That area was completely hidden by the crisp hem of a suit jacket, leaving no clue whatsoever.
She quickly looked away.
The next second, Ning Bingyu's sharp, almond-shaped eyes, framed by thin lenses, swept over: "What's wrong?"
Chu Hongyu said nonchalantly, "Since the doctor suggested it, just to be on the safe side, young master should stay and get an IV drip. I'll wait here."
Ning Bingyu's eyes behind his glasses flickered slightly. "Hmm."
The nurse came over and led them to get their IV drips.
Chu Hongyu followed behind him, and the two of them went together to the VIP ward's private infusion area.
This infusion area is less like an infusion area and more like a luxury hotel suite.
Mahogany sofas, wool carpets, crystal chandeliers, and even a fully equipped coffee machine by the window.
She looked around and couldn't help but sigh—
In the world of capitalist rich people, even getting an IV drip is like a hotel vacation!
Ning Bingyu casually leaned back on the sofa, opened his shirt cuffs, and handed his hand to the nurse.
Then, he glanced at Chu Hongyu: "The meeting documents for today are in my briefcase. Could you please bring them over?"
Dr. Wang followed behind, somewhat embarrassed: "Mr. Ning, this medication can cause temporary dizziness—"
Ning Bingyu adjusted his glasses, his tone still nonchalant: "Let's get on with the work first, we'll talk about it later if you feel unwell."
Dr. Wang wanted to persuade her further, but Chu Hongyu shook her head at him, indicating that there was no need to try.
She knew Ning Bingyu too well; this man was a workaholic who would never give up his work unless he was anesthetized during surgery.
Moreover, his willingness to read the documents is better than them just staring at each other blankly.
Helpless, Dr. Wang could only instruct the nurses to be more careful and give them some additional instructions.
They gave instructions such as "If the dizziness worsens, stop working immediately and rest with your eyes closed," and "If you feel really uncomfortable, press the call button to call the nurse," and then left.
Only Chu Hongyu and Ning Bingyu remained in the room.
The air was so quiet you could almost hear the liquid dripping from the IV tube.
Chu Hongyu was silent for a while, then suddenly said softly, "Young Master, I'm going to the restroom."
Ning Bingyu focused intently on flipping through the documents: "Hmm."
She got up and left the room.
Chu Hongyu went to Dr. Wang's office and asked in a very low voice, "Dr. Wang, I'd like to ask if there are any good medications for post-coital contraception?"
She couldn't let last night's absurdity leave any lingering consequences; she needed to ensure everything went perfectly.
Dr. Wang paused for a moment, then instructed the nurse, "Go get a box of levonorgestrel tablets for Miss Chu."
The nurse politely said to Chu Hongyu, "Please come with me."
Chu Hongyu followed the nurse to the pharmacy.
The nurse handed over the pillbox and explained the usage in detail: "This is the latest research result from the United States. It is most effective when taken within twelve hours. Take two pills within 72 hours, with a twelve-hour interval. The contraceptive effect is over 98%."
Chu Hongyu took the medicine and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Hong Kong's medical system is advanced and has this kind of contraceptive."
Looking at her beautiful face, the head nurse couldn't help but kindly remind her, "Miss Chu, this kind of emergency contraceptive should not be taken more than twice a year, as it has a great impact on the body. It is a hormonal drug and may even lead to ectopic pregnancy. If an ectopic pregnancy is not detected in time, it can cause massive bleeding and death."
Chu Hongyu's heart skipped a beat. After a moment of silence, she nodded and said, "I understand."
The head nurse said earnestly, "For girls, condoms are the best physical method of contraception, and they can also block viruses. You young people should take good care of yourselves."
Chu Hongyu thanked him again, took the hot water, and swallowed the pills.
The pills and the coolness slid down her throat, as if reminding her that everything that happened last night was not a dream, but a real event.
She returned to the ward, where Ning Bingyu was still leaning against the sofa, looking down at the documents.
An IV tube was connected to the back of his hand, and his shirt sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.
He looked up, his gaze behind his glasses deep and unfathomable: "You were in the restroom for so long?"
Chu Hongyu sat down calmly and said, "Mm."
Ning Bingyu looked at her for a while, then said nothing and continued reading the documents.
This seamless "boss mode" actually gave Chu Hongyu a sense of security.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Everything is fine, as usual.
It would be best if things just passed peacefully...
Under Ning Bingyu's influence, Chu Hongyu also quickly got into work mode and assisted him in handling documents.
It was as if nothing had happened between the two of them; the only sound in the air was the rustling of papers.
However, thirty minutes later, Ning Bingyu suddenly put down the document, rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, and frowned slightly.
Chu Hongyu noticed that something was wrong with him and looked up at him: "Young Master, are you feeling unwell?"
Ning Bingyu leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, and said in a light tone, "Yeah, like I'm drunk, a little tipsy."
"Should we call a doctor?" she asked.
Ning Bingyu kept his eyes closed, his tone filled with restraint: "I can still bear it. The doctor said... this feeling of intoxication is a normal reaction to the medication."
Chu Hongyu watched as he finally put down the documents and shook her head: "Fortunately, Young Master didn't get so drunk that he smashed up the hospital."
Ning Bingyu opened his eyes, his gaze behind his glasses sweeping over her coolly: "What's wrong with my drinking manners? In the past two years, when have I ever been drunk?"
She subconsciously raised an eyebrow: "You were drunk that time in the mainland..."
She stopped speaking midway through her sentence.
Because the words he said last night when he carried her onto the table, "Anyway, it's not the first time," suddenly popped into her mind.
That ambiguous and vague context, his low, husky voice that carried a hint of ruthlessness…
She looked up almost instantly and stared at Ning Bingyu's face.
Ning Bingyu was also looking at her, his gaze still calm and deep, but with something else added to it.
It was as if a thin layer of mist had been lifted, revealing the deep pool hidden behind it.
Chu Hongyu felt her throat go dry: "What did you mean by what you said last night... 'Anyway, it's not the first time'?"
Ning Bingyu gave a slight smile: "It means exactly what it says."
The man's deep, mellow voice held a hint of something unspoken.
Chu Hongyu was stunned, her expression gradually becoming subtle: "You..."
Ning Bingyu closed his eyes, seemingly enduring the discomfort caused by dizziness, but his voice was low and chilly—
"I don't get drunk often, but that doesn't mean I don't remember what I did."
Chu Hongyu froze completely.
In other words, he remembers that time he kissed him after getting drunk in mainland China! He still remembers it! He's just pretending not to!
The thought of how I avoided him made me look like a clown!
She couldn't help but stand up, raising her voice in annoyance: "If you remember, why have you been pretending not to remember?!"
Ning Bingyu opened his eyes again and looked at her calmly: "Is there a problem? You seem to wish nothing had happened. Aren't you telling me that it's best not to remember anything? Didn't you take the birth control pill just now because you hoped that we were just bed partners with no other entanglements?"
Chu Hongyu was speechless after hearing his words and didn't know how to refute them for a moment.
She truly hoped, even almost longed, that he would never remember that time he lost control.
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