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

The next afternoon, Lu Er enthusiastically followed Wang Ma to the vegetable market downstairs in the community.

"Why did you suddenly decide to go grocery shopping with me today?" Aunt Wang teased with a smile. "Is it because Xiao Mo is coming home for dinner?"

Lu Er's face, hidden behind her mask, felt slightly flushed: "I just had nothing better to do."

Wang Ma smiled knowingly and didn't ask any more questions.

Lu Er carefully selected the ingredients, asking "Is this fresh?" after picking up each one.

After shopping for two hours, they bought all the dishes that Song Jingmo liked.

Back home, I joined Wang Ma in the kitchen.

Looking at Lu Er's earnest expression, Wang Ma couldn't help but sigh, "If Madam could see you like this, she would be very pleased."

By 5:30 p.m., all the dishes were ready.

Lu Er couldn't wait to take out her phone and take several photos of the ingredients on the counter. After carefully selecting them, she sent them to Song Jingmo:

"I prepared everything myself."

It also included a meme of a kitten begging for praise.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated, and Song Jingmo replied:

"Great, I'll probably get off work in about half an hour."

Lu Er's lips unconsciously curled up as she quickly typed:

"No rush, drive slowly and be careful."

After sending the message, Lu Er hummed a song happily as she helped Wang Ma cook the dishes.

The aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs filled the entire kitchen, and the bubbling sound from the pot was like an accompaniment.

At six o'clock sharp, Lu Er picked up her phone, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

"Emergency surgery, I won't be coming back."

These few words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Lu Er's head.

"Xiao Er, the dishes are ready, you can..."

As Wang Ma carried the last dish out of the kitchen, she saw Lu Er's expression and stopped speaking abruptly. "What's wrong?"

Lu Er's voice was low: "He's not coming back."

Aunt Wang sighed and comforted him, "That's how doctors' work is; when they're busy, they don't have time for anything else."

"Let's eat first, and then I'll take it to Mr. Song. This is your first time cooking."

At the dining table, Lu Er listlessly picked at the rice in her bowl.

Aunt Wang subtly suggested, "That's just how the medical profession is. If you want someone to have meals and holidays with in the future, don't marry a medical professional, or you'll end up arguing all the time."

Lu Er swallowed the food in her mouth: "My marriage partner will definitely be a rich heiress, the kind who obediently waits for me to come home from get off work every day."

After hearing this, Wang Ma glanced at the person and said nothing more.

After the two finished eating, Wang Ma brought out the food she had packed in advance: "I'll take it to Xiao Mo; he must be hungry after his surgery."

"I'll go." Lu Er stood up. "Anyway, I have nothing else to do."

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Okay, then remember to wear something warm, it'll get chilly at night."

When Lu Er arrived at the hospital with the lunchbox, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. She found Song Jingmo's office, but it was empty.

A passing nurse said that Dr. Song was still in the operating room. More than a dozen patients had been brought in from the construction site accident, eight of whom had been impaled by steel bars.

Lu Er waited in the office until ten o'clock, but the operating room door remained closed.

At 11 o'clock, Bai Zhi called: "Tomorrow's GG shoot is very important. You must be in good condition. Come back and rest as soon as possible."

Looking at the still silent operating room, Lu Er hesitated for a long time before leaving the hospital.

At three in the morning, Song Jingmo dragged his exhausted body out of the operating room.

Nine consecutive hours of intense tension left his scrubs completely soaked with sweat, and his fingers trembled slightly from maintaining the same posture for so long.

"Dr. Song, Mr. Lu came looking for you." A nurse caught up with him. "He waited for a long time, but he's already left."

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, then quickly walked towards the office. He pushed open the door, only to find it empty.

Picking up my phone, a message from Lu Er popped up:

"The food is in an insulated container. I have work tomorrow, so I'm going home now."

A hint of warmth appeared on Song Jingmo's tired face.

Opening the insulated box, the food was neatly arranged inside.

While carrying a lunchbox to the microwave to heat it up, I ran into Yin Siyao, who had just finished surgery.

"It smells so good!" Yin Siyao leaned closer. "What's so delicious? I'm starving. Let me have a bite too."

Song Jingmo subconsciously moved the lunchbox closer to himself: "No."

Yin Siyao was stunned: "No way? You're so stingy? I've always gotten free food and drinks from you!"

"Not tonight."

Yin Siyao looked at the packaging bag; it didn't look like takeout.

He teased, "Which pretty girl sent you this lovingly prepared meal? It's so precious."

Just then, Leng Keyan walked over carrying two takeout bags: "Teacher Song, I ordered takeout for you."

"Your teacher, Ms. Song, makes a loving dinner. To avoid wasting food, I'll reluctantly eat a portion for you."

Leng Keyan glanced at the insulated bag in front of Song Jingmo: "Isn't this what my uncle often uses?"

Song Jingmo hummed in agreement.

"Why did my uncle send it to you but not to me?"

Yin Siyao interjected, "It seems that a nephew can't compare to a childhood sweetheart."

"Teacher Yin, I'm already very upset. You ate my food, so please don't stab me in the back."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, Xiaoyan. I'll cook you something delicious when I have time."

Yin Siyao readily coaxed, "Forget about your heartless uncle, eat your food."

Leng Keyan: "You're the heartless one! You're not allowed to insult my uncle!"

Even if Yin Siyao is a teacher, it's still not allowed.

Song Jingmo returned to his residence at four in the morning. He took a shower and lay in bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

I took out my phone and scrolled through my chat history with Lu Er over and over again, finally stopping at Lu Er's message, "Don't rush, drive slowly and be careful."

He hesitated for a moment:

"The food was delicious, thank you for your hard work."

Lu Er woke up at 6:30 and was very happy to see the message:

"I'm such a genius, I learn everything so fast, even Aunt Wang praised me."

I thought Song Jingmo was asleep, but he replied instantly:

"Yes, you've always been amazing."

Lu Er wondered:

"Why are you up so early? Couldn't you have slept a little longer?"

"Okay, I'm going to sleep."

"Good night."

"Good morning."

After putting down his phone, Song Jingmo felt sleepy.

Lu Er looked at the last "Good morning" message on her phone screen with a smile on her lips.

Bai Zhi walked over with an iPad: "After we finish filming GG, we're flying to Paris Fashion Week right away. The tickets are already booked."

"How long will it take?"

"It'll take about two weeks. You've always wanted to travel to France, so this is a good opportunity for you to have a few days of fun."

Lu Er: "I suddenly don't want to play anymore. I'll come back as soon as I finish work."

Jiang Qingyan: "But don't you hate City A the most and love flying abroad?"

"I've changed my mind, is that not allowed?"

Bai Zhi: "I depend on you for food, so you're the one who calls the shots."

"You're going to be working with Li Xinghua this time, so keep your temper in check and don't cause any more trouble."

"If she hadn't been creating a CP (couple pairing) last time, I wouldn't have started a war on Weibo."