Chapter 13: Gaining the privilege of staying overnight at Dr. Zhou's house
"Mr. Su, the injection is done, just press the bell." The nurse saw Su Qingyan coming over and hurried over.
"No, I was too bored, so I came out for a walk."
Zhou Cheng's scrub suit has now become Su Qingyan's special hospital gown. The first thing she does when she reports to the hospital every day is to change into this suit, and then walk around the doctor's office and the nurse's station a few times, eager to let the whole department know that she and Zhou Cheng are so close that they can wear the same clothes.
The nurse brought an IV stand and placed it next to him. Su Qingyan sat down and asked, "Has Doctor Zhou finished the operation?"
"Just got off the stage. Dr. Zhou has been working non-stop these past few days. Today I can finally go home from get off work."
When Su Qingyan heard that Zhou Cheng was finished with surgery, he immediately jumped up from his chair and walked to the office with the IV drip in hand. The night shift doctor was the only one in the office, so he walked to the duty room with ease, knocked twice symbolically, and went in.
Zhou Cheng was changing clothes. He had just taken off his scrubs when he heard someone knocking on the door. He turned around and saw Su Qingyan with a gleam in his eyes.
"You're not going to return the clothes to me," Zhou Cheng said as he put them on.
"No, I'm going to take it home and wear it as pajamas."
"The blood is coming back." Zhou Cheng pointed to his infusion pump.
"Have you eaten?" Su Qingyan ignored him.
"I ate it." Zhou Cheng quickly put on his clothes, then walked to Su Qingyan and raised the bottle. "Are you holding it so low to donate blood?"
As soon as Zhou Cheng approached, Su Qingyan's heart beat faster. He even despised himself for becoming like a young girl in love.
"Doctor Zhou, let me take you home. You can get some sleep in the car."
"What's our relationship? Just take me home." Zhou Cheng watched the blood in the infusion device slowly being replaced by medicine.
"It's because I've seen her butt." Su Qingyan said with a smile.
"Patients undergoing surgery don't wear clothes." Dr. Zhou was speechless.
"There's only a little bit left. No more injections. Wait for me." Su Qingyan took the medicine bottle from Zhou Cheng, then went to the nurse's station to remove the needle and seal the tube, and went to the ward to get a coat, all in one go. By the time he returned to the duty room door, he was already out of breath.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhou Cheng saw him gasping and coughing, feeling helpless. "Let's go."
Su Qingyan followed Zhou Cheng through the employee passage to the underground parking lot and volunteered to take the driver's seat. Zhou Cheng closed his eyes and rested as Su Qingyan drove carefully. When they smoothly pulled into the parking space in Zhou Cheng's residential complex, Zhou Cheng finally opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Do you know the password to my front door?"
Su Qingyan didn't feel guilty at all and said that he was a gentleman and would not go to someone's house without permission.
After going upstairs together, Zhou Cheng didn't avoid him. He entered the password and opened the door. The house was all black, white and gray, without any unnecessary colors. It was as clean as a model apartment, without a trace of fireworks.
After changing his shoes, Su Qingyan walked in. Zhou Cheng took a look at his shoes that were not properly placed, sighed silently in his heart, and put them in place before going in. When he entered the door, he saw the coat that Su Qingyan had casually draped on the back of the sofa, pursed his lips and hung the coat in the entrance closet.
"Wash your hands." Zhou Cheng couldn't help himself when he saw Su Qingyan had already started the tour.
Su Qingyan followed him to the bathroom. As soon as Zhou Cheng turned on the faucet, he came over to wash his hands together.
"You first," Zhou Cheng said helplessly.
"Together, together." Su Qingyan's playful smile made Zhou Cheng's face
The degree of tolerance continues to improve.
"Doctor Zhou, is tomorrow my last injection?"
"Yeah." Zhou Cheng handed him a disposable towel.
"I'll take you to work tomorrow, and then I'll be out for a few days. Don't miss me."
"Okay." Zhou Cheng responded casually, pointing to the tissues he had placed on the sink.
Su Qingyan didn't expect Zhou Cheng to actually answer yes. His movements froze for a moment, and he quickly threw the tissue into the trash can.
"My house only has one bedroom and a study." Zhou Cheng knew that he couldn't get Su Qingyan away today.
"I'll sleep in the study. I promise not to disturb you. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning. What do you want for breakfast?"
"Whatever." Zhou Cheng felt that he was not so tired because of Su Qingyan's high spirits.
Su Qingyan took advantage of Zhou Cheng's shower to look around his house, then sat on the sofa, looking at the broken skis under the spotlight across from him, feeling a pang of sadness. His mood suddenly dropped, and Su Qingyan drifted off to sleep again. When he jerked awake, he saw his pajamas and underwear with the label still on on the sofa next to him. Zhou Cheng simply didn't want to waste time talking to him, but Su Qingyan felt like he had taken a big step forward. He hummed a little tune as he showered, then changed and went to the study, ready to go home and put his pajamas away.
He was stunned when he opened the study door.
Zhou Cheng was wearing glasses and typing in front of the computer. When he saw him come in, he raised his eyes and continued typing.
"Why don't you go to bed?" Su Qingyan felt overwhelmed when he saw the screen full of English professional terms.
"Go to bed right away." Zhou Cheng did not slow down his typing.
"You haven't slept for several days. Go to bed and stop writing." Su Qingyan saw that his eyes were bloodshot and was very confused about what he was doing.
Zhou Cheng took off his glasses and pressed his sore eyes, then turned off the computer and went back to his room to sleep.
Su Qingyan lay on the narrow, hard single bed in the study, feeling that he had never suffered such pain in his life.
The next day, Zhou Cheng hesitated for a long time but decided to wake Su Qingyan up, otherwise she would be late.
Su Qingyan frowned sleepily, hummed a few times, and then suddenly woke up.
"What time is it?" Then he looked at the time and it was only 6 o'clock. He looked at Zhou Cheng in confusion and asked, "Why are you up so early?"
"There's going to be a traffic jam soon." Zhou Cheng said and went out.
Su Qingyan got up in a hurry and sent a message to his assistant to have breakfast delivered directly to the hospital. When he got to the garage, he still rushed to get into the driver's seat. Zhou Cheng saw that he kept dozing off, so he had no choice but to help him observe the road conditions, feeling more tired than driving himself.
Arriving at the hospital, Su Qingyan particularly enjoyed walking through the staff corridor with Zhou Cheng. In the elevator, they met a nurse from the same department and had a pleasant chat. Zhou Cheng was so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear. The elevator was packed with more than 10 people. Why should they chat in such a small and confined space?
The medical staff in General Surgery Ward 2 were incredibly happy these days, enjoying a luxurious treat every day: a cup of coffee in the morning, a delicious meal at noon, and a cup of milk tea in the afternoon. Su Qingyan had become a VIP, too; even Director Li was kind enough to chat with her. Zhou Cheng felt exhausted just by watching. He couldn't understand why some people were so adept at dancing, enjoying the spotlight.
Compared to this, I feel like I'm just crawling in a gutter.
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