I was a god in the 18th century

The landscape box fell silent, and as time went by, Xia Qingdai gradually let go of her Lilliputian world. Fortunately, she could still replenish her faith power from it, so she would not lose her title of "Human CT".

But recently Xia Qingdai has had a new worry. For some reason, her senior brother Du Zhongdu, who is known as one of the two heroes of the imaging department in the hospital, has often shown unusual concern for her since he returned to work after vacation.

She was a little confused about Du Zhong's words and actions.

If the other party had not received a lot of money from her in the previous few years, such as several huge "writing fees" for papers, drone modification fees, annual membership fees for the course-grabbing mini-program, etc., she would have had the illusion that the other party might like her.

Just like today, she had just finished her work, packed up and went home, and saw the tall and graceful Eucommia ulmoides next to her car.

"Would you mind giving me a ride?"

His smile was as gentle and warm as ever, like a breeze caressing one's heart. Facing this handsome face that looked like Owen, it was simply impossible to say no.

"Oh, okay... okay." Xia Qingdai opened the car door. "If you don't mind my poor driving skills, then it's fine."

"Not a problem." Du Zhong opened the door and sat in the passenger seat in a casual manner.

After Xia Qingdai fastened her seat belt, she asked him, "Brother Du, where are you going? I'll take you there first."

Du Zhong smiled: "The royal scenery of the mountains and rivers."

"Hey?" Xia Qingdai tilted her head slightly, "My neighborhood?"

"Yes, I live there too." Du Zhong said with a faint smile.

Since I got the Owen family's property, it has become very easy to buy a house in Jiangcheng. I need a place to live, so of course the closer to Xia Qingdai, the better.

Xia Qingdai was immediately suspicious when she heard Du Zhong say that. She knew that the hospital had allocated a dormitory to Du Zhong, which was in the community across the street from the hospital, which was very convenient for him to work overtime at night.

But now Du Zhong said that he moved to the same residential complex as her, which is not close at all, and it takes more than 20 minutes to drive there.

Neither of them spoke during the entire journey. Xia Qingdai was driving a new car and didn't dare to be distracted, while Du Zhong was used to enjoying silence.

Sometimes there is no need for verbal communication. Just being in the same space and feeling each other's breath can make you feel happy.

Before getting off the bus, Du Zhong invited Xia Qingdai to move to the warm house, and the time was set for this Sunday.

Xia Qingdai would not refuse an invitation from someone like Du Zhong. Not to mention that he was her schoolmate and friend, she had to respect him just for his medical attainments.

The level of surgeons is very clear, good at what and mediocre at what, unlike Chinese medicine practitioners who are vague.

At the weekend, Xia Qingdai rummaged through her closet looking for clothes to wear. She even made the bed full but still hadn't made up her mind.

Xia Shanglu happened to see this scene when he was standing at the door preparing to talk to her.

"Wow, what is this? A clothing store?"

"What? Since we're guests, of course we have to dress appropriately." Xia Qingdai argued.

"Heh." Xia Shanglu crossed his chest and chuckled, "Do you think I believe you?"

"Humph!" Xia Qingdai turned her head away, "Believe it or not."

Then he complained to his brother: "Hey, brother, why are you still wearing these shiny police pants when you go out to visit others? Can't you wear more handsome casual clothes?"

"Aren't police uniforms cool enough? Let me tell you, anyone from an eighty-year-old to an eight-year-old would be unable to walk when they see them." Xia Shanglu raised his eyebrows, and then said, "But I can't go to Nuanwu today. I just received a call and have to go out to work overtime. Can you ask Doctor Du for me?"

"Ah, you're going to work overtime again?"

"Yeah. You should go home early, okay?" "Tsk~" Xia Qingdai muttered softly, "You're not even going, and you still care about me."

Xia Shanglu pushed the door open and left. Xia Qingdai looked at the clothes on the bed and sighed, "Ah! If I had known that I would never be able to enter Fucui Villa again, I shouldn't have put so many exquisite clothes in there. How much money did I lose!"

Even if we calculate at the lowest price of two thousand per piece, the price would exceed seven figures.

Finally, Xia Qingdai picked out a charming red dress. Since it was a warm house, the color must be bright and vibrant.

Well, you should wear light makeup when you are a guest.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingdai quickly changed her skirt, sat in front of the dressing table and started to work on her makeup.

It requires careful application of makeup while making people think that you are wearing no makeup at all, commonly known as bare-face makeup. This is the ultimate in makeup.

Xia Qingdai had learned this from her childhood friend Wang Yan, who is now a very famous celebrity makeup artist. It costs more to make up a celebrity on live broadcast than to open a skull by a top surgeon.

Although the skills Xia Qingdai learned were not better than her master's, to be exact, they were just barely adequate, but her skin and facial features were in excellent condition, and no matter how she worked on them, there would be no problems such as peeling, fading, or makeup spotting.

Xia Qingdai had just finished using the curling iron until Du Zhong called to urge her.

Xia Qingdai stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the cloakroom and admired her entire body. She felt that the red dress and big wavy hair were a little too charming.

She pondered for a moment, raised her hands, and casually braided her hair into a half-loose princess style, which immediately revealed some girlish cuteness from her charm.

"Well, that's all."

After dressing up carefully, Xia Qingdai deliberately did not wear strong-colored lipstick in order to appear that she was not dressing too carefully, but only applied moisturizing light-colored lip balm.

She heard that for straight men, whether a woman is wearing makeup or not only depends on the depth of her lipstick.

Then Xia Qingdai took the bag of gifts and took the elevator to the seventh floor - yes, Du Zhong's new home was on the seventh floor of the same building as hers, and even the orientation was the same as theirs, so they used the same elevator.

When the elevator door opens, a simple and well-designed entrance garden comes into view. The one-elevator-one-unit apartment has high privacy, and the elevator hall is considered the owner's private space.

Xia Qingdai didn't even have to ring the doorbell because the door was already open.

"Brother Du, are you home?"

Xia Qingdai stood at the door and asked with her little head that had been carefully dressed up for several hours.

"Yes, come in." As a refreshing male voice fell, the next second, Du Zhong appeared in front of the door in a dashing manner.

Du Zhong, wearing a simple grey home suit, obviously didn't make any changes to his appearance, but he gave people a bright feeling. He was more handsome than usual, like a banished immortal from the world.

If Xia Qingdai looked more carefully for a while, she might find that despite Eucommia's seemingly casual appearance, she had actually been carefully groomed from head to toe.

Du Zhong, a wild boy who grew up in the mountains, doesn't care about his appearance. But Owen, who was brought up as a gentleman, is best at eating, drinking and having fun. Dressing up is even easier for him. He will never allow himself to look inappropriate in any important occasions.

He squatted in front of Xia Qingdai very naturally and put a pair of brand new women's slippers under her feet: "You change into these shoes."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll do it myself, by myself."

Xia Qingdai quickly retracted her feet and snatched the slippers, looking a little flustered.

When Du Zhong squatted in front of her, she was at a loss. (End of this chapter)