It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

Zhu Xi lay there, somewhat absent-minded.

She glanced at the many blooming chrysanthemums in Dr. Huang's glass and felt that she was inflicting her own pain on others.

"Sister-in-law, you've been having a tough time lately," Zhu Xi said, raising an eyebrow. "I just ordered some really delicious stuff online yesterday, and it hasn't shipped yet."

She slowly sat up, resting her chin on her hand, and had already unlocked her phone.

"You haven't changed your home address, have you?" Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. "I remember. I live in this apartment in the summer and the other one has better heating in the winter."

"Brother Huang, it's good to be rich. You can stay in a place that's warm in winter and cool in summer, and you can stay anywhere you want."

Dr. Huang: "One of them is in the staff housing complex of my mother's workplace."

Zhu Xi was still envious, "It's the kind of apartment you can buy for two or three thousand yuan per square meter, with a regular layout, good ventilation, no shared area, and incredibly cheap property management fees. It's 160 square meters, a large three-bedroom apartment?"

She said enviously, "Then I should send more to my sister-in-law. That stuff doesn't spoil easily."

The chrysanthemums in Dr. Huang's glass swayed back and forth in the water, swaying back and forth incessantly.

Zhu Xi glanced at the two spilled drops and puffed out her cheeks.

"Don't bother with those!" Dr. Huang said, supporting his lower back. "Liuwei Dihuang Wan is fine."

Zhu Xi just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Sis, you can't repay kindness with enmity," Dr. Huang said, glancing at the group of people chatting and laughing. "Middle-aged men, even taking too much Liuwei Dihuang Pills can make them weak. If you're still my sister, don't just send them away randomly!"

"I gave her face masks and hair masks, skincare products," Zhu Xi said sarcastically. "Speaking of which, your sister-in-law is the one who's suffering, isn't she? You're already drinking chrysanthemum tea, and she's still..."

Dr. Huang clasped his hands together, his expression one of extreme distress. "You don't understand!"

"Um?"

"At an age where I feel uncomfortable for days after just one kiss, yesterday I insisted on spending over ten thousand dollars on a bag I don't carry."

Zhu Xi grinned mischievously, still barely able to contain herself, "Isn't your salary all from your sister-in-law? What do you mean by 'spent over ten thousand'?"

Dr. Huang sat down, leaning back in his chair. His withered eyes were filled with a detached indifference to life's ups and downs, devoid of any emotion, only with resentment.

"My secret stash of money from the past six months vanished overnight!"

Zhu Xi laughed out loud, "You only saved a little over ten thousand in half a year, that's pathetic."

Dr. Huang sighed, "Life is tough, doctors have to resort to performing."

"Selling your body is worse than performing!" Zhu Xi handed him the chrysanthemum tea, her words earnest yet tinged with a hint of schadenfreude. "Performing earns you more! How much is Liuwei Dihuang Pills worth anyway!"

Dr. Huang waved his hand dismissively, "Go away, go away. Every time I meet you, we have to kiss each other a few times. While we're kissing, we end up stripping each other naked and having a massage session. I can't explain it."

Zhu Xi pursed her lips and twisted her fingers. "Who kisses someone they meet? Don't talk nonsense."

"Ha, Mr. Zhu, once I see your husband, I'm definitely going to tell him all about you! And I'll buy him a whole case of Liuwei Dihuang Pills!"

When Zhou Yinghuai was mentioned, Zhu Xi suddenly remembered that she hadn't told her about the temporary night shift.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed, and quickly dialed a number.

Zhou Yinghuai was away on a business trip, and he specially shortened his trip so that he could personally pick her up from get off work.

Now that she can't rest, there's no need for him to rush back.

In the few seconds it took to connect, Zhu Xi glanced at the time.

According to the original plan, Zhou Yinghuai should be on his way to the airport.

We boarded the plane 20 minutes later and landed at Libei Airport 2 hours later.

Two hours and forty minutes later, he would appear downstairs at the inpatient department on time.

He personally opened the car door for her and helped her into the car.

Then, back in Huanxisha, they did those intimate, unspoken things, where Zhu Xi and Zhou Yinghuai went together to verify the probability.

They stripped each other naked, gave each other massages, and kissed while bathing together.

Then, 1234567~

Sure enough, after the call connected, Zhou Yinghuai's familiar laughter reached my ears, "Wife, you missed me?"

Zhu Xi instantly slumped, her voice muffled, "I can't... tonight..."

As they were talking, before they could finish a sentence...

Dr. Huang snatched her phone. "Please arrive at the designated location on time to pick up Ms. Zhu, our hospital's VIP member. One second late, and she'll die on the spot!"

Zhu Xi was stunned, and couldn't hear what Zhou Yinghuai was saying on the other end of the phone line.

All she could hear was Dr. Huang calmly watching her and saying to Zhou Yinghuai, "One minute later, and you're dead!"

Zhu Xi's bright, sparkling eyes were full of curiosity. Even after the phone was returned to her, she was still in a daze.

Dr. Huang, carrying the chrysanthemum tea, turned and left without seeking recognition, saying, "I'll cover your night shift."

"what?"

Dr. Huang turned around with a dashing look, clicked his tongue, and raised an eyebrow. "Don't give your sister-in-law bad advice."

Zhu Xi was deeply moved and clasped her hands in a fist and palm salute, saying, "I'll give you more chrysanthemums."

The call hadn't ended, and Zhou Yinghuai heard it all clearly.

Ever since he was specifically called to the proctology department, the word "chrysanthemum" has opened a new world for Zhou Yinghuai.

Whenever people around him mention it, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he always thinks of the chrysanthemums in the proctology department.

And then there's the song Zhu Xi sang, "Black, white, blue, yellow, purple, broken, round, big, small, covered in excrement, stained with blood, crippled, stinking..."

Zhou Yinghuai will never forget the expression on Zhu Xi's face when she first sang it.

Without the slightest hint of disgust, they were completely absorbed in it.

"Wife," he called to her again.

Zhu Xi hummed in agreement, then held the phone to her ear. "Wait for me a moment."

The break room was crowded, and several nurses over there were laughing together, though I don't know what they were saying.

Zhu Xi wanted to hear Zhou Yinghuai's voice more, so she covered her left ear with her left hand and said, "I'll go somewhere else."

She got up, intending to leave through another door.

He placed his hand on the doorknob.

"Dr. Zhu," a nurse called to her.

Zhu Xi turned around, clutching her phone. "What's wrong?"

"Is Dr. Yue really going abroad?"

Zhu Xi nodded, "Yes, go for ten days."

The nurses looked at each other, then at the same time looked at her.

Zhu Xi felt a sense of unease and cautiously asked, "Is something wrong?"

The nurse who had called her earlier smiled and said, "Dr. Le said in the group chat that she's bringing us gifts."

Zhu Xi frowned slightly. "And then?"

"Dr. Yue said we should send you the list of gifts you want, and then you can compile it and send it to her."

Zhu Xi: "?"

"Why me?" she didn't understand.

The nurse laughed and said, "Dr. Yue said you should ask your husband."

Zhu Xi squinted, unable to discern anything amiss from the faces of these people.

After Yue Zhishi's personality changed, Gao Yanei's persona was gradually abandoned by his colleagues, and he became Gao Dale.

She has a likable personality, a sweet tongue, and a bit of money.

Zhu Xi chuckled, "Prosperity! Prosperity! Prosperity!"

Zhou Yinghuai's suppressed laughter came through the receiver; even though it was far away, his laughter sounded as if it were coming from across the door.

She turned the doorknob downwards, scoldingly, "What business is it of yours when Lezhi goes abroad?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "I'm here..."

The door opened, and the view became clear.

Zhu Xi ran right into a solid, rock-solid wall of people.

"It's my business, Sister Xi."