, good morning."
Although he knew from the beginning that Xi Qing was outstanding in appearance, his constant presence of authority as a superior only made the strong-willed Chen Yuanchuan feel repulsed and wary.
Now, the wounded Xi Qing lay half-sitting on the hospital bed. The loose, soft hospital gown stripped away his fierceness, revealing only the slightly pale lower half of his face. Looking up, his bright eyes curved into crescents, seemingly filled with his own image.
Chen Yuanchuan's heartbeat inexplicably quickened. He moved forward and responded, "Dean Xi, good morning."
When Xi Qing heard this, he smiled and teased, "Why are you so polite all of a sudden?" This was Xi Qing's typical expression, which immediately broke the bubble of fantasy and brought Chen Yuanchuan back to his senses.
He cleared his throat, pulled out a medical record from the foot of the bed, and asked seriously, "Xi Qing, has the pain in the two wounds increased? Is there any increased redness, swelling, or exudate?"
Chen Yuanchuan's change of heart was very obvious. Xi Qing's eyes flashed with a smile, and he shook his head and replied, "Everything is fine."
After seeing Xi Qing laughing secretly, Chen Yuanchuan remained calm and rigorously completed the final ward rounds. He then turned around decisively and strode away.
Xi Qing chuckled and continued to work with one hand, head down.
Chen Yuanchuan was busy the whole morning and only had a chance to catch his breath around one o'clock.
He went to Xi Qing's ward to take a look. He didn't know until he saw that Xi Qing was still working at the computer, not even changing his posture.
Chen Yuanchuan stepped forward, frowning and asking, "You haven't had lunch yet?"
Xi Qing, who was immersed in work, suddenly woke up as if from a dream, glanced at the time on the computer and shook his head.
Takeout here takes at least an hour to be delivered. Considering this, Chen Yuanchuan scratched his head impatiently. "What do you eat? What are your dietary restrictions?"
"It's all fine. I'm not picky about food." Xi Qing smiled.
As if hinting at something, Chen Yuanchuan half-closed his eyes and finally said, "I'll go to the cafeteria to pack it up and come back in twenty minutes."
Seeing Chen Yuanchuan walking away, Xi Qing picked up his phone, clicked on his assistant's profile picture, and sent a message - "No need to bring lunch up, you can take care of it yourself."
Sure enough, twenty minutes later, Chen Yuanchuan changed into loose casual clothes and came up with two boxes of sumptuous meals.
Chen Yuanchuan pulled the dining table on the bed over to Xi Qing and placed two disposable lunch boxes down. The dishes inside were different. He raised his chin and indicated, "Both are light and have no seafood. Take your pick."
Xi Qing picked one at random, opened the lunch box lid with difficulty with his left hand, and slowly looked up at Chen Yuanchuan.
Chen Yuanchuan had just sat down on a chair nearby, lunch box in hand, ready to eat, when he caught Xi Qing's gaze from the corner of his eye and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xi Qing replied faintly, "I don't know how to hold chopsticks with my left hand..."
Chen Yuanchuan was shocked, his narrow eyes widened, "You don't want me to feed you, do you?"
Xi Qing was amused by Chen Yuanchuan's imagination. "What are you thinking about? I mean, is there a spoon?"
Chen Yuanchuan completely forgot about this when he packed up and only took a pair of disposable chopsticks...
He was tired and hungry, and Xi Qing was still staring at him eagerly. Chen Yuanchuan gritted his teeth and said, "I have a personal spoon in my locker. Do you want it?"
Xi Qing blinked and nodded in agreement without thinking.
It was only a three-minute walk to the locker. Chen Yuanchuan came back after a while and handed Xi Qing a small metal spoon with clean water on it.
Xi Qing's eyes lit up slightly, "Thank you, Yuanchuan."
Chen Yuanchuan was so hungry that he couldn't speak. He glanced at him and said unhappily, "Alright, Master, eat quickly."
Chen Yuanchuan wolfed down his food in no time, while the patient Xi Qing, whose left hand was not very flexible, was still struggling with the plastic lunch box that kept moving around.
Seeing this, Chen Yuanchuan sighed deeply, went to the service desk outside and got a roll of tape. Under Xi Qing's surprised gaze, he fixed the outer wall of the lunch box to the table. "Just tear it off when you're full. I'll go back to the rest room for a nap."
Chen Yuanchuan was about to leave, but paused halfway. From Xi Qing's perspective, he could only see the back of his round head.
Immediately, a voice came from Chen Yuanchuan: "Have a good rest and don't think about work all the time." The unhurried tone seemed to be mixed with a hint of imperceptible gentleness.
After that, Chen Yuanchuan really left. When the door was about to close, Xi Qing smiled and responded.
The bright moon like a jade plate gradually hangs high in the night sky, casting its quiet light on the busy world.
Before finishing work, Chen Yuanchuan went to Xi Qing's room to check on her as usual. As he approached the door, he heard violent coughing coming from inside.
Chen Yuanchuan knocked on the door two or three times in a hurry and rushed in. He saw Xi Qing half-sitting and lying down, holding his chest and coughing continuously, almost suffocating. His painful face was dyed a sickly red.
Chen Yuanchuan's expression grew serious. He quickly stepped forward, supported Xi Qing's upper body with one hand, patted his back with the other to help him breathe, and raised his voice and shouted, "Xi Qing! Keep breathing deeply!"
Xi Qing obeyed, his chest rising and falling. After a few seconds, the itching in his throat gradually subsided. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Yuanchuan. His eyes were watery, and a hint of red swept across the corners of his upturned eyes.
"Thank you, Yuanchuan." Xi Qing's voice became hoarse and sluggish.
A hint of suspicion flashed across Chen Yuanchuan's eyes, "Why are you coughing so badly?"
Xi Qing's eyes widened innocently, and he said with amusement, "I just choked on the water by accident."
Chen Yuanchuan glanced over and saw that there was indeed a glass of water on the bedside table, only one-third full. Not far from the glass was a spoon, placed on top of a napkin. It had been washed thoroughly and had a translucent metallic luster.
"You haven't had dinner yet?" Xi Qing suddenly heard this. Chen Yuanchuan glanced at the trash can for some reason, only to find the lunch box he had packed for lunch, which he hadn't finished.
Xi Qing explained sheepishly, "I wasn't very hungry, so I didn't order anything."
Seeing Xi Qing not taking care of his body, Chen Yuanchuan's eyes darkened and he pointed out his words: "You left some leftovers from lunch, and you didn't eat dinner. Do you really want to practice fasting and cultivate immortality?"
Perhaps because he had just stopped coughing, Xi Qing remained silent, his eyes drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow.
Xi Qing put on a sad look, which made Chen Yuanchuan suspicious. Why did Xi Qing, who was so powerful outside, suddenly become like this?
He felt helpless, and paced around for a few times with his hands on his hips. Then he settled beside Xi Qing's bed, closed his eyes and comforted her, "Order now. It's not good for your stomach if you don't eat."
Xi Qing nodded in a sincere manner. He picked up his phone and was about to call when he turned and asked, "Yuanchuan, do you want to eat?"
It's almost dawn, what are we going to eat? Chen Yuanchuan waved his hand. At that moment, Xi Qing happened to call, and he quickly answered.
"Grandma, why haven't you slept yet?" Xi Qing said gently.
It turned out to be his grandmother's call. Chen Yuanchuan was considering whether to avoid the call. At this moment, Xi Qing's eyes flashed and he replied firmly, "Uncle is an adult. Since he has committed the act of embezzling public funds, he must have considered the consequences."
Then, his tone calmed down a bit, "Grandma, please don't interfere in this matter anymore. Go to bed early. I'm hanging up."
Chen Yuanchuan blinked. He really had no intention of eavesdropping on Xi Qing's family secrets, but he didn't expect him to talk so much without any hesitation, not at all shy about his presence.
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