So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Chapter 188: I’m Only Away For Two Days

The two sisters hadn’t met for a long time and chatted idly until it was dinnertime and Lin Yiqin came over after work.

After dinner, Changqing gave Song Chuyi a call. “My dad wants to have a meal with Auntie Shen’s family tomorrow to settle things. Are you coming?”

“What you mean is I could come or I could not come?” Song Chuyi asked from the other side of the phone with his eyes half squinted.

“Don’t you think I’m just afraid that you won’t be able to make it back in time?” Changqing also replied to him indifferently. “Besides, this is our family’s business after all.”

“Yan Changqing…” Song Chuyi’s face darkened. “Am I not your husband?”

Changqing recalled the conversation she had with Changxin and was in a bad mood. “Why are you so annoying? Can’t you just say whether you’re coming or not?”

“What did you say?” Song Chuyi was furious. “I’m only away for two days, yet you dare to raise the roof. Do you believe that I would come back right now to take care of you?”

Changqing was indeed a little frightened by his fierce tone and quickly took in a breath, saying, “I still have something to do, so I’ll hang up first.”

“Hello, hello, hello…” as he was speaking, the only sound coming from the other side was the beeping sound.

His face was gloomy with anger.

Incredible. It would only be two days, yet she had started to rebel against him and even dared to hang up the phone with a few words.

He hadn’t even lectured her yet for bragging all over the place, saying she had some special skills.

Let’s see how he would take care of her when he got back.

“Old Song, do you have to? Just a mere phone call from Yan Changqing is enough to make you so angry.” Li Shaobin, who was playing his game at the side, seemed to be enjoying the show. “Come quick, play with me.”

“Not interested.” Song Chuyi lay down coldly.

Li Shaobin rolled his eyes and played another two games. Yan Molun walked in from outside.

“Where did you come from just now?” Song Chuyi sat up. He asked with a frown, “Where’s Changqing?”

“At home. I came back after reckoning that she wouldn’t go out,” Yan Molun said lightly.

Song Chuyi was so angry that he let out a few cold laughs. She dared to say that she had something to do when she was at home. That wouldn’t do. He had better go back earlier to teach her a lesson.

“Song Yunyang appeared at the Yan Family’s doorstep in the evening today, but I stopped her. She tossed this aside.” Yan Molun placed an old necklace on the table.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and his pupils became slightly still as he saw the necklace.

He picked up the necklace and put it in his palm, not saying a word for a long time.

“Oh, this…” Li Shaobin joined in and froze.

Yan Molun looked at him with a puzzled face.

“This looks like Yunyang’s 18th birthday gift from Chuyi. I can’t believe she’s been wearing it even after such a long time.” Li Shaobin sighed. “What did she mean by throwing this necklace away? Has she figured things out?”

“I hope she has,” Song Chuyi said in a low and hoarse tone helplessly.

Li Shaobin shrugged his shoulders and lamented, “What a doomed love.”

The next morning, when Changqing was getting ready to finish work, she received a call from Song Chuyi.

“I’m downstairs at your broadcasting station; come down quickly.”

Changqing was a little surprised but didn’t rush down. Instead, she took her time and spent more than 20 minutes to get to Song Chuyi’s car. However, when she saw him, she got a shock. “You… what did you do?”

His face and neck had three to four band-aids and the area around his cheekbone was a little bruised.

Song Chuyi had a cold face and didn’t speak. In the past, when he came to pick her up, she was always in a hurry. Now, she took her time and even when she had plainly seen him, she still moved slowly at the entrance. She must’ve been doing it on purpose.

“Don’t tell me you got into a car accident?” Changqing tried to sound him out carefully.

“Would I look like this if it was a car accident?” Song Chuyi really wanted to open her brain up and see if grass had grown inside. “I just… ran into a lunatic when I was on my business trip and got a few punches after that.”

“Did you go to a mental hospital for your business trip?” Changqing blinked.

“… Yeah,” he said expressionlessly.

“… You’re lying to me, right?” Changqing was suspicious. “As a neurology surgeon, why would you be at a mental hospital for a business trip? Were you beaten up at Bo Han Hospital and because your injuries were too serious, you were embarrassed to come out, so you said it was a business trip?”

Song Chuyi: “…”

The man’s face turned icy cold. He glared at her. “What nonsense are you talking about? Don’t you know that most problems of mentally ill patients come from the brain? As long as it concerns the brain, there’s a need for me to understand it thoroughly.”

“Oh…” Changqing’s body shrank from his glare. She pressed her lips together and felt wronged. “It was just a wrong guess; what are you so aggressive for?”

“I don’t even know what you’re thinking all day long. I’m injured, yet there isn’t even a word of concern from you. You even use your weird imagination. Why don’t you quit your job at the broadcasting station and write a novel?” Song Chuyi continued on with a cold voice.

Changqing felt that this time, Song Chuyi came back with a whole lot of anger, but it was true. Nobody would be in a good mood after being beaten up for no reason. Pitting herself against him didn’t seem very considerate.

“The only reason why I didn’t show you any concern was because I saw that you were sitting here fine with just a few cuts and bruises.” Changqing quickly put on an expression of grief and lament. “If you were to lose a limb, I would definitely be the first to fight it out with that person using a knife. Actually, without you around these past two days, I felt uneasy. It’s not safe outside right now and there are robberies or human trafficking cases from time to time and even people who’ve been knocked out to sell their organs. I was dead worried.”

Song Chuyi let out two laughs. How fake. “Since you’re so concerned about me, what did you mean when you hung up on me after just a few words? Was that your concern for me?”

“I…”

“Also, I’ve heard some news recently. ” Song Chuyi said, “I heard that you’ve been saying you have special skills of some sort and I was begging you to spend money. Is that true?”

Changqing was dumbfounded. She only bragged to Duoyao once. Could it be Duoyao who said it? It couldn’t be.

Hang on, they met Yan Molun and Li Shaobin at that time.

Gosh, could Duoyao have been spot on and the suite had a bug?

She shuddered. How terrifying.

“… Where did you hear all this nonsense from? That didn’t happen,” Changqing said innocently, opening her eyes wide.

“Oh, then what’s with the shot with Molun’s “down there”?” Song Chuyi nodded and curled his thin lips again, saying coldly, “That day, the barbeque shop…”

Changqing covered her face. She was going crazy.

Could it be that Li Shaobin and Yan Molun all knew it?

Duoyao probably wouldn’t be able to face anyone again.

“Chuchu…” She lifted her head, blinking her amorous eyes on her red, little face. “I was wrong. I had a little too much to eat that day and just bragged casually. Really, I only bragged in front of Duoyao. I’ve never bragged to anyone else before.”

“I didn’t even know you liked to brag so much.” Song Chuyi pressed his lips together as he tapped on the steering wheel.

Changqing lowered her head obediently.

Next time, she would never dare to brag again. Bragging killed.

“Next time, don’t keep thinking about other people’s arrows. You can only think about mine, understand?” Song Chuyi gave a stern warning.

Changqing was in a daze.

His arrow…

Her face reddened as she secretly glanced at Song Chuyi’s pants.

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it before; why are you looking at it secretly?” Song Chuyi caught her gaze and exposed her straight away.

“I wasn’t looking at it secretly.” Changqing’s ears turned red as well and she was a little frantic. “I wasn’t even looking.”

A smile surfaced in Song Chuyi’s dark pupils.

He had finally come to understand that this woman was simply inwardly passionate, yet she didn’t dare to admit it.

“I didn’t think about other people’s arrows either.” Changqing’s head almost reached her neck. She whimpered softly, “Duoyao said that. I didn’t think about it; it’s none of my business.”

“It’s best that you don’t. My arrow can already be considered one of the better ones among men. Otherwise, how could I make you suffer so much pain?” Song Chuyi said coldly, “A man’s size isn’t directly proportionate to his height.”

“… Oh.” Changqing was about to break down. Must they talk about that in front of the broadcasting station?

Although she was also curious, was it good to have her husband say it out loud? She’d rather search on the web.

“I’m telling you all this in case you search it up on the web behind my back again,” Song Chuyi said meaningfully.

Changqing felt bad from top to toe. Did he read her mind? That was too scary. “I think… it’s getting late, so we should head over soon.”

Song Chuyi’s deep eyes stopped at her face for a few seconds before starting the car engine and leaving the broadcasting station.

On the way, Changqing was playing on her phone and didn’t dare to speak a single word to him anymore.

In the designated hotel suite.

Shen Lu, Yan Lei, Lin Yiqin and Changxin had all arrived.

When they saw Song Chuyi’s injuries, they all asked about it, but Song Chuyi only said simply that he was accidentally beaten up by a mentally ill patient and changed the topic afterwards. “Is Fu Yu not coming?”

The suite quieted down.

Shen Lu was slightly awkward and also down.

Yan Lei patted her shoulder, saying, “Let’s wait for a while more. I believe Fu Yu will come.”

Yan Lei had spoken and no one touched the dishes that slowly all arrived.

After waiting for another half an hour, it was almost seven. Shen Lu sat up straight and said with a forceful smile, “I think we should just eat; the dishes are getting cold.”

Yan Lei frowned and after a long time, he said, “Let’s eat.”

Lin Yiqin stood up and poured the wine. He happened to be facing the door and when he saw the tall figure coming in from outside, he quickly had a smile on his face. “Dad, Fu Yu is here.”

Everyone looked over. Fu Yu was standing silently at the door. His cold eyes were enveloped with exhaustion and melancholy. It looked like he hadn’t rested for days and there was a deep sense of tiredness in his eyes.

“Yu-er…” Shen Lu stood up. Her eyes were red.

Fu Yu looked at her and didn’t say anything, only finding a seat next to her quietly and settled down.

“Glad that you could come.” Yan Lei nodded gladly. “Without your consent, even if your Mom and I got together, she would still worry about you and definitely wouldn’t be happy.”

“I just wish… that you treat her well in the future,” Fu Yu said, suppressing the pain that was about to crumble in his body.