Chapter 112 Hidden Thoughts
"I have a morbid possessiveness towards you all the time. I want to kiss you, hug you, and leave my unique mark on you. But I'm afraid you won't be able to accept me like this, and that you won't want me anymore."
Xie Yanning whispered his somewhat shameful thoughts to Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan had no idea that Xie Yanning would feel uneasy.
“But you’ve always been the only one in my heart,” Su Wanwan said, placing her hand on his back. “Ever since I met you in my senior year of high school, you’ve been the only one in my heart.”
“Xie Yanning, you’ve been in my heart for a very long time. And—” Su Wanwan herself felt a little wronged: “It’s not like I’ve stopped you from kissing or hugging me.”
Have I missed out on kisses and hugs?
“But,” Xie Yanning’s voice was hoarse, “I want to leave marks on you, I want them to be heavy, really heavy, is that okay?”
A few stray hairs fell from Xie Yanning's forehead, brushing against Su Wanwan's face and causing a slight itch.
Bewitched by her beauty, Su Wanwan inexplicably agreed: "Sure, you can have as many weights as you want."
Xie Yanning's aura instantly became terrifying.
In the morning, Su Wanwan struggled to open her eyes.
What came into view was Xie Yanning's slightly guilty face.
She moved slightly, and apart from some soreness, she didn't feel anything else.
"Did you apply medicine to my wound?" Su Wanwan asked.
“Hmm,” Xie Yanning stroked her smooth back, “I’m sorry.”
"..." Su Wanwan was too lazy to even curse him as an animal. "You better put on a normal face."
"Um?"
"Just because I'm not as smart as you doesn't mean I can't figure it out?" Su Wanwan asked.
She said that Xie Yanning had never been sentimental; he was just using this as an excuse to kill two birds with one stone: to get the promise and also to be able to openly enjoy lavish meals in the future.
He decides how he wants to eat and at what speed.
Thinking of this, Su Wanwan pinched Xie Yanning's waist.
Xie Yanning hissed and pulled the person into his arms, refusing to let go. "You saw through me, but it's too late to regret it now."
He admitted that he was somewhat despicable.
His true colors will be exposed by Su Wanwan sooner or later, so it's better to slowly reveal them one by one, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.
He wasn't as virtuous and upright as he seemed.
Indeed, Su Wanwan felt it was fine to be a little possessive, since she didn't have anyone else to hang out with anyway.
He's 186cm tall, has eight-pack abs, long legs, and is handsome. They're even in love, so she has no interest in courting disaster.
As for the situation of some people dying of drought while others drown in floods, she can probably manage it.
Xie Yanning may be a bit of a beast, but he always paid attention to her feelings from beginning to end.
It's quite comfortable and stress-relieving.
When Su Wanwan looked in the mirror, she could hardly believe her reflection.
Her complexion was rosy and radiant, and she looked very healthy.
No foundation or lipstick needed.
She thought she was going to be completely ruined.
Going downstairs, I saw Xie Yanning, who had already resumed his abstinent and refined professor persona.
Su Wanwan: Her ability to act in public and in private is truly masterful; it's a pity she's not an actress.
When Xie Yanning saw her, he walked over, picked her up, and gently placed her on a chair: "Does it hurt?"
The medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis was bought from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor at great expense, and the prescription was recently improved.
"You wouldn't come if I said it hurt?" Su Wanwan glanced at him.
Xie Yanning remained silent.
Hmph, men.
Back in the office, Nan Sisi whispered some gossip to her: "I'm telling you, a really, really handsome guy came to the cardiology ward upstairs."
Su Wanwan, a married woman, remained calm and composed: "And then?"
“No,” Nan Sisi said, exasperated, “you can’t give up your right to see other trees just because of your Professor Xie tree. It’s not illegal to look at them.”
Su Wanwan thought about it and realized it made sense.
"But he's not as handsome as Xie Yanning."
"...they are evenly matched."
"Well, in my opinion, even a handsome man is like Pan An, so Xie Yanning is a bit more handsome."
Jiang Zhaoyue had just come downstairs, and her face was unusually flushed. Nan Sisi said, "Look, even our little Yueyue thinks he's handsome."
The head of the cardiology department upstairs is her second uncle. When she went up to find him, she happened to see him talking to a patient in the ward.
"He is quite handsome," Jiang Zhaoyue said calmly.
The other doctors in the office shook their heads: "This world judges people by their looks."
Nan Sisi: "They also have money!"
One sentence was enough to knock out many people.
Those who can stay in special care wards are definitely born with good fortune.
Su Wanwan was a little curious; these two weren't exactly unsophisticated.
"Did something happen to that person?"
If someone is staying in the cardiology ward, it's likely that they're young and have developed some kind of heart problem.
"It's just a minor issue, overwork triggered by a common acute myocarditis. He was rushed here last night, and the hospital director personally gave him the green light."
That's quite a lot of face.
Su Wanwan didn't take the matter to heart; there were many people in this place whom even the dean had to give some face to.
When she went upstairs to look for someone, she passed by the special care ward area. The door inside wasn't closed properly, and she glanced at it casually.
"..."
I'm not mistaken, that's Shang Haoyan and his poor assistant.
A gentle knock came at the door, and a deep, familiar voice said, "Come in."
Inside, Shang Haoyan was half-lying on the hospital bed, holding a document in his hand.
Assistant Lin was still standing there, diligently waiting for his boss's instructions. When he saw Su Wanwan, he called out, "Dr. Su." He didn't seem surprised that Su Wanwan was there.
"How did you end up in the hospital?" Su Wanwan asked.
"It's okay, no problem at all."
Su Wanwan thought for a moment, could that handsome guy with myocarditis be Shang Haoyan in front of her?
"Myocarditis?"
"Mm." Shang Haoyan nodded.
“In that case, don’t treat the ward like your office,” Su Wanwan said, adding that the most important thing for myocarditis patients is to get enough rest.
Shang Haoyan quickly signed the contract and handed it to Assistant Lin. His face was still a little pale: "It's alright."
"How did you suddenly get so tired that you ended up in the hospital?" Su Wanwan asked.
However, myocarditis is common in young and middle-aged people who are usually healthy and have no underlying organic diseases, so it is not surprising.
Assistant Lin: What else could it be? If the boss loses love, won't he treat his career like his wife?
"Maybe he's in a bad mood," Shang Haoyan said calmly.
Su Wanwan: "..."
Assistant Lin quickly made a run for it.
Since the two families had a good relationship, Su Wanwan asked, "Did you tell your family?"
"No."
Su Wanwan thought this was fine too.
So as not to frighten the old man on the other side.
Considering the good relationship between the two families, Su Wanwan told him to rest well and not to worry about work for the time being, since his life was more important.
"I think your special assistant is quite capable, why not just hand it over to him?"
Assistant Lin, who was so busy she barely had time to breathe, sneezed: Who's cursing me!
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