So You’re Such A Doctor Song

However, only after boarding did Fu Yu remember that they were taking the bus to the set. Changqing sat right at the end while he was separated far away from her by Yan Molun, making it difficult to talk.

At the set, he wasn’t able to talk to her about some private things alone because Yan Molun was around, and sometimes, when he looked at her for too long, Yan Molun would appear in front of him to block his view.

This caused Fu Yu’s face to be as cold as ice on the plane back to Northern City.

Changqing, on the other side, gave Song Chuyi a call the moment she returned to her hotel room. She said with frustration, “Did you arrange for Yan Molun to keep me under surveillance on purpose?”

“You think I’m keeping you under surveillance?” Song Chuyi scoffed and said, “Sure. I’ll get him to come back and save on the fees I spent to hire him. However, I won’t be bothered with your life or death anymore then.”

“Aye, aye, aye… no, don’t.” Changqing became anxious the moment she heard that. She had been quite mighty on the production team lately with Yan Molun around.

Besides, the moment Yan Molun left, it would be hard to ascertain that no one would plot against her secretly.

Actually, to her, it was no big deal to have someone following her around. Sometimes, when she was tired from shopping, someone would be there to help her carry things. Besides, Yan Molun was someone you had to fawn on.

Thinking about the various benefits, Changqing felt it was still extremely good to have Yan Molun following her around. “I’ve thought about it for a while carefully. Actually, there’s no such thing as surveillance. I didn’t do anything bad anyway.”

Song Chuyi tugged at his lips. “I thought you disliked Molun for preventing you from having close contact with Fu Yu…”

Changqing felt her scalp going numb. She didn’t think that Yan Molun would report back so quickly and said urgently, “That’s nonsense. It was purely because he took care of me since I was young and in that kind of situation, I just gave him some face.”

“Really?” Song Chuyi showed an apparent smile.

“Forget it if you don’t believe me.” Changqing hung up angrily.

She regretted it immediately after hanging up. She had yet to have a nice chat with him.

As a couple, shouldn’t they talk about some sweet nothings in the depths of the night when all was quiet?

Why didn’t that happen to them at all?

Changqing stared hard at her phone, wishing he would call back. However, the phone never rang even while she fell asleep waiting for it.

“You’re still not sleeping? There’s another morning filming tomorrow.” Wen Tong came over to remind her with a yawn.

Changqing hung her head dejectedly.

“What’s wrong?” Wen Tong pushed her.

“Wen Tong, when you come to Hong Kong, does your boyfriend call you every day and say sweet nothings to you?” Changqing asked as she lifted her head.

“I’m so busy every day; where do I get the time to talk on the phone every day? It’s just a short message, a Wechat conversation, exchanging some pictures to make him happy and things like that.” Wen Tong looked at Changqing’s dejected face after saying that and lowered her tone unconsciously. “Is there a problem between you and Dr. Song again?”

Changqing shook her head. “I’m just a little jealous of you. I only swap around three to four text messages with Song Chuyi every day and don’t even talk about WeChat. We almost don’t say anything nice when we talk on the phone. I haven’t been in a relationship before, but I feel that this isn’t the way it should be when you’re in a relationship. Wen Tong, say, do you think he actually doesn’t like me at all?”

For the first time, when she really thought about this problem, Changqing suddenly felt her chest wringing in pain.

Although Song Chuyi would sometimes say a few sweet words, he had never said that he loved her, nor had he said he liked her.

Wen Tong was silent for a while after hearing that before she said said, “Every man is different when they’re in a relationship. Perhaps Dr. Song is more aloof and doesn’t like to say sweet nothings. Actually, sweet talk might only make one feel comfortable hearing them. Just like how when I came on this trip to Hong Kong, my boyfriend didn’t give me a single cent, only telling me to be careful, that he missed me and all that, but he never came to visit me. Don’t even mention how Dr. Song gave you five hundred thousand and even hired a bodyguard for you. There are some things you haven’t even thought about, but he’s already arranged everything for you. All you have to do is to pass each day happily. We all want to look for a rich, handsome man who’s willing to spend money on us and at the same time, who knows how to say all those romantic things. However, men like that are close to one. In comparison, I’d admire someone like Dr. Song more.”

Changqing suddenly seemed to understand something too after Wen Tong said all that.

“Perhaps Song Chuyi is too career-minded.” Wen Tong felt an inexplicable melancholy and sighed. “While my boyfriend is the complete opposite. Maybe when I get married to him in the future, I’ll still have to depend on my hard work to earn money. Changqing, don’t think too much. You’re already very blessed. Don’t forget that the two of you are in a business marriage. This is already very good. I’ve seen many business marriages that appeared very harmonious but the man would have a mistress behind his wife’s back while the woman had to put on a smile and pretend that she was living a very blessed life.”

Changqing was in a daze. Suddenly, she was speechless.

Yeah, she had almost forgotten that they had a business marriage.

Actually, whether he loved her or not or whether he liked her or not, wasn’t very important in their marriage.

Perhaps she’d been too blessed lately. The more Song Chuchu gave her, the more she wanted.

Sometimes being a little sillier and a little simpler would allow people to live life more easily.

At the hospital.

In the outpatient building, it was ten past twelve. Song Chuyi was done with his last patient and stood up. Dr. Xin from the same department came over and knocked on his door, saying with a smile, “I knew you were here again, working overtime to see patients.”

“No choice. I saw that old woman waiting for several hours. Giving her a checkup wouldn’t take much of my time anyway and it’d save her from coming back to queue in the afternoon again.” Song Chuyi took off his mask and said, “You know it too—in an era of information, many seniors don’t know how to use their phones to get a queue number and they’re always last in line.”

“That’s true too. You… you’re simply cold on the outside and warm on the inside.” Dr. Xin said with a smile, “Let’s go. Let’s have lunch together.”

“Mm.”

The two walked downstairs and when they walked past the second-floor elevator lobby, there was a commotion.

Song Chuyi took the escalator down and happened to see Guan Ying with a pale face, surrounded by several reporters. Some reporters even got physical. She wanted to leave but they pulled her back.

Dr. Xin frowned. “The reporters nowadays are too much, acting unscrupulous just for an interview without even considering if she’s recovered.”

After he finished, he paused and looked at Song Chuyi, who was beside him. “Are you going over to help?”

Song Chuyi’s hand that was on the handrail of the escalator tapped softly before he said, “You go ahead to the canteen to order food. I’ll head over a little later.”

Dr. Xin patted his shoulder and left after getting off the escalator.

Song Chuyi went over and pulled away a reporter who was close to him.

“Who are you and what do you want?” The reporters started to cause a disturbance. Guan Ying, who was surrounded in the center, suddenly let out a frail shriek and fell to the ground.

“Are you okay?” Song Chuyi asked as he bent down.

“I think I twisted my ankle.” Guan Ying looked at him with tears welling in her eyes.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and held onto her calf, taking a look. Then he pressed on her ankle. Indeed, that area swelled up quickly.

“Can you still stand?” He asked.

Guan Ying tried to stand with difficulty but fell back down and even held on to her chest which was hurting faintly.

“Stop shooting.” Song Chuyi pushed the reporters away and carried her, standing up to walk downstairs. “Where’s your car?”

“I didn’t drive; I took the cab over myself,” Guan Ying said feebly and bitterly. “Previously, the company did send me in a car, but now, no one cares about me anymore. I can’t drive in this state too.”

Song Chuyi could only carry her to his car. He had a spray for de-swelling and pain relief in his car at all times. He held on to her leg and sprayed some on it then started massaging it.

The strong smell of the medicinal spray diffused through the car.

Guan Ying was in so much pain she had tears in her eyes. Song Chuyi let go of her leg and even passed her a piece of tissue while saying, “Next time, don’t twist your own ankle again.”

Guan Ying’s fair and beautiful face froze. She grabbed on to the tissue and gradually returned to her senses, forcing out a line as the corner of her mouth twitched: “Chuyi, what are you saying?”

“I saw it with my own eyes just now. You’re really quite ruthless to yourself.” Song Chuyi got out from the backseat and made his way to the driver’s seat.

This process was sufficient for Guan Ying to calm her thumping heart. She bit her lip and tears seeped out. “That’s right—I did it on purpose. But I did it all because I just wanted to see you, and I wanted you to take me home.”

“Don’t you know that I’m already married to Changqing?” Song Chuyi asked with a deep tone. “Didn’t you already make a fuss at the Yan’s before?”

Guan Ying’s heart stopped for a while. He really knew it all. She knew it. Changqing must’ve complained to him while crying. “I know. I also know that it’s a business marriage. Changqing also told me that she didn’t like you at all. She just wanted to save her father’s company and had no choice but to marry you. Chuyi, I know you hate me—you hate me for betraying you then. But so much has happened lately and it’s only now that I realize how nice you were to me. I admit that I’m too much with my current means, but I can’t control my feelings towards you…”

“Really?” Song Chuyi’s handsome face became malicious and abnormal. Even his tone started to become cold. “But haven’t you said I was incapable? Wasn’t that what you said about me in front of your friends?”

Guan Ying’s expression froze. Could it be that Changqing even told him that?

Yan Changqing, you really are too despicable.

She clenched her teeth and denied it flatly. “I didn’t…”

“Guan Ying, did I trust you too much in the past?” Song Chuyi’s gaze carried a hint of coldness. “Wasn’t I good enough to you when we were together? You betrayed me and I didn’t even settle scores with you. I pitied you because of your family background. Seeing that you and your mother had no one to rely on in Northern City, I helped you kindly, but you said I was incapable to your friends behind my back. Why? Did you want to make a legitimate excuse for your betrayal in front of your friends? Or was it because I respected you too much that you thought of me that way? In actual fact, deep inside, you can’t wait for a man to pounce on you, right?”

Guan Ying opened her trembling lips. She felt as though someone had given her a tight slap.

So it hurts this much when the person you like humiliates you.

Her tears rolled down once again. “I really didn’t say it…”

Song Chuchu scoffed. “Enough. You know very clearly in your heart whether you did or not. I can’t imagine that all my life I, Song Chuyi, have seen through so many people but I was actually wrong about you. Perhaps you were too experienced in your tricks. Guan Ying, not going to bed with you doesn’t mean I’m incapable. It was because I thought you were pure and innocent.”