So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Changqing saw that he was so busy so she didn’t want to bother him. She brought the plate of cherries and kiwis to the living room to snack on while she watched television programs.

It was only when it was almost 8:30 pm that Song Chuyi brought the dishes out. There were two side dishes and soup.

Changqing looked and let out a burp.

Song Chuyi’s face sank. “Who told you to snack so much? You knew I was making dinner for you.”

Changqing felt guilty. Although she was quite full right now, it was his kind intention to specifically make dinner for her, so she had to at least try it. “I didn’t; I can still eat.”

“If you can still eat, finish this bowl of rice.” Song Chuyi scooped a full bowl of rice for her.

Changqing’s head hurt when she saw it. “There’s no need to eat so much for dinner, right?”

Song Chuyi saw how forced she looked and sighed as he scooped some into his bowl.

Changqing picked a piece of garlic spare ribs and put it into her mouth.

“How’s the taste?” he asked.

“Er…” Changqing was embarrassed. “There’s still a lot of room for improvement.”

Song Chuyi scoffed. How subtly put.

“But it’s still very impressive.” Her husband wasn’t happy, so Changqing had to coax him quickly. “At least you’re better than me—I don’t even know how to make it. Look at you; at least it still looks the part.”

Song Chuyi continued eating expressionlessly.

From this angle, his face was pretty similar to Song Chulang’s cold face. Changqing watched him for a while and went over to give him a peck. “Chuchu, you’re already very impressive.”

Song Chuyi glanced at her and the expression on his elegant face improved.

Sometimes, it was quite good when your woman had a sweet mouth.

“Let’s eat,” he finally said gently.

Changqing replied with “Mm”. Although it wasn’t as delicious as Auntie Zhang’s cooking, it still represented her husband’s kind intentions, so she had to eat more. Otherwise, her husband’s confidence would be dealt a huge blow and it would be terrible if he made her cook in the future.

In the end, the dishes weren’t finished. Song Chuyi threw them away and washed the dishes.

Changqing couldn’t bear to watch and went over. “Let me help you.”

Song Chuyi looked at her clean and fair fingers on which she was even wearing a pink diamond and he said lightly, “Forget it, I’ll wash up.”

“Chuchu, you’re so good. I knew you wouldn’t let me wash the dishes.” Changqing gave him a peck on his cheek and ran off.

Song Chuyi: “…”

She was quite smart at things like this.

After he finished packing up in the kitchen, Changqing was already bathing in the bathroom in the master bedroom. It happened that Song Chuyi felt that he reeked of oil, smoke, and disinfectant, so he took a shower in the bathroom outside.

Men often bathed faster than women, so the two of them finished bathing almost at the same time.

Changqing wasn’t wearing his shirt anymore; she had changed into her own cotton pajamas.

Song Chuyi looked at her legs and pulled her into his embrace while kissing her. “You looked better earlier when you were wearing my shirt.”

Changqing stared at him. Did he think she didn’t know that he just wanted to look at her legs? Hmph.

“I kind of miss Robben and Lolita,” she suddenly said.

“Mm, but I don’t think Robben has the time to miss you. He might even be passionately intertwined with Lolita, just like you and me.” Song Chuyi raised his brows. His face was calm but the words that came out from him didn’t match his aloof face.

“Robben isn’t like you,” Changqing said as she fed herself a cherry lazily.

“How are we different?”

“Robben is much more handsome than you.” Changqing rolled her eyes.

Song Chuyi scoffed. She actually compared a dog’s looks to his. “Then why don’t you marry Robben?”

“Sure,” Changqing said. “Isn’t there a soccer player called Robben? I heard that soccer players in Europe are all billionaires. It wouldn’t be bad to marry him either.”

“I’m sorry but he’s already married with two sons and a daughter. Do you want to be their stepmother?” Song Chuyi questioned her calmly.

“Annoying.” Changqing was unable to outtalk him, so she chose to ignore him and changed the television channel.

It was Saturday, so she was mainly watching Challenge to the End, which she hosted. That episode was recorded last week and the male guest on that episode wasn’t Fang Qingqian but another young idol. Changqing had quite a few interactions with the young idol and she was also smiling like a flower.

Song Chuyi was unhappy watching it. “So you smile that sweetly to every man.”

“It’s all for the program, all for the program,” Changqing consoled him.

Changqing pushed him several times, but in the end, she didn’t manage to push him away and was pinned on the couch by him when the meal finally started.

“Wait, the curtains…” Changqing raised her little head with all her might and discovered that the curtains on the balcony were already pulled together.

She realized what must’ve happened and secretly cursed Song Chuchu, that old gangster.

He was still watching television programs with her like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. So he had already made secret preparations.

In the end, Changqing, this delicacy, was eaten up cleanly on the couch.

Afterward, Song Chuyi carried her weak body back into the bathroom. While he took his time, they washed for 40 to 50 minutes before returning to the bed.

Changqing’s limbs were sucked out of energy. Her face was flushed red and she could only allow him to do whatever he wanted.

In her hazy consciousness, she could only remember the faint sound of the downpour and thunder.

The next day, when Song Chuyi woke up, Changqing was still soundly asleep probably because she was too tired.

He cuddled her quietly and lay there for a while. He actually didn’t really feel like going to work.

Song Chuyi, who always viewed work as the utmost priority, actually wanted to sleep in with her for a while more today.

He propped himself up on his arm, looked at the blushing small face lying on his chest and couldn’t help but give her little face a kiss.

If he didn’t go to work, where would he get money to support his family? Especially when he had such a delicate woman.

He got up quietly and made her breakfast before leaving for work.

When Changqing woke up, the curtains outside were pulled together tightly. The high-quality curtains allowed little light in.

She sat up and when she recalled everything that happened the previous night, she still felt a little embarrassed. However, perhaps it was because Song Chuyi cleaned up a little in the morning, but the room didn’t look as messy as she had imagined.

Her stomach was growling with hunger and just as she came out after washing up, she saw an egg on the dining table. Beside the egg was a thermos flask. She hesitated for a while and opened the thermos flask. The porridge inside was piping hot and her favorite minced meat was inside.

After eating her fill, she wasn’t as angry at the Beastly Song anymore. She looked at the time—it was half-past 10.

She remembered an event at a certain mall she had to attend in the afternoon, so Changqing quickly called Wen Tong. “Help me bring the gown over to Lakeview Residence.”

“I knew it. Song Chuyi called me in the morning.” Wen Tong hesitated for a while before saying, “Changqing, I heard something from the station just now. I heard from the reporters from the news channel that the Food and Drug Administration is doing some checks on certain drug production companies in Northern City and have found several unqualified batches of drugs from your Yan Corporation. The Inspection and Supervision Department will undergo certain investigations against the Yan Corporation.”

Changqing was shocked. “How’s this possible? My dad has always been very strict with his drug production.”

“I’m not sure about that either,” Wen Tong said helplessly. “I’m just relaying the news.”

Changqing suddenly recalled the incident when she ran into Reporter Tian a few days ago. He seemed to have mentioned something about unqualified drugs. She didn’t bother to go on with Wen Tong and quickly looked for Reporter Tian’s phone number and dialed over. “Reporter Tian, I wanted to find out something from you. Didn’t you mention that you were going to do an interview at the Food and Drug Administration? You mentioned some unqualified drugs that the Food and Drug Administration checked…”

“Host Yan, I know what you want to ask about.” Reporter Tian interrupted her. “I’ve done several shadowing sessions and interviews. The Food and Drug Administration is very tight-lipped on their side and only found out yesterday that the Yan Corporation was on the list. Now, the Food and Drug Administration is already tracing the specific channels where the batches of drugs were sold. There are several media reporting on this incident. You should know that the country has been very strict on checking unqualified drugs in recent years.”

“I understand that clearly, but our Yan Family is an old business. Although it’s not that big, it’s reputed to be within the top two in the industry. Is there a problem somewhere?” Changqing tried to probe.

“About that… you shouldn’t ask me. Ask your dad,” Reporter Tian said with difficulty.

Changqing knew she wouldn’t get anything out of him and gave up.

After a while, she gave Yan Lei a call. He was in the midst of a call. In no time at all, Wen Tong came up and rushed her to get changed. “Attend the event in the afternoon first before we talk about that. Think about it—your family has marriage ties with the Song Family. Won’t everything be resolved when the Song Family comes out to deal with it?”

“But I still find it strange,” Changqing said. “This matter has already spread to the station, which means many people know about it already. Reporter Tian even said there are several reporters following up on this incident. Besides, I seem to have heard my dad mentioning that our family has always had business relations with the Song Family. The Song Family’s hospital and pharmacy’s medicines were all provided by our family’s pharmaceutical factory…”

“In any case, you should get changed first. Don’t forget that there’s still Song Chuyi. Would he leave you to die?” Wen Tong put the gown over her head and if Changqing didn’t take off her clothes, Wen Tong wouldn’t have known, but once Wen Tong got a look, she was shocked. “My God; how intense was it between the two of you last night?”

Only then did Changqing realize her clothes were taken off. She stared at Wen Tong as her face blushed and she quickly turned her around. “I’ll get dressed myself.”

After 20 minutes, Changqing had changed into a body-fitting blue gown and was sitting in Wen Tong’s car as she called Yan Lei. This time, the call went through. “Dad, what’s going on at our company? Why were unqualified drugs found? Why didn’t you tell me about something so major?”

“I’m still investigating this matter,” Yan Lei said softly. “I think someone from the inside did something. Don’t worry, Dad will think of a way out.”

“Is it really alright? Why don’t… we discuss this with the Song Family?” Changqing said hesitantly.

“Don’t bother yourself with this matter. Just do your job at the broadcasting station well. Dad has to get busy. I’ll talk to you again in a bit.” Yan Lei hung the call up quickly.

“Your dad has been in this industry for decades; he should have a plan,” Wen Tong said. “So many pharmaceutical companies have been found to have problems with their cough syrups or flu medicine every year. Aren’t some of the companies still operating fine after the incidents blow over?”