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

Zhou Yinghuai wanted to say that he didn't want to.

It's not that I don't want to.

He is a normal adult man with physiological needs and desires.

But he knew how tiring and busy her job was.

The day after they got their marriage certificate, Zhou Yinghuai asked a friend about the workload of a chief resident.

I asked several people, and they all gave the same answer.

tired.

Women are used like men.

Men are used like mules!

The neurosurgery department is highly competitive, and Zhu Xi's department is ranked among the top three in the country.

Patients from all over the country are flocking here, keeping the place extremely busy.

Zhou Yinghuai will not make her uncomfortable or burdened at important junctures in her career.

After all, Ms. Zhu is going to be the dean.

Of course, his wife is a very beautiful adult woman.

They are husband and wife, and it is legal and reasonable for her to make demands of him.

Zhu Xi is exercising her rights within the marriage, and he should do his best to cooperate and fulfill his obligations.

Under her cunning and lively gaze, Zhou Yinghuai answered her question frankly.

"I'm fine with anything, it's up to you."

After saying that, he added, "Don't worry, I won't date just anyone, and I've never dated anyone else."

Zhu Xi smiled and nodded. She knew that there was no green grassland on her head.

She grinned mischievously and changed the subject, "Have you eaten yet?"

Zhou Yinghuai tried to put the box back into his pocket, but Zhu Xi opened her palm and took it back.

"Give it to me."

Zhou Yinghuai: "You?"

"Don't worry, I won't just go to anyone else, and I've never been with anyone else before." She raised an eyebrow, curling her fingers slightly. "Do you need me to reimburse you?"

Zhou Yinghuai shook his head and placed it in her soft, white palm.

Zhu Xi tossed it up into the air. "I don't like this brand. I'll send you a brand I like later."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Okay."

Zhu Xi said slowly, "Don't misunderstand, when I was in college, my roommate and I researched all the brands on the market."

After saying that, he precisely tossed away the bag that was placed next to her pillow.

That bag that Zhou Yinghuai personally packed.

With a thud.

Zhou Yinghuai's hands were clenched unnaturally behind his back.

Zhu Xi gestured for him to sit down, and then took out the thing from the bag in front of him that had given Zhou Yinghuai all sorts of wild thoughts.

She pulled off the lid, pressed the medium setting, and began massaging her calves.

Zhou Yinghuai awkwardly looked away and gazed at Green Rose.

A soft, buzzing vibration revealed the source of the misunderstanding.

"Are you very tired?" A night breeze blew by, and President Zhou returned to his normal state.

Zhu Xi tilted her head and thought for a moment, seemingly a little troubled, "Tired."

"Lingyi knows some massage therapists who are very good at massage. I'll have them come to your house whenever you have a day off."

"Okay, okay." She exhaled and switched to vibrating her right leg. "The department has admitted a new patient, a specialist."

"Um?"

Zhu Xi looked at him, "Yu Qingge's maternal grandfather."

Zhou Yinghuai instantly understood her barely perceptible worry. "You can handle it."

Zhu Xi was delighted by the generous praise. "It's not that I'm worried I can't handle it, it's just..."

She paused, then looked at him again with her lowered eyes. "They seem to think I stole you from them, especially her older and younger cousins."

Zhou Yinghuai touched her teacup with his fingertip; the water temperature was just right. He leaned forward and handed it to her.

Zhu Xi took it and gripped the handle.

Neither of them let go, each holding the water glass on either side.

Eyes meet, light and shadow intertwine.

The breeze carries the sweet scent of roses, and the small room is filled with a heavy, muffled atmosphere.

"I will find an opportunity to make things public." Zhou Yinghuai said in a gentle voice, and then stood up and pushed the water glass toward her.

In an instant, the light in Zhu Xi's eyes was mostly blocked by his tall figure.

She looked up, her chin held high.

Seeing the calm and sincerity in his eyes, and hearing his sexy, thin lips move as he spoke in a clear, crisp voice, I said, "I won't let myself become a burden to you, whether in life or at work."

"Zhu Xi, you are special to me."

Zhu Xi held the water glass in one hand, smiled knowingly, and said, "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

After finishing a glass of water, the quiet dormitory was filled with sound again.

Zhu Xi put down her water glass. "You haven't eaten either, have you? The takeout will take a while to arrive. How about I treat you to a meal at the cafeteria?"

Zhou Yinghuai also wanted to see the hospital cafeteria that she disliked, so she readily agreed.

She tied her hair back up, unplugged her phone from charging, and the two of them left the dormitory together.

Because of this funny misunderstanding, Zhou Yinghuai didn't argue with her messy bed this time.

I didn't even help her tidy up her desk, nor did I examine her refrigerator.

The two went down the elevator and quickly arrived at the restaurant.

At this time, the restaurant wasn't crowded.

Zhu Xi swiped her card and ordered two identical work meals.

"I hope you can enjoy the food." There was a hint of schadenfreude in her smile.

The two chose a seat by the window and sat down.

Zhou Yinghuai handed her chopsticks, "Let me try it."

Zhu Xi was really hungry, and the food that she usually found terrible tasted quite good tonight.

But Zhou Yinghuai's expression was more interesting than the food.

"It really tastes awful," he commented.

Zhou Yinghuai rarely speaks in such an extreme way. Due to his upbringing, he always leaves some room for maneuver in his speech.

To be frank, it tasted terrible this time, which shows that it really wasn't good.

Zhu Xi, as if performing a magic trick, produced a small packet of chili sauce and gave him half of it.

"Made by the head nurse herself."

Zhou Yinghuai stirred it, took two more bites, and found it a little better than before, but still not very tasty.

The person opposite left and then came back, bringing a dish of pickled vegetables and placing it between the two of them.

"I bought this from outside," she said in a low voice. "The only positive review!"

Zhou Yinghuai picked up a little bit and finally asked the question he had wanted to ask her yesterday, "Zhu Xi, what are your thoughts on the wedding room?"

While mixing her rice, Zhu Xi casually asked, "What are your thoughts?"

"You'd like to live in a villa, a townhouse, or an apartment?"

Zhu Xi paused, "Choose anywhere?"

Zhou Yinghuai's deep eyes were like an ancient well, and the folds of his eyelids carried a gentleness similar to his own.

"Well, whatever you like."

Zhu Xi asked again, "Location and size are not limited?"

"No limit! I don't own any, so I'll just buy it now."

For the first time, Zhu Xi had a real understanding of what a domineering CEO and a big shot meant.

She held her chopsticks tightly. "What if I want to live in my own home? I still have that apartment with a 29-year mortgage."

"That's fine too," Zhou Yinghuai said casually. "Then I'll find some time to move there. It's close to the hospital, so it'll be convenient for you to commute to and from get off work."

Zhu Xi swore that, apart from her brother Zhu He, Zhou Yinghuai was the most gentle and refined person she knew.

In her several encounters with Zhou Yinghuai, he always gave her a sense of novelty despite being a familiar face.

Gentle and composed, noble and reserved, abstinent and refined.

Zhu Xi thought that the Evil Sword Immortal must dislike someone like Zhou Yinghuai, because if he saw any malevolence in Zhou Yinghuai, the Evil Sword Immortal would starve to death.

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow, stopping her teasing. "My place is too small, forget it. You decide on the wedding home! I'll move in gradually!"

Zhou Yinghuai: "Then I'll pick a few places first, and we'll choose together when you're free."

"Alright."

Despite the unpalatable dinner, the first CD-ROM operation was successfully completed under the cover of darkness.

Zhou Yinghuai put her plate in the recycling bin and turned around to see her chatting with her colleagues in the same spot.

She smiled and waved to him from a distance of about ten meters.

He leaned closer and heard her usual melodious voice, "My husband is coming to see me, I'm taking him to try the hospital cafeteria."