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

It was late at night after dinner.

As usual, Zhou Yinghuai went downstairs alone, letting her sleep whenever she had a spare moment.

Zhu Xi pursed her lips, "Let me see you off."

"I know the way."

Zhu Xi insisted, "I know there are neurosurgery patients in the emergency room, and it just so happens to be on my way."

Seeing this, Zhou Yinghuai stopped insisting and compromised. He glanced at the phone that was charging and said, "Go get the phone."

Zhu Xi smiled and unplugged the charger.

As soon as he turned around, he was once again shrouded in Zhou Yinghuai's shadow.

He wrapped his broad shoulders around her, his chin brushing against her forehead, "Remember to turn off the power in time."

"Especially at night, when you're sleeping in your dorm. Don't be lazy and wait until the power is off to go to sleep."

Zhu Xi gripped her phone tightly and said "Oh".

Zhou Yinghuai looked down at her, taking in her amused expression as she mimicked his speech.

He chuckled softly, his eyelids naturally gentle. "Let's go, it's a rare opportunity to enjoy the moonlight together."

Zhu Xi couldn't stop mimicking his expression in time and had to leave the desk before him.

Don't be afraid. Imitating his tone, "When you go downstairs, remember to turn off the lights and lock the door. Don't be lazy, remember to check several times before you leave."

Zhou Yinghuai stood behind her, watching her shake her head and sway her body, her expression blank.

Zhu Xi swiped her card and took the doctor's private elevator.

The two people stood on either side of the elevator, and there was still room for two more people to stand in the middle.

Zhu Xi was sending a WeChat message to someone, and the words in the chat box were being edited and deleted.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't have the habit of peeking at other people's phones, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

However, the two were quite far apart, and he was slightly nearsighted, so he couldn't see anything.

Just as he was about to give up, Zhu Xi came over.

She held up her phone to show him, "I've been complained about several times in the past few days, and the director of the medical affairs office and the vice president will be talking to me soon."

Zhu Xi was troubled. "How can you put this in a way that makes it seem like I have deeply reflected on my mistakes?"

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder she looked so troubled just now.

Zhou Yinghuai: "Is the matter very serious?"

Zhu Xi paused for a moment, then said, "With Lao Hao covering for me, it's not a serious matter. It's just that I don't like dealing with the leaders."

Zhou Yinghuai smiled faintly, "A person who wants to be the dean, is he afraid of his superiors?"

Zhu Xi was unable to explain to Zhou Yinghuai the reason for her fear in simple words.

There was also the reason behind this, which was due to her father's remarriage.

Zhu Xi said coldly, "If you're not going to help, then don't make fun of people."

Zhou Yinghuai coaxed her gently, his tone murmuring, giving her a unique perspective: "Didn't you write any self-criticisms when you were little?"

Zhu Xi didn't get his point. "Good students don't write self-criticisms. Besides, my brother is here."

Then her eyes lit up, "That's right, I can ask my brother."

The smile at the corner of Zhou Yinghuai's eyes gradually froze and turned cold on his face.

He reluctantly said, "Dazhou Group has developed an AI, but it hasn't been officially launched yet. Give me your phone, and I'll download a trial version for you."

Zhu Xi didn't even look at him and refused outright, "No need to bother, my brother is better than any AI."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Really not going to give it a try? Isn't your brother busy?"

"Busy." Zhu Xi glanced at him; the congratulatory call had already been connected.

She giggled sweetly and stepped out of the elevator first, "Brother, please help me."

Zhou Yinghuai, who was two steps behind, touched the tip of his nose and walked out before the elevator doors closed.

The two walked through the covered corridor connecting the emergency room and the inpatient building, with Zhu Xi leading the way and walking briskly.

Occasionally, she would look in the mirror by the floor-to-ceiling window and fix her hair.

Like in a cave, she was in front, and he was behind.

The two remained two meters apart.

The overhead lights shone white, as if they could illuminate everything.

But it doesn't reveal the relationship between the two at this moment.

This forced connection, coupled with a rapid and familiar understanding, is a kind of message.

It's more like a state of unspoken desire, somewhere between a professional distance and a budding ambiguity, where neither of them realizes anything is amiss.

Zhou Yinghuai timed the call, which lasted nearly five minutes.

After ending the congratulatory phone call, the two walked to the emergency room entrance.

The coolness indoors was gone, replaced by the oppressive stillness of midnight.

On this hot, humid night in late June, there wasn't a breath of wind.

"My brother sent it over." She smiled, finally turning to look at him, and read it aloud to Zhou Yinghuai in its entirety, "My brother is amazing."

Zhou Yinghuai pursed his lips into a thin line.

"When my brother comes back to China, I must treat her to a meal." She put away her phone with satisfaction, finally remembering what he had said before she went downstairs.

I looked up at the sky for a long, long time.

Finally, Zhu Xi teased him again, "Zhou Yinghuai, it's cloudy tonight."

The night sky was pitch black, with large, colorless clouds hanging there.

Zhou Yinghuai also looked up at the sky, "It's okay, there's always next time."

Zhu Xi once again felt Zhou Yinghuai's inner strength and peaceful state of mind.

It seems that everything is within his tolerance.

"It looks like it's going to rain." She was unwilling to give up and deliberately contradicted him. "It looks like it's going to rain heavily."

Zhou Yinghuai looked into her amused eyes with his deep gaze, "It's alright."

"Congratulations, the rain won't last forever, the sky will always clear up."

"What if it keeps raining?"

I will hold an umbrella for you.

"What if I don't want you to support me?"

"Then I'll leave the umbrella behind."

"I don't want your umbrella either."

Zhou Yinghuai's gaze was deep. "I'll get soaked in the rain with you."

Zhu Xi's heart skipped a beat; the regular rhythm of her heartbeat was inexplicably disrupted.

Her eyes darted around as she remarked, "Zhou Yinghuai, you seem to have changed."

Zhou Yinghuai looked at her and smiled, his chest heaving. "How have I changed?"

He became glib and slick.

She changed, she always said things that made her happy and joyful.

It began to stir something within her, though she didn't know why.

A gust of wind rose, and her long hair danced wildly behind her.

Zhu Xi did not reply to him, but took half a step back and stepped onto a step.

Then he waved his hand, "Go back."

Zhou Yinghuai shifted the tip of his shoe, now only a dozen centimeters away from the step.

Their eyes met, and their intertwined emotions became a tangled mess.

Under her deliberately defiant gaze, Zhou Yinghuai spoke in a deep voice, "Zhu Xi, perhaps we can take advantage of the situation."

Thursday morning, the outpatient clinic was packed with people.

Zhu Xi felt like an emotionless machine.

Upon receiving the patient, ask questions, order tests, review the results, prescribe medication, issue a diagnosis, and then send the patient off with a smile.

Director Hao's advice was at its most effective.

Zhu Xi maintained a compassionate attitude, offering comfort when needed and making lighthearted jokes to ease the patients' minds.

She was so busy that by the time she remembered to drink water, it was almost midnight.

The sun outside the window was blazing hot; just looking at it made the ground feel scalding hot.

The hospital is surrounded by lush trees, their shadows dappling the ground.

Zhu Xi felt parched and suddenly wanted a cold drink.

Just then, a bottle of chilly, water-stained oriental leaves appeared before my eyes.

Light yellow liquid, 500ml, green tea.

A blue butterfly flutters towards a blooming petal, unaware of what lies ahead.

Zhu Xi raised her eyes, saw who it was, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Wishing you a cup of green tea, Doctor."