Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Seeing Leng Keyan obediently climb down from the railing and her feet firmly planted on the concrete ground of the rooftop, Song Jingmo's heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down.

He rushed to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane, and then this happened.

Immediately, a surge of anger mixed with lingering fear welled up inside him.

He strode forward, his anger rising: "You brat, you really are..."

He raised his hand high, creating a gust of wind.

But at the last moment, it abruptly stopped in mid-air.

No.

can not fight.

It wasn't that I was afraid of hurting him, but rather that I was afraid he would turn around and run to Lu Er to exaggerate and complain about me.

Given Lu Er's protective nature, and considering that he's been quite exploited lately, she'll definitely cause trouble for him again.

Song Jingmo reluctantly lowered his hand.

Turning to Yin Siyao beside him, he said, "Give them a good talking-to, beat them hard. Anyway, the emergency room is downstairs, I guarantee they'll stitch it up nicely."

Leng Keyan: "!!!"

After finishing speaking, Song Jingmo turned around and waved to the medical staff and security guards who were still watching the commotion: "Disperse, everyone. Be mindful of the impact of tonight's events and don't spread them around."

Soon, only Yin Siyao and Leng Keyan remained on the empty and cold rooftop.

The night wind howled, chilling one to the bone.

The two stood a few steps apart, facing each other in silence.

Yin Siyao stared at Leng Keyan with a sullen face, as if trying to see just how much water was in his brain.

Leng Keyan felt a chill run down her spine, hunching her shoulders and tucking her hands into the pockets of her thin white coat.

Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer.

Shivering from the cold, she spoke softly, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading: "Teacher Yin, could we go back to the office to settle the accounts? It's too cold here..."

Yin Siyao twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold smile that was devoid of warmth and even carried a hint of mockery.

"Now you feel cold? Weren't you quite brave sitting on the railing, half your body leaning out to enjoy the breeze?"

"Weren't you going to keep someone company on the road to the underworld? You seemed so full of enthusiasm back then, not at all like someone who was afraid of the cold."

Leng Keyan was speechless, and whispered in defense, "But the situation was urgent... I was really afraid Wen Sisi would jump."

She looked up, her eyes filled with a hint of grievance, and said, "You told me to keep a close eye on her. If I watch her jump tonight, I'll have nightmares for the rest of my life."

These words sound somewhat childish, yet they reveal an almost stubborn sense of responsibility and kindness.

Yin Siyao's anger inexplicably subsided somewhat, but what followed was a deeper sense of helplessness and lingering fear.

"Leng Keyan," Yin Siyao's voice was low, "a doctor's duty is to treat the sick and save lives, but when danger occurs, the first priority is always to ensure one's own safety."

"This isn't selfishness. Only when you're safe can you save others and help them."

"You're putting yourself in the same dangerous situation tonight. What if the other person completely breaks down and pushes you?"

"Even if it was just an accidental touch, do you know how serious the consequences could be in such a dangerous location?"

As Yin Siyao spoke, she grew angrier and angrier, her voice rising involuntarily, filled with barely suppressed anger and fear.

When he saw Leng Keyan sitting on the railing, the immense panic of losing something forever was something he had never experienced in his thirty years.

"I didn't think that much about it, and I didn't really want to jump off the building. I just didn't know how to persuade people, so I just shouted along to vent my emotions."

Her voice trailed off, "If she really pushed me, I would hold on to the railing tightly. I haven't lived enough yet, I haven't..."

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Yin Siyao's cold profile and swallowed back the words "I haven't won you over yet."

Undeniably, this absurd method of persuasion inadvertently distracted Wen Sisi, buying the firefighters precious rescue time.

Seeing the person shivering from the cold yet still stubborn, Yin Siyao's anger, fear, and helplessness finally turned into a long sigh.

He took off his camel-colored overcoat and threw it at Leng Keyan's head: "Write a 10,000-word self-criticism. If you miss a single word, copy the 'Clinical Diagnosis and Treatment Guidelines' ten times."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Leng Keyan's scrunched-up face. He turned around and walked towards the stairwell first.

Leng Keyan hurriedly put on the coat, which still carried Yin Siyao's body heat and crisp scent, and was instantly enveloped in warmth.

Sniffing, watching Yin Siyao's retreating figure, the fear and grievance in my heart suddenly disappeared.

Although writing a 10,000-word self-criticism is terrible, it ruined Yin Siyao and Qingmei's date plan.

Leng Keyan tugged at the collar of her coat and buried half her face in it.

I secretly took a sniff of the pleasant scent, and a tiny smile crept onto my lips.

It seems like... it's not too bad?

At least, he owns this coat tonight.

Also, it seems that Yin Siyao really cares about him.

Seeing that Yin Siyao had already walked far away, Leng Keyan quickly jogged after him.

Following closely behind people, like a little dog that has gotten into trouble.

The hospital corridor was dimly lit late at night.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, one with steady steps, the other with light and quick steps.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and a subtle scent reminiscent of melting snow.