So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Luckily, there was extra. Auntie Zhang brought out the medicine box. Song Chuyi chose two types and went upstairs. Changqing came out with her legs shaking, her face as pale as a sheet.

“Told you to eat fewer crabs.” Song Chuyi threw her the medicine.

Changqing took them pitifully. The effects of the medicine had yet to set in and she was still feeling terrible. She lay on the bed like a tortoise without moving while watching Song Chuyi change and wash up leisurely. She was extremely jealous. “Why are you not in pain?”

Song Chuyi looked at her sideways. “I didn’t eat as much as you did. Besides, my health is way better than yours.”

Changqing was devastated. She had to admit that her stomach was indeed weak ever since she was young, but she was still a glutton, so diarrhea was now nothing out of the ordinary.

After Song Chuyi was done and prepared to go downstairs, Changqing saw how concerned he was for her and turned around sulkily, saying, “I think it might not be the crabs that made me sick. It must’ve been you taking off my clothes last night, making me catch a cold. I told you I was very, very cold, but you had to lift open the blankets, so it must be your fault…”

She stared at him across the room and Song Chuyi raised his brows. “You broke out in a sweat yesterday. Are you sure you’re cold?”

Changqing nodded shamelessly. “Yes, I was cold.”

Song Chuyi lifted the corners of his lips mockingly. “Then according to you, there would be an endless number of couples with diarrhea every day at clinics and hospitals. You do have a way of pushing blame. I think your body is too weak, so why don’t we do this? In the future, I’ll wake you up at six to do morning exercises. What do you think?”

When he said morning exercises, he lowered his voice to make it sound ambiguous on purpose.

No matter how dumb Changqing was, she could tell the meaning behind those words and saw the overflowing, vile smile in his eyes, Changqing felt regretful. She regretted marrying him. Would she never be able to sleep in the future? “I don’t want to. If you want to do morning exercise, do them yourself.”

Changqing couldn’t outtalk him, so she turned around to ignore him.

Song Chuyi laughed and went downstairs first. Changqing snuggled with the blankets for a while and felt thirsty. She eventually climbed out, full of grievances and resentment and feeling increasing hatred for Song Chuchu. She was a patient, but he wasn’t the least concerned. Did he think he could get rid of her with just two pills?

She carried a glass of water downstairs in a bad mood. When she saw Song Chuyi, who was enjoying the crabs leisurely in the living room, her little face was contorted with anger.

She sat down opposite Song Chuyi with annoyance and the moment she reached for a crab, Song Chuyi hit the back of her hand with his chopsticks.

She withdrew her hand in pain, like when she got hit by her dad when she failed in school when younger, but now that she was grown up, why must she still get beaten by her husband?

“You already have diarrhea yet you still want to eat. Do you want to lie in the hospital?” Song Chuyi said with a straight face.

“You don’t know the world of a glutton,” Changqing said with her face crumpled.

“I know. I know very well. Every time I’m at outpatients, I always see various weird gluttons.” Song Chuyi curled his lips and took another crab. “Auntie Zhang said these crabs wouldn’t taste good if left for too long, so I’m also just afraid of wastage.”

Changqing silently threw him the word “shameless.”

“You really want it, right?” Song Chuyi’s brows shifted and he suddenly beckoned her over with his finger. “Sit over here. I’ll let you have a taste.”

Changqing was enticed, thinking that eating a little shouldn’t be any problem. Anyway, she took her medicine, so she went over excitedly.

Song Chuyi placed the crab down and wiped his fingers, suddenly sitting closer to her. He put his arms around her waist.

Changqing was confused. “Didn’t you say you would let me have a taste?”

“Yeah, let you have a taste.” His handsome face suddenly overflowed with a smile and he lowered his head.

Changqing’s eyes opened wide and after that, she really tasted the crab, but… but she tasted it from his lips and tongue.

Is this a mistake? Changqing finally understood that she was cheated and pushed him in annoyance.

Song Chuyi used more strength instead and pulled her to sit on his lap, confining her between him and the dining table with his arms.

The tip of his tongue moved around lightly. Changqing was still a novice after all and couldn’t withstand all this. In a short while, her heartbeat was a mess from the kissing.

He grabbed on to her hands and put them around his neck, kissing her even harder.

Changqing felt her calves go limp and weak, only feeling the taste of crab in her mouth becoming stronger with a tinge of sweetness.

Auntie Zhang happened to walk out from the kitchen with a bowl of freshly cooked porridge when she saw this scene and she quickly turned her flushed, old face around, silently going back into the kitchen.

She stayed in the kitchen for a while before she peeked out again.

The two were still kissing.

Aiya, a young couple passionately in love was bold and unrestrained.

If things went on like this, it wouldn’t take long for the Yan Family to have a little grandchild as an addition to the family.

After more than ten minutes, Auntie Zhang brought the porridge out once again. Changqing’s face was as red as a tomato, sitting next to Song Chuyi shyly. Under the table, she pinched Song Chuyi’s thigh with all her might.

It was all his fault. Judging from Auntie Zhang’s weird gaze at her, she could guess Auntie Zhang had seen it all. How embarrassing.

At that moment, Song Chuyi suddenly said in a particularly vile way by her ear, “Have you not brushed your teeth? When I kissed you just now, I could smell something…”

Changqing’s thin skin was really going to explode this time.

She glared hatefully at Song Chuyi and escaped into the bedroom.

“What’s going on?” Auntie Zhang was confused.

“She went upstairs to wash up,” Song Chuyi explained with a slight smile.

“This child…” Auntie Zhang shook her head with eyes full of pampering.

While Changqing was brushing her teeth upstairs, she cursed at Song Chuyi a hundred times in her heart.

Next time, if he didn’t beg her, she definitely wouldn’t let him kiss her.

Even resenting her for not brushing her teeth after kissing… to death with him.

Downstairs, Song Chuyi sneezed twice and looked upstairs. Needless to say, she was definitely scolding him behind his back.

During the journey when Changqing drove him to the hospital, she looked like she was determined to ignore him.

However, Song Chuyi was in quite a good mood. He shifted the passenger’s seat back a little, crossed his legs together, and said, “How strange. Guan Ying and you were actually good friends.”

“What’s wrong with us being good friends?” Changqing was curious about his words and couldn’t endure it. She had to ask.

“Your personalities are so different,” Song Chuyi said lightly with his arms folded.

“So what? You and Li Shaobin also have very different personalities—a doctor and someone who gets mixed up in the underworld.” Changqing pressed her lips together.

Song Chuyi lifted the corners of his lips, looking out the window. He didn’t say a single word thereafter.

When they reached the entrance of the hospital, Changqing hesitated about going in to visit Guan Ying’s mom. However, time was tight with the production team and there seemed to be insufficient time.

When Song Chuyi got out of the car, he reminded her, “If you run into Fu Yu next time, you better make a detour.”

Changqing felt he was quite unreasonable. Fu Yu was the investor of the television series; how could she make a detour? It was really easier said than done.

She didn’t reply to him.

After he took a step out, he said again, “Also, don’t watch too many of those films. Some people watch too much and they become incapable in that aspect. Regardless of whether it’s man or woman, it’s the same. It’ll affect one’s health.”

Changqing couldn’t endure it any longer, stomping her feet with a flushed face. “Why are you so annoying? Are you leaving or not? I still have to rush to get to my shoot.”

“Don’t go out socializing too much after work. Come back earlier—I still have many troublesome things for you to slowly do and while we’re at it, I can teach you two other tricks for pleasure.” Song Chuyi made Changqing’s face as red as a strawberry with his words before he slowly walked into the hospital.

“Jerk,” Changqing cursed his back before heading to the production set with a blushing face.

At the production set, Wen Tong brought a bottle of mineral water over while looking Changqing up and down with a smile. Seeing the ever more charming and attractive look in her eyes, Wen Tong laughed. “What a bright red face early in the morning. Looks like you were moistened up pretty well last night.”

“Stop spouting nonsense,” Changqing said it herself, but her hands still subconsciously covered her face.

Wen Tong laughed heartily. “You’ve given yourself away. Tell me, how were Dr. Song’s skills?”

“Why should I tell you that?” Changqing quickly walked towards the dressing room. She didn’t want to continue on this topic with her.

Wen Tong loved teasing her and seeing that shy look, she followed closely and said, “If I were to say, one look at Dr. Song’s physique tells me he’s very capable.”

“Say some more and I will really change assistants,” Changqing threatened with her teeth clenched.

“Alright, alright. I’ll stop, okay?” Wen Tong laughed and reminded her, “This afternoon, you’ll have to finish scene 52.”

Changqing was astounded. “Isn’t Guan Ying involved in scene 52? She’s here?”

“The Director said she’ll come over later in the morning.”

In the late morning at 11 am, Changqing finished shooting a scene with the second male lead. When she turned back, she saw Guan Ying, who arrived some time ago, sitting at the side of the set while reading her script.

Changqing felt a surge of mixed feelings rising within her heart as she walked over to greet Guan Ying. “Xiaoying, why are you here already? Is Auntie feeling better?”

“Much better.” Guan Ying pulled out a tired smile. “Oh, right. I think I saw your car in front of the hospital entrance this morning.”

Changqing’s body froze suddenly.

Could Guan Ying have seen her send Song Chuyi?

She opened her mouth nervously and stuttered, “Y… Yeah, I was dropping someone off.”

“Taking your sis?”

Changqing heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

Luckily, she hadn’t told Guan Ying that her sis had gone to Beijing to advance her studies.

“Changqing, Guan Ying, I’m glad both of you are here. Just a reminder—the program for the day after tomorrow will be filmed at the horse ranch.” Director Su knocked Changqing’s shoulder with the script and said, “The two of you who don’t know how to ride a horse, be there at eight.”

“No problem.” Changqing gave an OK hand sign.

Guan Ying suddenly laughed softly. “Changqing, someone’s here to visit you.”

Changqing turned back and saw Fu Yu walking onto the set clad in a full suit of black. His gaze was fixated on her through the crowd.

Changqing felt uncomfortable from head to toe and quickly lowered her head.

“What’s wrong?” Guan Ying could sense her odd behavior. “Aren’t you going over to greet him?”

“I have yet to memorize my lines for this scene,” Changqing looked at the script seriously.

Fu Yu didn’t come over and was only conversing with the producer over there.

After more than 10 minutes, the next scene began.

Moving into May, the weather had been swelteringly hot and standing under the sun made Changqing and Guan Ying break out in sweat in no time.

After the shoot, Fu Yu walked over towards Changqing with a bottle of water. Under everyone’s gazes, he opened the bottle cap and personally handed her the bottle.

Changqing accepted it awkwardly and Guan Ying said with a complicated smile, “Changqing, have a chat with CEO Fu. I’ll go have lunch.”

“Brother Fu Yu…” Changqing sighed. Looking at Fu Yu who still appeared as gentle as before, she didn’t know what to say at all.