Chapter 153: Not Worldly
By the seventh day, the odor had almost completely dissipated, leaving only a very slight trace.
Unless someone is very close, it is almost unnoticeable.
Wei Chenglu found this quite magical.
She still remembers that a friend of hers had the same disease.
After seeking medical treatment and medication from many places in Hong Kong, the disease was not cured and he finally had to give up.
I didn’t expect that just using an ordinary recipe would have such surprisingly significant effects.
No matter what, she finally managed to keep her hard-earned job.
Secretary Zhang is a very busy man with a lot of work to do every day. Sometimes he gets so busy that he doesn’t even come back to stay at night.
He spends most of his time in the office or out and about.
But he always insisted on going home every Saturday night to have dinner with Wei Chenglu.
Although they don't communicate much on weekdays, he will try to postpone all his plans on Fridays.
It’s all for that weekend dinner.
This also became the most stressful time for Cheng Meifang.
Because every time Secretary Zhang comes back, the house becomes especially quiet.
But just last week, Secretary Zhang looked unhappy as soon as he walked in.
The whole person had a stern expression and a furrowed brow.
After he sat down, he didn't eat a single bite of food and directly called Wei Chenglu into the bedroom.
The two started talking in low voices, but soon there were sounds of argument.
The old-fashioned room door was not very soundproof.
So even if Cheng Meifang was cooking in the kitchen, she could clearly hear the noise made by the two in the bedroom.
A few words floated out: "Too young", "childish", "only caring about themselves"...
Although it was intermittent and vague, it was enough for Cheng Meifang to understand some of the general content.
She just smiled in her heart when she heard it, without much reaction.
The knife in her hand continued to steadily cut the potato shreds in her hand.
It seems that all couples in the world are similar.
Even someone like Wei Chenglu, who seems to be above the mundane world, cannot escape the intrusion of daily trivialities...
Just as I was thinking this, a sharp "bang" sound suddenly came from the room.
There was a sound like something heavy falling to the ground. Cheng Meifang was startled and the kitchen knife in her hand almost slipped out of her hand.
She couldn't help but stop what she was doing, stuck her head out of the kitchen, and glanced secretly towards the living room.
It turned out that the door of the house was pushed open, and someone must have just entered.
I saw Wei Chenglu standing at the door. She looked a little thin, her face was pale, and her eyes were a little red.
She said softly, "Meifang, you should go back today. You don't have to be busy anymore."
"ah?"
Cheng Meifang didn't react for a moment and was stunned.
"But... the food isn't finished yet. I haven't even finished shredding the potatoes halfway..."
As she spoke, she subconsciously pointed to the unfinished worktop in the kitchen.
"It's okay, I can take care of these myself, you can go back."
After hearing this, Cheng Meifang didn't know what to say. She had to stop what she was doing, hurriedly packed up her things, and go home early.
The next day, Cheng Meifang came to work on time.
When she opened the door and prepared to work as usual, she found that Wei Chenglu was already waiting for her in the room. He took the initiative to come forward and pulled her to sit on the sofa.
Cheng Meifang looked at her in confusion, not understanding what today's action meant.
At this moment, Wei Chenglu suddenly spoke, his tone a little low, and he was cautiously testing: "Meifang, do you still remember the disease you had last time? How did you cure it? Tell me."
"ah?"
This question caught Cheng Meifang completely off guard. She thought Wei Chenglu was going to talk about something big, but he ended up mentioning this.
She hesitated for a moment, then answered frankly, "I went to the infirmary. The doctor prescribed some medicine for me. I should be fine in a few days."
"Infirmary?"
Wei Chenglu frowned and said doubtfully.
"You wouldn't hide it from me, would you? How could the infirmary treat such a private condition so well? Did you secretly contact Dean Huang? That... that's not appropriate..."
After all, this kind of problem should be handled by male doctors.
As a woman, she must feel embarrassed and ashamed to talk about it.
"How could I possibly go to see Dean Huang!"
Cheng Meifang immediately denied it anxiously, her face flushed.
I quickly explained, "I went to see Dr. Ruan."
"Doctor Ruan? Which Doctor Ruan?"
Wei Chenglu blinked, confusion written all over his face.
"That's the one who was named an advanced worker last month."
Cheng Meifang replied in a steady voice.
"She's Xiao Zhiyu's wife!"
Seeing that Wei Chenglu still didn't react, Cheng Meifang had to speak more bluntly.
She raised her tone slightly, trying to evoke some impression on Wei Chenglu.
After hearing her say this, Wei Chenglu immediately understood, "Is he the person who invented potato balls?"
Her eyes suddenly lit up and she became much more energetic.
Cheng Meifang nodded in confirmation: "Yes, it's her."
A slight smile played at the corner of her mouth.
"Isn't she still a doctor?"
Wei Chenglu frowned and flipped the lid of the handbag in her hand as she spoke.
Apart from painting, Wei Chenglu cares most about her appearance and figure, and basically doesn't care about anything else.
She has always known little about and had no interest in information from the outside world.
Cheng Meifang was already accustomed to this, so she continued to explain: "She is not only a doctor, but also the last disciple of Professor Deng Chengxin of Jingcheng Hospital!"
This sentence shocked Wei Chenglu so much that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
Although she didn't know much about what was happening outside, she had heard of Deng Chengxin's name.
He is an authority in the medical field, highly respected and famous.
No one could have imagined that such a person was hiding in a small military infirmary.
She is both Deng Chengxin's disciple and a female doctor...
perhaps……
It really helps me.
This thought flashed through his mind and then quietly took root in Wei Chenglu's heart.
So Wei Chenglu immediately decided that starting next Monday, Cheng Meifang would accompany him to the infirmary for treatment.
She didn't say another word and made a decisive decision.
After all, since the boss asked, no matter how big the matter was, Cheng Meifang had to agree to it, so she naturally wouldn't refuse.
She smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay."
So, the two of them successfully got number 89 and sat down on a chair in the corridor and waited.
They found a seat by the window.
The sunlight shone in from the side, shining on the faces of the two people.
Because there were so many people queuing, Ruan Chuxia didn't take a break at noon.
The rotation time was extended to noon.
The infirmary was still bustling with activity.
Cheng Meifang and Wei Chenglu had a quick meal in the infirmary cafeteria and then returned to the corridor to continue waiting.
After filling their stomachs, the two returned to the long queue and continued to wait for the next number to be called.
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