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

Zhu Xi nearly bit the spoon to pieces.

Her almond-shaped eyebrows furrowed, thinking she had misheard.

"What did you say?"

Zhou Yinghuai also realized his slip of the tongue, pulled out his usual chair and changed the subject, saying, "In this dormitory, you're the one in charge."

Zhu Xi sighed, "How can you be so kind?"

Zhou Yinghuai casually flipped through her textbook, this time turning to the next dozen or so pages.

Her handwriting was visible in the blank space at the corner of the book.

Her handwriting, which is purely natural and untrained, is somewhat like her personality.

The first few lines were fairly neat, but they gradually became unrestrained towards the end.

A hint of wickedness can be faintly discerned between the lines.

He could catch glimpses of the girl's frequent glances and her constant stuffing of things into the bag.

She generously gave away most of the food that Zhou Yinghuai bought for her overnight.

Perhaps feeling there was too much left, they gave away a large portion of what was on the table.

When he finally looked at me properly, the table was almost spotless.

There was only one untouched piece of red bean cake left.

Zhu Xi looked at him and smiled ingratiatingly, "My comrades are exhausted after working all night!"

"They're all luckier than me, getting fed by you!"

Zhou Yinghuai turned the pages of his book with a broad mind and a serious tone, "Yes, you decide."

Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks, sensing a different flavor in his simple words.

The bright and cool dormitory room is filled with ambiguous relationships weaving in all four corners.

She clicked her tongue, but ultimately said nothing, and took out a few more boxes of fruit from the refrigerator.

It was also sent by someone sent by Zhou Yinghuai.

When I picked up the strawberry box, I paused for half a second and then put it back.

Zhou Yinghuai looked at it, his eyes twitching upwards, before turning his gaze back to the neurosurgery textbook, which was as classical as classical Chinese.

"Send it out too, I'll come back tonight to get it for you."

Zhu Xi clicked her tongue, "Never mind, they know this is my true love."

Zhou Yinghuai repeated what he had just said, "Yes, it's your decision."

He turned around, his gaze returning to the pages of the book, and sensed that the dormitory door behind him was open or closed, with the incandescent light from the corridor seeping onto the floor by the doorway.

As Zhu Xi's footsteps faded into the distance, Zhou Yinghuai turned another page of his book. The green roses by the window were tinged with the first faint rays of dawn.

-

Zhou Yinghuai was dropped off at the hospital building by Zhu Xi along the way.

The two parted ways in the brilliant morning light.

Zhu Xi had her hands in the pockets of her white coat, her long hair tied up, revealing her full, elegant forehead and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Zhou Yinghuai saw himself reflected in her eyes. "Strawberries, are they delicious?"

Zhu Xi nodded happily, "It's delicious! Where did you buy it? I'll take some to Huo Xi."

"Hosh is abroad."

I just had a video call with Huo Xi yesterday, and Zhou Yinghuai was quite impressed with this best friend of his wife.

Zhu Xi laughed at him for not knowing, "Hoshi is coming back."

"Oh?"

"Come to file for divorce."

Zhou Yinghuai countered, "Was it Mr. Lou who helped again?"

Zhu Xi shook her head; she really didn't know. "It went so smoothly; it must be thanks to him, the mastermind behind it all."

Zhou Yinghuai took a half step forward, getting closer to her. "Stay away from him, he's not a good person."

"Who?"

"Mr. Lou."

Zhu Xi smiled and said, "I thought you were friends."

"He's a friend," Zhou Yinghuai didn't deny, "but he's not a good person either."

Zhu Xi stepped forward, grinning mischievously, and asked, "Should I still give you the strawberries?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "Send it."

"Zhu Xi, your family owns a farm in the countryside. Send me Huo Xi's address, and I'll have someone deliver it."

Zhu Xi's tiptoes, which had just been raised, landed back on the ground.

It turns out that what she thought was delicious was all thanks to money.

Zhu Xi is extremely fortunate to have enjoyed this opportunity.

Zhou Yinghuai could tell she was lost in thought again, so he gently tapped her forehead. "Go upstairs quickly, take a nap whenever you have a spare moment."

Zhu Xi touched the spot he had touched, "Yes, you too."

"Zhou Yinghuai," she called to him.

Just then, Zhou Yinghuai reached the car, turned around to look at her, and asked, "Hmm?"

Zhu Xi waved her hand, "I love eating strawberries, but I don't like going back to an old flame."

In the morning heat, Zhou Yinghuai's eyes flickered slightly. "I'm not a rabbit; I don't like to eat the grass near my burrow."

After getting their marriage certificate, the two of them found their views to be in agreement once again.

Zhu Xi watched Zhou Yinghuai get into the car before turning around.

Zhou Yinghuai watched Zhu Xi walk into the emergency room before letting the driver drive away.

Behind me was the rising sun, magnificent, dazzling, and scorching hot.

-

Mr. Wen is recovering well.

With the housekeeper's meticulous care, he is now able to slowly get out of bed and walk around.

Without the disturbances from Windsor and her younger relatives, the old gentleman's spirits have improved considerably.

Every morning during rounds, Zhu Xi would secretly give the old man a thumbs-up.

Moreover, the housekeeper treated her extremely well.

Feeding her from time to time is a regular occurrence, and occasionally I also help her handle some patient complaints.

However, this made Su Daiqing, who had just arrived at the medical department, unhappy.

He came to the neurosurgery department to conduct an inspection. Although the chief resident, Zhu Xi, was unwilling, he still had to work.

She accompanied Su Daiqing through the neurosurgery ward, watching him deliberately nitpick and find fault with everything.

"General Manager Zhu, I have to criticize you here." Su Daiqing pretended to be serious. "I understand that the chief resident's work is busy, but these routine tasks in the department should also be taken seriously."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers and added, "Like how you treated your boyfriend in college."

Zhu Xi sneered, took a half step back, and straightened the name tag on her chest, "Su Daiqing".

She called his name, her tone chillingly menacing, "Neurosurgeons are responsible for craniotomies, you know that, right?"

Su Daiqing smiled at her, used to being threatened by her, "Zhu Er, you're threatening me again."

Zhu Xi cracked her knuckles, "For bone setting, go upstairs to the orthopedics department. Don't take the elevator, take the stairs, it'll heal faster!"

She gave a fake smile, and taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she stomped hard on Su Daiqing's right foot. "Orthopedic surgeons love picking up bone fragments."

Su Daiqing winced in pain, her expression changing drastically.

She knows exactly how to manipulate him.

Zhu Xi didn't hold back. "Su Daiqing, I'll tell you one more time, I'm married. My husband is Zhou Yinghuai."

She blinked. "We're just colleagues, so I can treat you like a human being. But if you're thinking of anything else, how did you leave the country three years ago? Now, do the same thing and get out of here as well."

After saying that, she lifted her foot, turned around, and left.

Ignoring the pain in her foot, Su Daiqing growled, "Zhu Er, he doesn't love you."

Zhu Xi stopped, her ears filled with all the harassment from others over the past few days.

Ah Xing will be back soon.

You stole Ah Xing's boyfriend.

You're someone brought from your mother's remarriage, what right do you have to compete with Ah Xing for the title of Mrs. Zhou?

She tightened her grip in the pocket of her white coat and rolled her eyes.

I saw an empty box next to the computer.

It was Zhou Yinghuai who brought her this kindness, which she shared with everyone.

He once said that Ah Xing was just a friend.

He said that no man in the Zhou family has the right to initiate a divorce.

He said he wanted to find a wife who didn't love him.

She also wanted to find a man who wouldn't interfere with her role as dean.

Zhu Xi stood in the light and shadow with a sinister smile.

Su Daiqing couldn't see her face or her expression clearly.

He straightened up. "Zhu Er, wake up! You still love me!"

Zhu Xi picked at her ear in annoyance. "Su Daiqing, repeat your previous sentence."

Su Daiqing: "Zhou Yinghuai doesn't love you. As a fellow man, he only cares about his career and has no regard for you whatsoever."

Zhu Xi clapped her hands rhythmically, breaking the quiet of the office.

"So, he doesn't love me, he loves you?"