Exclusively for You: Chapter 6
Chapter 6: But you're not wearing clothes
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Under the silent night, the atmosphere suddenly became eerie.
"I..." Song Li was dumbfounded; the strength from that day left her uncertain.
"Is that all you can say?" Sheng Mu Ci's gaze carried a hint of annoyance, his tone indifferent.
This made Xu Yan feel wronged. "You said Doctor Song is responsible for you... I still have the message records here. If you don't believe me, let Dr. Song check."
Song Li curled her lips.
She advised him to keep quiet.
"I can't sleepwalk?" Sheng Mu Ci cast a glance, silencing Xu Yan with just one look.
Song Li: "..."
You should keep quiet too.
In the midst of the low pressure, Sheng Mu Ci's voice was flat, devoid of emotion. "Don't listen to him, he's talking nonsense."
He said that, and Song Li, though feeling somewhat innocent, was embarrassed to press further. "Oh..."
But she felt a strange guilt and concern, especially after he had just helped her.
After contemplating for a while, Song Li added, "I'm sorry. I'll change your wound dressing later. Is that okay?"
Sheng Mu Ci seemed somewhat surprised. He raised his eyes to assess her, remained silent for a few seconds, and then let out a hoarse laugh.
"Oh."
"Let's do it."
Song Li nodded gently. "Please cooperate."
"As much as possible." Sheng Mu Ci lowered his gaze.
After a moment of hesitation, Song Li softened her tone and tentatively negotiated with him, "And... Please don't complain about me anymore, alright?"
Sheng Mu Ci's gaze locked onto her again, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He slowly turned to look at Xu Yan.
"Did you hear that?"
His voice deepened, "Stop complaining about others for no reason."
Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly straightened his posture. "Doctor Song, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it!"
Song Li raised her lips and said, "It's okay."
With forgiveness granted, Xu Yan immediately turned cheerful. "Hey, Doctor Song, let's exchange WeChat. If anything happens, I can reach out to you directly. Look at the misunderstanding we had today!"
After some thought, Song Li agreed.
All of this to prevent such incidents from happening again.
Sheng Mu Ci lowered his head, his short hair lazily falling, almost covering his eyes. Upon hearing the words, he raised his eyes and looked at these two "friends" with suspicion.
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Song Li returned to her workstation with gentle movement.
This was a multi-workstation office, where all orthopedic resident doctors, interns, and trainees were located.
Two o'clock and nine minutes in the afternoon was an awkward time, not enough for her to sleep but still providing a brief moment of rest.
People gradually woke up, some still wearing eye masks.
So, Song Li rested her head on her arm on the desk for about ten minutes.
She didn't fall asleep, just relaxed in a half-drowsy state, and when she opened her eyes, the lunch break was coming to an end, and people in the room started chatting or getting busy on their computers.
She stretched her sore neck and sat up.
"Song Song."
Following that somewhat neutral female voice, Song Li looked up.
"Carry on." Across from her, Meng Yingqiao waved her hand, and a bottle of coconut water rolled along the table to stop in front of Song Li.
Song Li's tired eyes lit up as she took the coconut water and exchanged grateful glances with her. "You're the best."
Meng Yingqiao raised an eyebrow. "Did Chen Danyu blame you again?"
Song Li smiled but didn't answer, unscrewing the bottle cap to take a sip.
She blamed herself for not being more cautious, and she would remember that next time.
"She only dares to push you around when Director Zhou is not around," Meng Yingqiao scoffed, holding a deep grudge against Chen Danyu as well.
Despite both being resident doctors, Meng Yingqiao, a tall girl at 1.75 meters, with short blue-gray hair and a cold and slow-to-warm-up personality, was more like a big boy and was the only one in the department that Song Li got along with.
Chen Danyu was a bully but usually avoided picking on her.
"Well, in a little over a month, Director Zhou will be back around New Year's," Song Li said with a light chuckle.
Meng Yingqiao knew she didn't want to cause trouble at the hospital, sighed, and didn't press further. She lowered her voice and asked, "That gentleman in Room 901, hasn't been a problem for you, has he?"
Upon careful consideration, he really hadn't been a problem for her. In fact, he had even protected her.
Before Song Li could respond, a coquettish voice interrupted their conversation.
"Sheng Mu Ci is not someone to mess with."
Wan Yao entered the office, walked straight to her desk without glancing at them, and said, "The hospital is practically his, and if there's one more incident, my uncle probably won't be able to save you."
"Song Song, be more careful," Wan Yao said, only then glancing at Song Li from the corner of her eye.
Her tone was hard to read, with a hint of gloating or sarcasm.
Meng Yingqiao scoffed silently.
"Well, I will," Song Li responded nonchalantly, with a calm smile. "The patients in Bed 9 and Bed 14 are getting discharged today, so you better prepare the discharge summaries. The patient in Bed 7 is having surgery tomorrow, and Dr. Li has reminded you twice to do the preoperative assessment. If you can't get it done, it will definitely affect this month's assessment. Come Monday's handover, Teacher Chen might have to face criticism alongside you."
Wan Yao was momentarily speechless.
"Remember it clearly..." she mumbled to herself, her words tinged with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Are you really okay now?"
Song Li had already opened her computer, put on her glasses, and was about to start typing. Upon hearing this, she looked over with a pure and innocent smile. "Yes, I just need to finish one more patient case, then I'll head to the clinic for my rounds."
"..." Wan Yao's mouth twitched.
Song Li glanced at the blank document on her screen and asked, "Don't you know how to do it? Do you want me to teach you?"
In truth, at this moment, Song Li genuinely wanted to help her, fearing that she might procrastinate and delay the patients. However, Wan Yao was a proud and self-conscious person who cared deeply about her reputation. After hearing this, her expression soured, and she straightforwardly declined.
Song Li wasn't a saint and didn't insist further.
In less than two minutes, Song Li heard her name being called by Meng Yingqiao.
Meng Yingqiao twirled a pen in her right hand and skillfully scrolled through Weibo with her left, looking at Song Li with a quirky smile. "I just read someone saying that third Sheng is exceptionally handsome, calling it the epitome of universal beauty! Is it really that exaggerated?"
With Su Tangnian's enthusiastic response before, Song Li was already used to such remarks and smiled as she replied, "Come with me on rounds tomorrow, and you'll find out for yourself."
"No need, I'm not crazy," Meng Yingqiao replied with a shiver of dread, wearing a defiant expression as she promptly handed her phone over to Song Li.
"It's the netizens who are crazy."
Song Li instinctively took the phone and looked at the screen.
As it turned out, Sheng Mu Ci's car accident was at the top of the trending list.
The intentions of these big V bloggers were probably to grab attention, and their marketing content was highly subjective. They used phrases like "gruesome scene" and "in ICU with uncertain life or death," which didn't align with the actual situation.
But these days, netizens were used to the constant "boy who cried wolf" scenario and had seen it all. They were all old hands at this.
【How do you know?】
【No official statement, no evidence】
...
【Well-written. Stop making things up next time. I live on Guque Street, and on that night, my child had a fever and went to Nan Yi Second Hospital's emergency room. I saw the ambulance return; he was conscious, not missing any limbs, and you say he's in ICU with an uncertain life or death. Do you have no family? :)】
Sheng Mu Ci was an extremely unique figure. He never appeared in public, and due to his past position, pictures of him weren't allowed to circulate on the internet. He was shrouded in mystery.
When he first left the military academy, there was an incident where the Sheng family's CEO's office was set on fire, destroying some classified documents that his elder brother had yet to deal with. Looking at his big brother who dared not speak, he could only say one thing with a nonchalant smile:
"Long time no see, bro."
With a cigarette in his mouth, he smiled mischievously, like a troublemaker.
There were many unfavorable rumors about him.
People tend to have endless fantasies about the unknown, so he became like a legend, depicted as a villainous figure who had turned to the dark side, and the legend spread like wildfire.
To this day, Sheng Mu Ci unexpectedly had a level of national popularity not much lower than the top-tier celebrities.
Not only within the entertainment industry, even netizens warmly referred to him as "Third Brother."
As expected, this statement of justice has sparked heated discussions.
[LOL The face-slapping came too quickly, like a tornado. You can always trust the author's ability to talk nonsense.]
[Anti-fraud apps make you an expert.]
[This author has been a warrior since childhood, daring to spread rumors about third brother Sheng. What a bullfrog!]
[Author: I'm also puzzled. ?]
[Hahaha! Author: Born as a dog, I'm sorry.]
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Some netizens asked a crucial question: [Hey moderator, is third brother Sheng really explosively handsome?]
Moderator: [Absolutely! He's a total hottie with long legs!!!]
Moderator: [Got married too early, thinking of divorce _( :3 )_]
As a result, netizens fell into chaos, completely going off-topic.
[hhhhhh, Moderator, stay calm.]
[Understood, folks! Hurry up and grab tickets to Nan Yi!]
[Ahhh! What about our top handsome man in the entertainment industry today?!]
[And what about the celestial male, the veteran artist from the Beijing Theater, Ying Feng?!!]
[Waaah, do we not have a single photo? I really want to see what third brother Sheng looks like. I miss my husband, I want some sweetness!]
[The black text upstairs suddenly turned yellow.]
[Sisters, don't be so flirtatious, your accounts are gone...]
...
Song Li casually scrolled through the comments, initially finding them interesting until she came across the words "Ying Feng."
Her eyes darkened, and she immediately withdrew.
"Do you think this is a good thing?"
As Song Li handed the phone back to Meng Yingqiao, she heard Wan Yao's strangely sarcastic voice with a touch of cold mockery.
Wan Yao's finger paused on the keyboard, and she looked at Song Li from the side. "Sheng Mu Ci is quite unpredictable. Be careful, Song Song."
Her feigned concern was clear.
She wanted to see Song Li embarrassed.
Meng Yingqiao was irritated by Wan Yao's pretentiousness, but Song Li couldn't be bothered. Before Meng Yingqiao could respond, she smiled and said, "Sure."
One must admit, a smiling facade is the best way to deal with such people.
No matter what, Wan Yao gradually lost interest and went to explore small groups in annoyance.
Finally, peace was restored.
Song Li diligently completed the medical report for Sheng Mu Ci's case. Just as she was about to attend the outpatient clinic, a sudden shadow fell over her. A hand reached into her field of vision, tapping the desk three times.
She looked up and saw Chen Danyu had appeared without her noticing.
Chen Danyu's expression was even colder than before, "Three new inpatients, beds six, eight, and ten. Be there to receive them after 3 PM."
"... Do you really not do anything related to work? Maybe you should just work from home and let others have some breathing space in the hospital," Song Li thought to herself, feeling suffocated.
However, this retaliation was justified, considering Chen Danyu's interference with Sheng Mu Ci had its reasons. The sudden additional task made Song Li work until 7 PM.
During this time, she turned down Jin Shiwen's private request.
In late autumn, as the sun set earlier, the sky darkened. Song Li pondered whether to cook dinner at home or order takeout. Lost in thought, she left the inpatient building and coincidentally met Xu Yan returning in haste.
"Doctor Song!"
Xu Yan, excited, rushed up to Song Li. "Do you have some free time right now?"
Song Li, a bit confused, replied, "Yes."
"Great!" Xu Yan lifted a thermos box. "Do me a favor, take this dinner to Third Brother, please? I lost my phone and need to find it quickly. If I don't, I might as well be dead!"
Seeing his urgency, Song Li didn't understand but accepted the thermos box and agreed, "Alright."
In Xu Yan's eyes, she suddenly became a shining figure. After Xu Yan rushed away, Song Li looked at the matte black thermos box in her hand, sighed softly, and headed back.
She thought she could simply deliver the food and go home. To her surprise, when Song Li rang Sheng Mu Ci's doorbell, there was no response even after waiting for a while.
Perhaps Sheng Mu Ci was alone and unable to move? With this thought, Song Li knocked on the door three times and said, "Mr. Sheng, I'm coming in."
Still no response. Song Li grasped the doorknob, pushed it open, and entered.
The living room was empty, with the lights turned off. Only a distant floor lamp by the window emitted dim orange light. The curtains were open, revealing the pitch-black world outside.
The mobile hospital bed by the French window was unoccupied.
A mysterious atmosphere of escape from a sealed room permeated the place, making the room eerily silent.
Song Li hesitated for a moment, called "Mr. Sheng" twice, then slowly stepped inside. She gently placed the thermos box on the coffee table and glanced around. The dining area and the master bedroom were engulfed in total darkness.
Could he be in the bedroom? Song Li had intermittent nyctophobia. She didn't know where the hallway light switch was and was hesitant to grope in the dark. After struggling with herself for a while, she took out her phone from her bag and turned on the flashlight, cautiously feeling her way to the bedroom.
However, she couldn't find the touch-sensitive key for quite some time.
At that moment, the screen suddenly lit up, and the phone began to vibrate.
Incoming call displayed: Jin Shiwen.
Song Li had overestimated her adaptability in the dark. She saw the incoming call as a lifeline and without thinking, she slid to answer it, turning to go outside to talk.
Just as she was about to bring the phone to her ear, right before the words left her throat, in that split second, the screen's sudden brightness illuminated the face of the person behind her.
"Ah—"
Song Li was startled, her hand trembled, and the phone dropped with a dull thud onto the carpet.
The man had appeared silently.
He leaned against the door, seemingly feeling the strain in his lower back, having trouble standing for long.
Just after washing his hair, his short hair was still wet, a white towel draped around his neck. He wore a black bathrobe that was left open and untied. The gauze wrapped around his waist was damp, revealing the well-defined lines of his chest and abdomen.
Song Li was only a couple of steps away from him.
The phone on the floor is still lit and connected.
In the dim light, Sheng Mu Ci's tall and slender figure loomed as he kept his gaze down.
His eyes were surrounded by deep shadows, like a dangerous addict.
But in this dark, confined space, Song Li had lost most of her composure.
However, after seeing someone partially undressed, Song Li couldn't help but exclaim, covering her eyes and turning to face the wall.
Sheng Mu Ci looked at her calmly and lazily bit his lip.
Most likely, he strained his waist during the shower, and his voice was slightly hoarse in the night.
"I haven't even called you yet, why are you making such a fuss?"
The lighting in the room was ambiguous, casting a suggestive tone, and his deep voice carried a touch of taboo.
Suddenly, Song Li remembered that "naughty" online friend.
She felt even more embarrassed, stammering, "But, you're not wearing any clothes."
Sheng Mu Ci lowered his head.
Weren't his pants fitted properly? What wasn't he wearing?
"Want to take another look?" he asked nonchalantly.
Song Li thought it unnecessary, as she had seen enough. Then she suddenly realized her previous reaction was unprofessional. He was the patient, and she was the doctor, so there was no need to be so cautious.
After a brief pause, Song Li slowly turned her gaze away, with averted eyes, and said, "I'm sorry; I didn't know you were... taking a bath."
After all, she didn't expect him to act like this when he was in such a state, without calling for assistance.
Sheng Mu Ci gave her a thoughtful smile and didn't say anything.
It was a bit strange, and Song Li raised her head, only to see his gaze flicker to the ground.
"LiLi?"
At this moment, the magnetic voice of Jin Shiwen on the phone sounded.
"..." Song Li snapped back to reality, swiftly picking up her phone.
Her voice carried the warmth and sweetness typical of a young girl as she softly told the other side that she was still busy, and she would call back later. She immediately ended the call.
Sheng Mu Ci leaned lazily against the door, appearing nonchalant.
"Boyfriend?"
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