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

The strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor was unsettling.

Lu Er watched as Ye Qingge was wheeled into the operating room, and the cold door slammed shut, isolating the inside from the outside.

His hand even trembled slightly as he signed the surgical consent form. It wasn't out of fear of taking responsibility, but rather out of a sense of powerlessness in the face of life's unpredictability.

As silence fell and only the faint red glow of the indicator lights remained, panic and anxiety belatedly crept into my heart.

Lu Er subconsciously reached into her pocket, only to find it empty; her phone was still being kept by the production team.

Frustrated, Lu Er ran her fingers through her short pink hair, staring at the closed door, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

One moment it's Ye Qingge's pale face, the next it's the disgusting speculations online, and most of all it's Song Jingmo's aloof and handsome face.

Will Song Jingmo believe him?

Hospital parking lot.

Song Jingmo's face showed obvious fatigue. As soon as he walked to the car, he saw Liao Xubai, who had been waiting by the car for a long time.

Liao Xubai straightened up: "Jingmo, still don't understand? It's been so long, and Lu Er hasn't even sent a message, has she?"

"Cong Jinyue from one of the production teams liked that trending topic. Isn't that enough to prove everything?"

Song Jingmo pinched the bridge of his nose: "That's enough, you don't need to worry about my affairs."

Liao Xubai earnestly advised, "Lu Er is in the entertainment industry; hype and attention-grabbing are commonplace for him. He has no sincerity whatsoever. He's not good enough for you, and he's not worth it for you!"

Liao Xubai.

Song Jingmo's voice carried an undeniable force, "I know what kind of person he is better than anyone else. I don't need you to remind me again and again."

As she spoke, she opened the car door, turned her head to look at Liao Xubai, her eyes cold and resolute: "Even if the trending topic is true, even if he and Ye Qingge really do end up together..."

"As long as he doesn't say the words 'break up' to me in person, I can pretend I don't know Ye Qingge exists."

Liao Xubai opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only watch Song Jingmo's car disappear into the distance, leaving behind a low curse: "Crazy! Absolutely crazy!"

Song Jingmo drove to an apartment near University A.

Upon opening the door, Wang Ma, who was cleaning the living room, exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Mo? What brings you here all of a sudden?"

"Come and see it."

Song Jingmo changed his shoes and went inside. The beautiful Ragdoll cat was elegantly licking its paws. When it saw people, it just gave them a cold glance.

While cleaning the cat's bowl, Wang Ma sighed, "In the years before you went back to China, Xiao Er would come over every month and sit in your bedroom."

"Sometimes he won't come out for an entire afternoon, which is quite heartbreaking to see. That child seems carefree, but he actually has a lot on his mind."

Song Jingmo paused slightly as he stroked the cat's soft fur, a complex and indescribable emotion flashing across his eyes.

It turns out that he wasn't the only one who missed it during those six years.

Lu Er would sometimes sit alone in an empty room, surrounded by silence, longing for someone far away in a foreign land, someone who might never return.

But how did Lu Er get through those days?

It felt like a corner of my heart had been gently pinched, leaving a bittersweet feeling.

The subtle uncertainties stirred up by Liao Xubai and the trending topics were quietly healed by this belated knowledge.

His Er'er cared about him more than he had imagined.

That evening, Song Jingmo returned to his usual apartment. After taking a shower, it was almost midnight.

As I was drying my hair, my phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly rang urgently.

Song Jingmo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately answered the call, his voice carrying a hint of urgency he himself didn't realize: "Er'er?"

However, it wasn't the familiar voice that came from the other end of the phone, but Bai Zhi's.

Her voice was extremely anxious: "Dr. Song, it's me, Bai Zhi! Thank goodness you answered the phone!"

"Dr. Song, please don't worry. Brother Lu is fine. It's Teacher Ye Qingge who is not doing well."

Bai Zhi spoke quickly, her breath coming in gasps, "I just got Lu Ge's phone from the production team."

"Dr. Song, you must believe Lu Ge. Those ridiculous things trending on social media are absolutely not true. He and Teacher Ye Qingge are completely innocent!"

Bai Zhi hurriedly defended Lu Er, even bringing up past incidents: "Last time there was a medical dispute, Brother Lu almost risked his career to clear your name."

"At the time, Yan-ge explicitly forbade him from participating for the sake of the company's interests. But Lu-ge completely ignored him and posted about it on Weibo. He cares about you so much, how could he do anything to betray you?"

Song Jingmo listened quietly, her fingers tightening slightly as she held the phone.

At the time, he thought Lu Er was just trying to gain attention by arguing with doctors. That idiot, seemingly shrewd, is stubbornly brave in some ways, which is heartbreaking.

"I know," Song Jingmo said reassuringly. "How is he now?"

"Lu Ge is still in the hospital. I'm going to deliver the phone now." Bai Zhi checked the time. "You should get some rest. Lu Ge will call you tomorrow morning."

After Lu Er got the phone, she glanced at the time: 1:30 a.m. in China.

At this time, Song Jingmo should be fast asleep.

Not wanting to wake anyone, Lu Er simply sent a WeChat message: "Can you call me after you wake up? I miss you."

The message had just been sent, and before I could even put my phone down, the screen lit up.

Lu Er paused for a moment, then quickly answered, her voice still carrying a hint of weariness and grievance: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I've been waiting for you."

Song Jingmo's voice came through the receiver, hoarse from the late night, yet possessing a strangely comforting power: "Are you alright over there?"

Lu Er's voice lowered, filled with deep grievance and longing, "I miss you so much. Things here are a complete mess, I want to fly back to see you right away..."

Hearing the person's tearful pleas, Song Jingmo's heart melted completely.

All the waiting and all the rumors became insignificant the moment they heard Lu Er's voice.

"Mmm." Song Jingmo responded softly, her tone gentler than ever before. "I miss you too. Come back soon."

Just as Lu Er was about to speak, he heard the nurse's anxious voice, "Mr. Lu, Miss Ye's condition has changed, the doctor wants you to come immediately!"

"I have something urgent to attend to, I'll hang up now and we'll talk later!"

After hurriedly hanging up the phone, Lu Er rushed to the doctor's office.

After an emergency discussion among several doctors, Ye Qingge developed complications after the surgery. Due to limited local medical resources, she had no choice but to return to China for treatment.

Looking at Ye Qingge, who was lying on the hospital bed, pale and unconscious, and then at the phone that had just been hung up, Lu Er felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

Before I could even begin to explain, another unexpected problem arose.

Will Song Jingmo still wait for him?