So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Chapter 137: From Today Onwards, You Are My God

“There’s no need to go see them.” Song Chuyi crossed his legs and raised his chin slightly, looking high and mighty. “Tell that manager of Zhao Zhu’s that the evidence for this matter is right out there. We won’t give in.”

“But about the production team…”

“Weren’t they discussing cutting your scenes for your second female lead role? Let them be,” Song Chuyi said gracefully and deeply, “You are the victims. No matter who, they should be the ones who take the initiative to come and apologize.”

“Then should we accept interviews from reporters?” Wen Tong took a careful glance at Song Chuyi. The more Changqing admired him, the more she was afraid of him.

“You and Changqing don’t have to bother yourselves with this matter anymore. Don’t pick up any calls and take these next few days off.” Song Chuyi put an arm around Changqing.

Changqing lay on his chest with a face full of bewilderment. She was actually still a little worried but recalling Song Chuchu’s conduct when they were in Boss Feng’s office, she inexplicably felt unworried.

Forget it, I should just concentrate on letting my face recover. Anyway, Song Chuchu’s so formidable; there’s nothing for me to worry about.

Back at the Yan Family, they came back in time for lunch.

After lunch, Dr. Ye came over to give Changqing a saline drip. When the needle went in, Changqing pressed her lips together in pain as she grumbled to Song Chuyi, “When can I stop the needles? Look, the back of my hand is almost running out of space for needles.”

“It’s only until today.” Song Chuyi stroked her head.

Changqing took the chance to bury herself in his embrace coquettishly.

Dr. Ye felt a little envious seeing that and thought of his wife, who was just like a masculine woman and would never get anything close to being coquettish. Actually, it was quite nice to have a wife who would sometimes act coquettishly towards you.

“Chuyi, this is the new prescription. Stop the old one and take this a few times a day according to what’s written on here,” Dr. Ye said with a smile. “You don’t have to see me off.”

“Mm, drive carefully.” Song Chuyi nodded at him.

In the living room, it was quiet. Auntie Zhang had gone to the backyard to weed and water the plants.

Chuchu suddenly turned away in his embrace with embarrassment, looking at her hand. She said softly, “Song Chuchu, thank you for today.”

Although she was stupid, she knew how much Song Chuyi had helped her today. She would never have to be frightened and fearful at the station from now on.

She had her husband, so in the future, no one would bully her as they wished.

“How are you going to thank me?” Song Chuyi lowered his head with a smile. The corners of his lips brushed past her forehead.

Changqing pressed her lips together restlessly and thought he was going to mention horse-riding again and quickly said, “I’m fine with anything as long as it’s not horse-riding.”

“I didn’t say anything. Why are you so hung up on horse-riding?” Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows, fiddling around with her other hand without the needles.

“Who’s hung up on it? You’re the one who keeps thinking about it.” Changqing covered her face in embarrassment. Her face was very, very hot.

“I’m not thinking about it now, I want to nap for a while—I didn’t sleep the whole night.” Song Chuyi found a comfortable position on the couch and lay down. Thankfully, the couch was long and wide enough for two people to lie on. “You’d better not fall asleep. Call me when you have to change your medicine.”

Changqing also knew he was really exhausted and they already had a round of exercise in the morning before rushing off to the broadcasting station. If she was in his shoes, she would’ve already dropped from the fatigue.

She didn’t bother him anymore, only leaning on his back in a different position. She originally only wanted to close her eyes for a while but ended up sleeping in no time.

After 20 minutes, Auntie Zhang came back in from outside and saw the two sleeping together on the couch. She smiled a little and didn’t disturb them either, only changing the medicine silently when she saw that it had finished. She only woke Song Chuyi up when the drip was finishing and the needle had to be pulled out.

Changqing was woken up by the needle. When it was three in the afternoon, she no longer felt like sleeping, so she climbed up to watch television programs.

Song Chuyi went back up to sleep and only woke up in the evening.

At four in the afternoon, when Changqing was feeling bored all alone, she heard the guard say that Ruan Yang was there.

She happened to be bored and quickly ran to the door to welcome her.

“You’re at home all alone?” Ruan Yang came out from her sports car and found it funny, seeing Changqing all bored.

“Song Chuchu is sleeping.” Chuchu clung on to her arm and grumbled, “Why are you here today?”

“I saw the entertainment news and came by to take a look at you and listen to some gossip,” Ruan Yang said with a smile. “Someone on the internet revealed Zhao Zhu’s background. You’d better be careful on your own. I keep having the feeling that Zhao Zhu won’t let this go so easily.”

“I’m not worried—I have Song Chuchu to protect me anyway.” Changqing boasted softly, “Ruan Yang, you have no idea how formidable Song Chuchu is. He went to the broadcasting station with me today and scared Boss Feng so much that he slapped himself.”

“That is formidable.” Ruan Yang laughed complicatedly. He even found out about her and Xin Ziao. “Look at yourself—you’ve already become his little fan.”

Changqing felt embarrassed by her words. “However, I really admire him right now.” She looked around secretly and went up to Ruan Yang’s ear to say softly, “Also, I think I like him more and more.

“That’s normal.” Ruan Yang looked at Changqing’s flushed little face and could understand what she was feeling. All women would want to feel protected by a strong man. “I feel at ease, seeing that you’re alright. I plan to go to Singapore to play tomorrow and do some shopping at the same time. It will be about time for me to start work when I come back.”

“You’re going to Singapore again?” Changqing was dying with envy. “I want to go too.”

“You can, you’re resting these days anyway.” Ruan Yang glanced at her. “It’s just whether you can bear to part with… Song Chuyi.”

“What’s there to not bear parting with?” Chuyi pressed her lips together in disdain. However, after saying that, the thought of not being able to see Song Chuyi for a few days made her feel inexplicably reluctant. However, she really hadn’t been out to play for a long time. “I’ll talk to him after this, but… I might not have enough money and I probably won’t be able to buy anything. Besides, I won’t be able to take pretty photos looking like this.”

“So are you going or not?” Ruan Yang asked her straightforwardly.

“… Going. I want to go.” Changqing nodded profusely and said with a little embarrassment, “I really have no money. I’ll borrow some from you first then I’ll return it to you slowly afterwards.”

“Tell me—you already have a husband, so why are you still living like a pauper?” Ruan Yang didn’t even want to despise her anymore. “Song Chuyi is very rich, right? Tens of millions of surgery fees a year is the minimum, right?”

“I don’t know.” Changqing shook her head. “Talking about money can harm relationships. I’m not such a superficial person.”

“You can’t tell that you’re so noble and lofty.”

Ruan Yang chatted with her for a while before leaving at 5:30 pm.

At six, Song Chuyi came downstairs with his hands in his pockets. Seeing the extra teacup on the table, he asked, “We have guests?”

“Ruan Yang came by just now.” Changqing ran to him eagerly. “She told me that she’s going to Singapore to play.”

“Oh.” Song Chuyi took a knife to cut an Australian mango. His hands were fair and long and on top of that, he had been holding surgical knives on a daily basis and was highly-skilled. With the fruit knife in his hand, he cut the mango skin out thinly in a simple and proficient way. Changqing immediately pounced up and took a bite when the yellowish-orange flesh of the fruit was revealed. “It’s so sweet.”

Song Chuyi’s face darkened. She got the first bite of the mango that he cut up cleanly.

He lowered his head and saw the mango juice at the corner of her mouth. He lowered his head and sucked her lips, saying in a low and hoarse voice, “It is sweet.”

Changqing’s face flushed from his deep gaze and took the chance to say, “I also want to go to Singapore to play.”

After she finished weakly, she observed his expression. Song Chuyi took a knife, cut a small piece elegantly and put it to his thin lips. After he finished chewing and swallowing, he looked disapprovingly at her. “You still want to go to Singapore in this state?”

“I haven’t travelled for half a year already.” Changqing pressed her lips together gloomily. “I’ll just go for two to three days and I’ll be back. Staying at home every day in this state is boring too. Unless you take a leave from work to accompany me.”

“I don’t have time; I have to work.” Song Chuyi placed the fruit knife and mango down, took a piece of tissue to wipe his hands and pulled her into his embrace. “I can let you go out to play, but you’re going for two to three days. Shouldn’t you make up the two to three days of welfare to me?”

“What welfare?” Changqing felt restless from his ambiguous gaze and moved her eyeballs around, pretending to be lost and unaware. “I don’t know.”

“Don’t know? I’ll teach you then.” Song Chuyi pinched her chin and kissed her soft lips that tasted like mango.

They went all the way until the sound of a car engine came from outside. Yan Lei was back.

She pushed him away nervously.

He didn’t let go but attacked even more ferociously. Changqing was in a total panic and her breathing became faster.

It wasn’t until the sound of footsteps came from the doorway that he let her go. Changqing came down with regret and sat obediently by his side. However, her face was flushed red.

Yan Lei looked at the two of them in bewilderment and laughed. “What were the two of you up to?”

“Nothing much. It was just that Changqing kept pestering me about wanting to go to Singapore tomorrow with Ruan Yang to play, ” Song Chuyi replied with a light smile.

“Singapore?” Yan Lei frowned. “What are you going to Singapore for this time? Your face hasn’t even recovered.”

“Dad, maybe when I go out to play, I’ll feel better and my face would recover.” Changqing went over to pester Yan Lei coquettishly, trying to curry his favour. “Let me go, let me go. I really want to travel.”

Yan Lei poked her head. “You don’t want to travel; you just want to spend money. Say, how long have you been working for and how much money have you saved? If you want to go out, sure. Just don’t ask me for money.”

“So be it.” Changqing snorted.

During dinner, Yan Lei didn’t mention a single word about the gossip in the entertainment news nor did Song Chuyi. He only went upstairs with Yan Lei for a little chat after dinner.

Changqing sat obediently beside Yan Lei, watching a film about the Japanese occupation. She was extremely bored and yawned several times. Yan Lei couldn’t stand the sight of her anymore. “Why are you watching this over here with me? Go and spend some time with Chuyi.”

“I think this show is pretty interesting,” Changqing braced herself to say. She really didn’t want to go upstairs right now. She was afraid that Song Chuchu would want his welfare, but it wasn’t that she was against it. She just felt very very shy thinking about it.

“When have you been interested in films like this?” Yan Lei rolled his eyes at her. After that, he said softly with a smile, “Go upstairs to coax your husband and ask him to give you more money to play tomorrow. Now that you’re married, you should act coquettishly to your husband.”

“Dad, you’re annoying.” Changqing didn’t expect her own father to say something like that. Anyway, she imagined things that she should not.