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

After the two finished eating, Leng Keyan pushed Leng Qinghua downstairs in a wheelchair to get some fresh air in the small garden behind the inpatient department.

The afternoon sun was warm, and many patients strolled and sat here.

Leng Keyan pushed Leng Qinghua to a sunny bench to rest.

Not far away, several patients were sitting in rattan chairs, drinking tea and chatting.

One of them recognized Leng Qinghua and smiled warmly, "Sister Leng, you look great today."

Leng Qinghua nodded slightly: "Sister Zhou."

Sister Zhou's gaze fell on Leng Keyan, scrutinizing him carefully, her smile deepening: "And who is this handsome young man?"

"My grandson, Leng Keyan."

"Ke Yan, what a handsome man!"

Mrs. Zhou's eyes lit up. "How old are you this year? Still in school, right?"

"At twenty-two, I was studying at the medical school of University A."

Leng Keyan answered politely.

"A top student from the medical school at University A!"

Mrs. Zhou became even more eager, "Do you have a girlfriend yet? My daughter is also at University A, in the School of Humanities. She's just turned twenty this year, and she's top-notch in both looks and character."

"How about I introduce you two? You young people can get to know each other better and meet up for bubble tea or something."

Leng Qinghua glanced at Leng Keyan.

Leng Keyan scratched her head, a little embarrassed: "Aunt Zhou, thank you for your kindness. But I have a boyfriend, and we have a very good relationship."

"Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?"

Mrs. Zhou, unable to hide her disappointment, still pressed on, "Is she a classmate? Also studying medicine? Which family's daughter is so lucky?"

Leng Keyan smiled and said frankly, "She's not a young lady, she's a doctor."

Mrs. Zhou's smile froze instantly, and her expression became very subtle.

He glanced at Leng Qinghua, and seeing that the other woman remained expressionless, he gave an awkward dry laugh: "Oh... a doctor, oh, that's pretty good, a stable job, and we share the same goals..."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his small group almost hastily.

They lowered their voices and whispered to each other, their eyes glancing in their direction from time to time.

Leng Keyan continued to push her wheelchair slowly along the path, the sunlight shining on her back, warm and comforting.

"Grandma," Leng Keyan said, pushing the stroller, "Are you angry because of what I said earlier?"

"What are you angry about?"

"It means... I have a boyfriend, and he's a guy."

The wheelchair's rubber wheels made a soft rustling sound as they rolled over the cobblestone pavement.

Leng Qinghua remained silent for a moment.

"That's your problem. Your parents aren't angry, so why should I be?"

Leng Keyan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face: "That's good. I was afraid you'd be angry."

The wheelchair stopped.

Ahead lay a field of camellias in full bloom, their deep red blossoms resembling frozen flames under the winter sun.

Leng Qinghua stared at the red expanse: "What's the use of me being angry? None of you will listen to me, and you'll resent me for breaking up the couple."

Leng Keyan stood quietly for a while before saying, "My uncle won't hold a grudge, and neither will Teacher Song."

"When I was young, I always felt that my face was more important than anything else, and the opinions of others were heavier than mountains."

Leng Qinghua paused, her voice even softer, "Now that I think about it, I'm not RMB, so I can't be loved by everyone."

"Xiao Er chose Dr. Song, and you chose Dr. Yin. What can I, as an elder, do if I don't approve? I can't live your lives for you."

Leng Keyan's nose suddenly stung with tears. She knelt down to meet Leng Qinghua's gaze in the wheelchair, her eyes slightly red: "Grandma, I'm sorry."

Before the words were finished, a familiar figure appeared in the garden.

Yin Siyao was wearing a neat white lab coat and holding a blue folder in her hand.

"Teacher Yin, I'm here!"

Leng Keyan waved cheerfully, her face beaming with smiles.

Yin Siyao paused, looking in the direction of the sound.

Upon seeing Leng Qinghua, his expression visibly froze for a moment before he walked over.

"Aunt Leng."

Yin Siyao stopped in front of the wheelchair and bowed slightly. His tone was respectful, but a subtle tension could be detected if one listened closely.

Leng Qinghua nodded, her expression indifferent.

Yin Siyao handed the folder to Leng Keyan: "Your case analysis report is annotated."

"The concepts in the knee joint biomechanical analysis section are confused, and the derivation of the cartilage metabolism mechanism is incorrect. In addition, there are several instances of non-standard reference formatting."

Leng Keyan opened the folder, which was filled with dense red handwriting.

From pathological mechanisms to treatment plans, from data citations to wording and grammar, even a few spelling errors were circled.

"Focus on mastering these areas during your final exam review."

Yin Siyao pointed to several paragraphs highlighted with a highlighter, "The probability of it being on the exam is very high, 90%."

Leng Keyan flipped through it again and again: "Wow, Teacher Yin, you're so meticulous!"

Yin Siyao raised an eyebrow: "How could you remember it if you didn't pay close attention?"

Leng Keyan, holding the folder, grinned from ear to ear, and instinctively leaned towards Yin Siyao.

She nuzzled her head affectionately against his arm, "With such an amazing boyfriend like Teacher Yin personally tutoring me, my full scholarship this semester is definitely in the bag."

The boy's voice was clear and crisp, filled with undisguised dependence and boastfulness, completely forgetting that Leng Qinghua was watching from the side.

Yin Siyao's ears turned bright red. She pushed Leng Keyan away slightly in a flustered manner and whispered, "Be careful."

There's no one else here.

Leng Keyan moved even closer, like a clingy big dog, "I'm telling the truth, Teacher Yin is the best."

Leng Qinghua's expression darkened as she watched the natural and intimate interaction between the two.

He looked Yin Siyao up and down with a critical gaze and said sarcastically, "Dr. Yin, your taste is really not very good."

Yin Siyao's body stiffened slightly.

Leng Keyan: "Grandma?"

"I don't know what they were thinking, choosing such a troublesome little gadget."

Leng Qinghua's gaze fell on Leng Keyan's still childish face, "It's like raising a child, just making trouble for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Leng Keyan immediately bristled: "How am I not a worry? I'm perfectly obedient."

"Medical students' books are so thick, and the exams are so difficult. If I don't ask Professor Yin for help, who else can I ask? You don't even put in a good word for me, and you're even undermining me in front of Professor Yin..."

Seeing Leng Keyan's angry yet aggrieved expression, Yin Siyao's tense lips softened, and a clear smile flashed in his eyes.

"Aunt Leng,"

Yin Siyao's gaze was frank. "Yan Yan is a bit eccentric, but he studies hard, does things seriously, and has a pure and kind heart. He has never caused me any trouble."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Leng Keyan, her eyes softening: "Help him organize the key points, revise his paper, and watch him improve little by little..."

"I did all of this willingly. Being able to participate in his growth and help him become a better person is a blessing for me, not a burden."

The garden fell silent for a moment, and the sunlight poured down on the three of them without reservation.

Yin Siyao's eyes were clear and open, without any evasion or flattery, only the calmness of stating the facts and the firmness of protecting Leng Keyan.

Leng Keyan's puppy-dog eyes lit up again because of Yin Siyao's few words.

After a long while, Leng Qinghua looked away: "If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. Don't keep bothering an old lady like me."