So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Changqing realized what that meant and pinched Song Chuyi with her face flushed red but he didn’t have any excess flesh on his waist, so she could only pinch him a tiny bit after trying for a long time.

Yan Lei looked at the little couple and laughed out loud in relief. “Sure. I also very much want to be a grandpa.”

“Dad…” Changqing stamped her feet embarrassedly.

“Dad has to go to Shanghai today for a business trip and will be back tomorrow. I still have to rush for the plane, so I need to change and leave.” Yan Lei stepped out of the study and Changqing followed behind.

“I’m hungry. I’m going to eat breakfast.”

Song Chuyi heard her say.

When Yan Lei left the house, Changqing was on the phone with Wen Tong. “I feel better today. I can go to the set.”

“Sure. I will pick you up in 40 minutes.”

Changqing hung up and continued to slice the poached egg on her plate.

Song Chuyi brought a bottle of medicated oil and sat beside her, saying coldly, “Stretch your leg out.”

Changqing recalled the pain when Zhu Chao applied the medicine for her and not only did she not stretch her leg out, but she even withdrew it even more. “I’m better; I don’t need the medicine.”

“You’re not even a doctor. Stop diagnosing yourself.” Song Chuyi pulled her leg out and placed it on his thigh.

Changqing grumbled, “You immediately returned to your original form and treated me so fiercely the moment Dad left.”

“Even if your dad was around, he would also support me in doing this.” Song Chuyi rolled up her trousers and poured some medicated oil on her wounds while rubbing them.

Auntie Zhang was washing bowls in the kitchen and suddenly heard Changqing shrieking.

She heard “Wahhh Wahhh” coming from outside.

Auntie Zhang got a scare and rushed out. She saw Changqing clinching to Song Chuyi’s shirt with all her might in the dining room, tears flowing out from the pain. “Auntie Zhang, pull him away from me quickly. I’m about to die from the pain.”

“I’m helping her apply some medicine,” Song Chuyi explained lightly.

Auntie Zhang gave an understanding smile. “Changqing, it will be alright after some pain. Bear with it.”

“Auntie Zhang, AHHHHHHH, Song Chuchu, your medical skills are worse than Zhu Chao’s. It wasn’t this painful when Zhu Chao rubbed it…”

Song Chuyi really wanted to get something to stuff into her mouth. “Do you know what kind of people annoy doctors the most?”

“What kind?” Changqing asked while softly gasping for air.

“People like you.” Song Chuyi’s lips curled up coldly. “I even sewed up a patient who hadn’t been anaesthetized and the patient didn’t even scream as loud as you.”

“Then the patient must be a man.” Changqing snorted tenderly. “If us women all lived like men, then what would we need you men for? The purpose of women like me is to juxtapose the capabilities of you, men.”

Song Chuyi suddenly squinted his eyes and laughed lowly. “What capabilities? Capabilities in bed?”

Changqing was most afraid of him saying things like that and her face flushed red. When he was done applying the medicated oil, she walked upstairs in pretence with a face full of righteousness and disdain. “I’m not talking to you, smelly gangster. It’s beneath my standards.”

“I have yet to resent you for lowering my intelligence,” Song Chuyi scoffed.

Changqing went upstairs, picked her clothes meticulously and did her makeup. She was absent-minded when doing her makeup and was unable to draw her eyeliner properly after several attempts.

When Song Chuyi came out from the shower and saw that she was still doing her eyes, he couldn’t help but frown. “You’re headed to the production set today. Do you need me to arrange a few bodyguards for you?”

Changqing was astounded. Although Yan Lei said he would help her find a bodyguard yesterday, it wasn’t something that could be done immediately.

“Shaobin has many men under him; any would do,” Song Chuyi said lightly as he lay in bed while propping his head up with a pillow.

Changqing was frustrated. “Would people say I have a strong background and am self-important?”

“Don’t you have a strong background?” Song Chuyi asked.

Changqing: “…”

Do I have a strong background? Could my strong background be this man in bed?

She stared at him with her eyes wide and round. Actually, she was still a little afraid to go to the production set, not that there would be many reporters taking photos of her outside the set, but she was scared people on the production team would mock her.

Just as she was letting her thoughts run wild, a call from Wen Tong came, saying she was outside.

“I’m off.” Changqing placed her eyeliner down. “Are you sleeping here tonight?”

“Mm…” Song Chuyi flipped over. “I’ll get Shaobin’s men to protect you in the dark. They’ll appear when you’re in danger.”

“Oh…” Changqing’s heart raced.

She complained in her heart that this person always used the carrot and stick approach, how annoying.

Outside the villa, Changqing wiggled into Wen Tong’s car and the smell of the medicated oil wafted in. Wen Tong smiled apologetically and asked carefully, “Changqing, did your husband say anything about me?”

Changqing patted her shoulder loyally. “Don’t worry. In this entertainment industry, as long as I’m around, you’ll be around.”

“So your husband really wanted to swap me out.” Wen Tong’s face crumbled.

“He doesn’t have a say.” Changqing raised her chest and said with thick skin, “You’re mine. Which manager hasn’t made any mistakes? Last time, Ruan Yang’s manager almost tarnished her reputation but they still call her a gold medal manager. You’re way better compared to her.”

“Changqing, don’t worry, I will definitely be more careful in the future. Actually, as a manager, I should always put your safety first.” Wen Tong was still extremely reproachful. “I was too anxious yesterday.”

“You can’t be blamed. Your plan was good, but… who knew that the arrival of an ambulance would lead to the situation getting out of hand.” Changqing sighed. “It’s okay. Anyway, I successfully took over the headlines and even made this drama we’re shooting become a hot search. The director will definitely be grateful to me.”

“I’m just afraid of people like Chi Yining…” Wen Tong grimaced, showing a few teeth forcefully.

On the production set, the moment Changqing walked in, she immediately felt an eerie sense of silence.

Those busy with the lights, moving chairs, and adjusting the fans all turned to look towards her.

Changqing felt awkward. Luckily, Director Su came up passionately. “Changqing, why are you here already? I told Wen Tong to tell you to rest for two more days.”

“Director Su, I’m alright. It was just a minor injury. Guan Ying is also on leave. If I take leave too, it would impede the progress of the production team, Changqing said with a smile.

Director Su nodded continuously after hearing that. “Changqing, this incident has really changed my impression of you. I’ve worked with too many actors and you’re the only one with no arrogance. Some actors would take a few days off after a slight knock. I’ve decided that I want you in my next film.”

Changqing said merrily, “Director Su, you said it yourself—don’t forget about it when the time comes. It’s getting late. I’ll go touch up.”

“Run along.” Director Su smiled until his eyes became two crescent moons.

Chi Yining was in the dressing room as well.

Changqing had just stepped in and Chi Yining’s eyes swept over as she said in a weird tone, “Sister Changqing, are you alright? Yesterday’s video really gave me a scare. Why did you go to the hospital for no rhyme or reason? To visit Guan Ying? You should’ve just given me a call—why was there a need to let yourself be stepped on by so many people? You look like you cried. Luckily, that doctor appeared. Otherwise…. aye, I heard there are always some people who get trampled to death every year.”

Although Changqing expected Chi Yining to make a dig at her, it still made her face and ears red with awkwardness. Wen Tong scoffed, “I couldn’t tell that Miss Chi was actually so concerned about our Changqing.”

“Of course. We’re from the same station after all, and now, we’re on the same production team,” Chi Yining looked sideways at Wen Tong. “Unlike you, Sister Wen, as an assistant… if my assistant was like this, I would’ve swapped her out many times. Sister Changqing, you’re so good-tempered.”

“You…” Wen Tong took deep breaths out of anger but Changqing quickly pulled her aside. “Forget it. There’s nothing to squabble about.”

Wen Tong endured it and Chi Yining smiled even brighter.

Not long after, He Yongsui also came in and enquired about her injuries with deep concern.

Changqing only wished for the day to end quickly. She felt extremely ashamed every time someone mentioned this embarrassing event.

At the office of Shang Wei Corporation.

Longxin brought in a document and could smell the alcohol in the air.

He glanced and saw an opened bottle of whiskey on the table which was two-thirds full. Fu Yu sat back facing the French window, a hand supporting his forehead on the armrest and the veins at his temples pulsing.

Longxin felt a little uncertain upon seeing that. Fu Yu had always placed the most importance in work and was very strict with himself. This was the first time he drank during working hours.

“CEO Fu, this document… requires your signature…” Longxin passed the document to him with uncertainty.

Fu Yu took it and glanced at it before throwing it to the floor hard, the loose A4 papers flying around in the office.

Longxin gulped and watched as Fu Yu stood up with a malevolent gaze, saying, “Investigate why Song Chuyi got married to Changqing. There must be a reason I was unaware of.”

He would never believe that Changqing would betray the relationship they had so easily and fall in love with someone else.

“Also, I want to know everything about Song Chuyi in two days. Otherwise, you can just go home,” Fu Yu said with fury.

“Yes, I’ll do it right away.” Upon hearing this news, he wouldn’t dare to get Fu Yu to sign the document, nor would he dare to count on Fu Yu to be amicable for the next little while.

Others might not know, but he knew Fu Yu best as someone constantly beside Fu Yu.

During this busy period for Shang Wei, Fu Yu would always try to work overtime as much as he could just so he could drop by the production set to visit Changqing. If this woman was married, would there still be good days for him?

At four in the afternoon, Song Chuyi was groggy from sleep and a friend from the States called to inform him that he sent him a patient’s special to his email.

Song Chuyi hung up after the call and went back to sleep until Auntie Zhang called him up for dinner.

At the big table were only two people. Auntie Zhang said long-windedly, “I’m thankful for you; otherwise, I would be eating alone again. CEO Yan often has to socialize outside and in reality, as a housekeeper, the only time I make meals is during breakfast.”

Song Chuyi was a man of few words and replied to her occasionally.

After dinner, he went upstairs and switched Changqing’s computer on. After the system was on, he had to enter the password.

He had no choice but to call Changqing.

Changqing just happened to be eating a packed dinner on the production set when she received Song Chuyi’s call. She quickly swallowed her rice. “What’s up?”

“What’s the password to your computer?” Song Chuyi asked.

Changqing’s entire body tensed up. “Why do you want it?”

“To check an email.”