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

Song Jingmo didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the person on the bed, patiently waiting for what would happen next.

"But you also bear an undeniable responsibility for how I've become like this."

"If you hadn't spoiled me, I wouldn't be like this..."

Upon hearing this, Song Jingmo couldn't help but chuckle softly.

They're quite self-aware.

In their relationship, Lu Er always held the initiative.

He was already used to Lu Er's habit of "using and then throwing away".

After all, Lu Er's injuries have almost healed, so it's time for him, the attending physician, to step down.

At 7 p.m., when Song Jingmo opened the door, Lu Er was leaning against the bed, playing on her phone, looking bored.

When he came in, her eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly returned to calm.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Song Jingmo approached the hospital bed. "How are you feeling?"

"It's fine, just a bit stuffy." Lu Er put down her phone. "I want to go for a walk in the garden."

Song Jingmo nodded: "Okay."

The hospital was quiet at night, with only a few patients strolling in the garden accompanied by their families.

The early winter evening breeze carried a hint of chill, causing people to instinctively pull their clothes tighter.

Lu Er secretly glanced at Song Jingmo beside her.

The other person was wearing a simple white coat, which made them look particularly aloof in the moonlight, prioritizing style over warmth.

"Dr. Song!" A clear female voice broke the silence.

The two turned around and saw a young girl in a pink nurse's uniform jogging towards them with a sweet smile on her face: "What a coincidence, you're here for a walk too?"

Song Jingmo nodded slightly: "To accompany the patient for a walk."

The nurse looked her over carefully, her eyes widening immediately: "You're Lu Er! Oh my god, can I take a picture with you?"

Lu Er forced a smile: "Sorry, it's not convenient."

Actually, he was just annoyed by the nurse's infatuated smile.

She clearly likes Song Jingmo, but she still came to ask him for a photo.

What kind of nonsense is this? Do you want both?

That's incredibly greedy.

The nurse was a little disappointed, but quickly turned her attention back to Song Jingmo: "Dr. Song, would you do me the honor of having dinner together next week?"

"It depends on the schedule."

Considering Lu Er's presence, a direct refusal would hurt her pride, so Song Jingmo gave a very tactful answer.

The nurse lingered with Song Jingmo for a few more words before reluctantly leaving.

Lu Er thought it was just a small incident, but in the next half hour, female medical staff kept coming over to chat with her.

Some pretended to bump into him by chance, while others used work as an excuse. Everyone looked at Song Jingmo with covetous eyes.

Lu Er's expression grew increasingly grim.

Song Jingmo was supposed to be accompanying him on a walk, but he kept chatting with different female medical staff.

She would occasionally flash a gentle smile, treating him completely like a decoration.

This is clearly a way of showing off how sought-after she is.

Song Jingmo naturally noticed that Lu Er was in a bad mood, but he did not immediately try to comfort her.

Lu Er's words about keeping his distance that afternoon had infuriated him, so he decided to make Lu Er angry too, which would even things out.

Finally, after seeing off a female doctor, Song Jingmo walked to Lu Er, who had been silent all along: "Let's go, let's continue our walk."

Lu Er gave Song Jingmo a cold look: "I'm tired, I want to sleep."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the ward building, his pace so fast that he hardly looked like an injured person.

Watching the departing figure, Song Jingmo sighed softly and followed after it.

After sending Lu Er back to her ward, Song Jingmo hesitated for a moment at the door.

Normally, even when he wasn't on night shift, he would stay with Lu Er in the ward.

But today, he felt he shouldn't continue like this.

"You get some rest, I'm going back now."

Lu Er lay on the bed with her back to the person, offering no response.

Song Jingmo gently closed the door and left the hospital.

He's been staying in the hospital for over a week now. Walking home, I suddenly felt a little out of sorts.

Lu Er, who was in the ward, sat up immediately after hearing the door close, unable to believe that Song Jingmo was really gone.

Half an hour later, he picked up his phone and made a call: "Dr. Shen, please come to the hospital now. I want to be discharged."

The next morning, Song Jingmo came to the hospital for work and, as usual, went to the VIP ward first.

Pushing open the door, I was met with a neat, empty bed.

The head nurse came over: "Dr. Song, Mr. Lu was discharged early this morning."

Song Jingmo frowned, but didn't say anything, and handed the matcha cake he was carrying to the head nurse.

"Wow, it's not easy to get a long queue at this cake shop. Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Song."

Although she knew the cake wasn't bought specifically for her, it didn't affect her happy mood at all.

Who could resist such a beautiful dessert?

After being discharged from the hospital, Lu Er rested at home for a few days before flying to H City to film a movie.

The filming schedule for the new drama was very tight. He spent a full month and a half on set and finally wrapped up filming before the Lunar New Year.

On New Year's Eve, Lu Er flew back to City A overnight and watched the dazzling fireworks from the floor-to-ceiling window.

My phone kept popping up with New Year's greetings from family, friends, and colleagues, but none from Song Jingmo.

At this moment, a message popped up in the university alumni group:

"Let's get together tomorrow night at 5 PM at Jiahuang Entertainment. Anyone who wants to go, please join the group chat!"

The group chat immediately became lively, with many people joining in the discussion.

Yin Siyao appeared:

"Song Jingmo is back in the country. I'll invite him over tomorrow. Single ladies, seize this opportunity! Send me a red envelope after it's done."

Lu Er's heart skipped a beat.

The following afternoon, Yin Siyao dialed Song Jingmo's number:

"Dr. Song, there's an alumni reunion today, are you coming?"

Song Jingmo's voice on the other end of the phone was indifferent: "No, I prefer quiet."

"No!"

Yin Siyao had a sudden inspiration, "I just checked Weibo and saw that Lu Er finished filming her new drama yesterday and returned to City A."

"Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng will both be coming. Aren't you afraid he'll be corrupted by those two?"

"Let me tell you, Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng always hang out with minor celebrities and they love throwing swimsuit parties..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Song Jingmo's calm voice came through: "Address."

At the same time, Lu Er also received calls from Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng:

"Big star Lu, you absolutely must be there tonight. If you keep acting like a celebrity, we won't consider you a friend anymore."

Lu Er thought that instead of getting moldy at home, she should go out for some fresh air.

At 5 p.m., Song Jingmo's appearance in the private room of Jiahuang Entertainment immediately caused a sensation.

He had barely sat down when the door to the private room was pushed open again.

Chu Mian, Jiang Sheng, and Lu Er walked in arm in arm, laughing smugly and unrestrainedly.

When Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng saw Song Jingmo sitting in the middle, they almost reflexively withdrew their hands from Lu Er's shoulders and quickly found a secluded corner to sit down.

Lu Er rolled her eyes at the two disloyal guys, speechless.

It's truly a case of sacrificing a fellow Daoist to save oneself.

Actually, you can't really blame Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng.

Back in their school days, the three rich kids often skipped classes and got into fights together, and Song Jingmo always caught them.

Later, Song Jingmo explicitly forbade Lu Er from associating with them again.

But whenever Lu Er and Song Jingmo argue, they would go and play with them, which always ended with Lu Er and Song Jingmo giving them a lecture.

So many years have passed, and that instinctive fear of Song Jingmo has been etched into my bones.

Lu Er took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, found a seat, and deliberately avoided the spot where Song Jingmo was.

Song Jingmo looked up at Lu Er; she had lost some weight in the two months since he last saw her.

His eyes darkened when his gaze fell on Jiang Sheng and Chu Mian.