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

Monday morning, the hospital's orthopedics department held its routine morning meeting.

Sunlight streamed in through the blinds of the conference room. Song Jingmo sat in the main seat, his slender fingers slowly turning the pages of the medical records in his hand.

Yin Siyao walked in carrying a stack of documents. Two obvious dark circles under her eyes stood out against her fair skin.

His steps were unsteady, clearly indicating severe sleep deprivation.

"You're willing to come back?"

Song Jingmo didn't even look up, his voice calm and even, but the teasing undertone in his words was clearly audible in the quiet conference room.

"I thought you were going to be transferred to the emergency room and not coming back."

A few suppressed laughs echoed in the conference room.

The doctors and nurses present all knew that Yin Siyao was covering for the emergency room this weekend, and seeing her looking so tired, they couldn't help but want to laugh.

Yin Siyao sat down in the empty seat next to Song Jingmo, put the documents on the table, and yawned widely.

Her almond-shaped eyes glistened naturally, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

Coupled with that exceptionally tired face, she even had a somewhat pitiful look.

"Director Song, you're really getting the benefit and then complaining."

Yin Siyao rubbed his temples, his voice filled with deep weariness.

"I worked myself to the bone helping you with your students, I didn't even get a break on the weekend, and I worked 36 hours straight in the emergency room."

"You don't even thank me, and you're making fun of me. It's outrageous!"

Song Jingmo raised his head, turned his head to look at the person, and asked, "How did Leng Keyan perform?"

"He's alright. He did the debridement and suturing for those car accident victims in the emergency room; his technique is fairly steady."

He paused, then added, "It's just that I lack experience and tend to panic when faced with unexpected situations."

"Experience is accumulated."

Song Jingmo looked away and returned to the medical record in his hand, turning a page. "With you watching over it, I feel at ease."

The morning meeting was tedious and lengthy.

First, each group reported on their work from the previous week, then they discussed contingency plans for several complex surgeries next week, and then analyzed several difficult cases recently admitted.

Yin Siyao forced herself to take notes when her phone vibrated in her pocket.

While Song Jingmo was looking down at the documents, Yin Siyao quickly took out her phone and glanced at it.

It was a text message from Leng Keyan:

"Ms. Yin, are you free tonight? I know a newly opened Cantonese restaurant; let me treat you to dinner!"

Following it was a meme of a puppy wagging its tail, and the fluffy corgi's butt was wiggling happily.

Yin Siyao stared at the information for a few seconds, her fingertip hovering above the screen.

He has an outpatient appointment in the afternoon, and he can leave work on time at five o'clock.

Logically, he should go straight home, take a hot shower, and then go to sleep.

I worked non-stop in the emergency room this weekend and I'm really exhausted.

but……

I recall the subtle glint in Leng Keyan's eyes, and that undisguised adoration.

Fingertips landed, typing out a single word:

【it is good. 】

Almost instantly, Leng Keyan replied with her message:

【Great!! I'll wait for you to get off work.】

This was followed by a series of happy emojis.

A puppy spinning in circles, a kitten scattering flowers, a rabbit hopping around...

They're so lively they almost jump off the screen.

As Yin Siyao looked at the jumping emojis, a very faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

Like ripples left by a dragonfly skimming the surface of water, fleeting and ephemeral.

She quickly turned off the screen and stuffed her phone back into her pocket. When she looked up again, she met Song Jingmo's gaze, which held a half-smile.

The morning meeting ended after 11 a.m.

Yin Siyao packed her things and prepared to go to the outpatient clinic. Just as she stepped out of the conference room, she heard Song Jingmo's voice behind her:

"Siyao, wait a minute."

Yin Siyao paused and turned around.

In the corridor, Song Jingmo stood against the light.

His expression was unclear, but his voice was very clear: "Ke Yan is a simple-minded and sincere child."

"If you're serious, treat him well. If you haven't thought it through... then don't give him unrealistic hopes."

Yin Siyao was silent for two seconds before speaking, her voice soft but earnest, "I know what I'm doing."

Song Jingmo looked at the person for a few seconds and nodded: "That's good."

The outpatient clinic was as busy as ever in the afternoon.

Yin Siyao started seeing patients at 1:30 p.m. and by the time she saw the last patient at 5:10 p.m., she had already seen 23 patients.

There are patients who need to have their cast removed after a fracture surgery follow-up visit, patients with arthritis pain who need injections of sodium hyaluronate, and patients with sports injuries who need physical therapy guidance...

After seeing off the last elderly lady who kept thanking him, Yin Siyao took off his mask and let out a long sigh of relief.

I turned my stiff neck and reached for my phone.

I unlocked the screen at 5:12.

As I opened the chat interface with Leng Keyan and was about to type "almost done," a phone call suddenly came in.

The caller ID showed Zhao Jingshu.

Yin Siyao was stunned for a moment.

He made it very clear that night, so why is he suddenly calling now?

Yin Siyao answered the phone, her voice tinged with fatigue from the clinic: "Feeding?"

"Siyao... Waaah... Siyao..."

Zhao Jingshu's sobbing could be heard on the other end of the phone, intermittent and broken.

Accompanied by obvious sobs and a nasal voice, she said, "I...I was in a car accident...What should I do...?"

Yin Siyao's brows furrowed immediately, his professional instincts instantly bringing him to his senses: "Where are you? Is the person injured? Did you call 120?"

"I'm...at the Wansheng Plaza...at the underground parking entrance..."

Zhao Jingshu was sobbing uncontrollably, her voice trembling, "I'm not hurt, it's just... the car crashed into the railing."

"They said they'd have to pay me... a lot of money... I... I..."

A gruff man's voice came from the background, his anger palpable even through the microphone: "Let me tell you, you're not leaving here today without paying up!"

"Eight thousand yuan, not a penny less. Otherwise, I'll call the police and let them handle it!"

Zhao Jingshu cried even harder, her words incoherent: "Siyao... could you... come over here...?"

"I'm all alone... I'm so scared... They're so fierce..."

Yin Siyao glanced at the time.

5:15.

He and Leng Keyan had arranged to meet at 5:30.

Taking a deep breath and trying to keep her voice steady, she said, "Send me your address on WeChat, I'll be right there."

"Don't panic, and don't argue with them. Protect yourself. I'll talk to you when I get there."

After hanging up the phone, a location sent by Zhao Jingshu immediately popped up on WeChat: Entrance B of the underground parking lot of Shengda Plaza.

Yin Siyao typed rapidly: [Sorry, something came up. Zhao Jingshu was in a car accident, I have to go there. We can make up for dinner another day, okay?]

After sending the message, he hurriedly took off his white coat, grabbed the jacket draped over the back of the chair, and walked out.