Translated by: Cherry
When Song Anchen arrived at Dong Fang Woman’s Hospital, Yisheng was sitting in a chair in the waiting area with her head lowered. Her expression was somewhat nervous, and she was so nervous that she did not know what to do with her hands. She could only grip her hands together on her stomach, tightening and loosening her grip over and over again.
When Song Anchen saw Yisheng’s nervous expression, he could not help but smile and walk towards her, sitting down next to her and pulling her into his embrace. He smiled as he teased her, “Silly.”
There was nothing more important to him than her staying by his side.
Yisheng was in Song Anchen’s embrace and she blinked, confused, “The report isn’t out yet, the lab tests still require some time,” Song Anchen smelled like the hospital, a faint antiseptic smell that Yisheng really liked. It made her feel safe.
“Let’s go back home. These things aren’t important,” Song Anchen rubbed her hair and pulled her hand, wanting to lead her outside. Yisheng hesitated a little but let him lead her out.
The two of them sat in the car and Song Anchen turned the car key with a serious expression, starting the engine of the car.
Yisheng hesitated and saw that Song Anchen did not put on his seatbelt. She pursed her lips and said, “You’re not being safe, put on your condom!”
(T/N: The word condom and seatbelt only differ by one word in Chinese)
Song Anchen was slightly stunned. His originally serious expression became one that was amused. Yisheng did not understand for a moment but was amused by Song Anchen’s expression, which made him look like he was trying his best to hold back laughter and tears.
“I bought a lot the last time and it seems that it hasn’t been used yet. Looks like you’re still thinking about that bag of condoms…” Song Anchen laughed. However, Yisheng’s face was already extremely red. She had made a mistake and said condoms instead of safety belt.
Song Anchen held Yisheng’s hand, enveloping her hand in his palm. The heat from Song Anchen’s hand flowed to Yisheng’s heart and she did not know why, but she felt like she was about to melt.
“Yisheng…”
“Hm?”
“Wife…”
“Uh.”
Song Anchen’s lips were curved into a smile as he focused on driving. The whole way back, Yisheng could not help but look towards Song Anchen. She saw that his handsome face had a smile on it, and it was not the evil smile he had in the past. It was a comfortable and relaxed smile. Yisheng wondered what exactly caused him to be in such a good mood. Could it be that he was done with his surgeries?
Song Anchen sent Yisheng to the building they were staying at and before he left, he gave Yisheng a goodbye kiss, causing Yisheng to be embarrassed and unsure of what to do.
As soon as Yisheng got off the car, right before she managed to wave her hand in goodbye, Song Anchen rolled down the car window and told her, “After I’m done with the last surgery, let’s take wedding photos,” Song Anchen paused for a moment before he took out a namecard from a compartment in his car, “If you have time, take a trip to this studio, Mom recommended it.”
So Song Anchen’s mother had already talked to Song Anchen. Yisheng took the namecard and examined it, Tian Du Studio. Yisheng had never heard of this name before.
“Silly girl, don’t do such silly things in the future,” Song Anchen smiled slightly and entered his car, rolling up the car window and driving off. He left Yisheng, who was feeling confused, standing at her original spot. What silly thing did she do? Even she did not know what sort of silly thing she had done.
After Yisheng returned home, she fell asleep. She was woken up by the sound of her ringtone. The house phone kept ringing and Yisheng ran over to pick it up. Zhao Jixiang’s voice sounded from the other end, “Yisheng ah, why is your phone out of battery?”
“Hm?” Yisheng took out her phone, finding it strange. She had received Song Anchen’s call a moment ago, and there had been a bit of battery left. But the truth was, her phone was out of battery. Yisheng pressed her lips together and asked, “Did something happen?”
“I… got back together with Xiao Zhuozi.”
This was something that Yisheng had expected would happen. Yisheng rolled her eyes, “Mmhm, and?”
“Xiao Zhuozi proposed to me.”
“Oh…” Yisheng was shocked, “So fast?”
“Uh, it’s alright. I agreed.”
Yisheng instantly felt speechless, “You’ve thought things through already?”
“So-so, I’ll take a gamble this time. Marriage is basically gambling anyway. It’s hard to find someone you love that loves you back. Everyone has their own personality and things cannot be forced. It’s even hard to be happy. A passionate dating life is not any better than calmly getting married and being a good wife.”
“It’s rare that you see things clearly.”
“Ha, I want someone to care for me too. How can I have a life as happy as yours, Doctor Song is so busy, but he’s still planning the wedding. You’re living in happiness, but you don’t know it, having such a good husband,” Zhao Jixiang’s tone was sour.
Yisheng did not understand, why was Zhao Jixiang in such a weird mood? She wondered, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh, you don’t know what happened this morning?”
“Uh, what?”
“Oh, right. You aren’t on shift today,” Zhao Jixiang finally realized. She said, “Do you remember that woman from the bar the last time with a bun on her head?”
Yisheng did remember. It was Judy. For some reason, Yisheng felt nervous, actually breaking out in cold sweat. She said, “What happened to her?”
“She came to the hospital and went to your husband’s department.”
“…”
Translated by: Cherry
When Song Anchen arrived at Dong Fang Woman’s Hospital, Yisheng was sitting in a chair in the waiting area with her head lowered. Her expression was somewhat nervous, and she was so nervous that she did not know what to do with her hands. She could only grip her hands together on her stomach, tightening and loosening her grip over and over again.
When Song Anchen saw Yisheng’s nervous expression, he could not help but smile and walk towards her, sitting down next to her and pulling her into his embrace. He smiled as he teased her, “Silly.”
There was nothing more important to him than her staying by his side.
Yisheng was in Song Anchen’s embrace and she blinked, confused, “The report isn’t out yet, the lab tests still require some time,” Song Anchen smelled like the hospital, a faint antiseptic smell that Yisheng really liked. It made her feel safe.
“Let’s go back home. These things aren’t important,” Song Anchen rubbed her hair and pulled her hand, wanting to lead her outside. Yisheng hesitated a little but let him lead her out.
The two of them sat in the car and Song Anchen turned the car key with a serious expression, starting the engine of the car.
Yisheng hesitated and saw that Song Anchen did not put on his seatbelt. She pursed her lips and said, “You’re not being safe, put on your condom!”
(T/N: The word condom and seatbelt only differ by one word in Chinese)
Song Anchen was slightly stunned. His originally serious expression became one that was amused. Yisheng did not understand for a moment but was amused by Song Anchen’s expression, which made him look like he was trying his best to hold back laughter and tears.
“I bought a lot the last time and it seems that it hasn’t been used yet. Looks like you’re still thinking about that bag of condoms…” Song Anchen laughed. However, Yisheng’s face was already extremely red. She had made a mistake and said condoms instead of safety belt.
Song Anchen held Yisheng’s hand, enveloping her hand in his palm. The heat from Song Anchen’s hand flowed to Yisheng’s heart and she did not know why, but she felt like she was about to melt.
“Yisheng…”
“Hm?”
“Wife…”
“Uh.”
Song Anchen’s lips were curved into a smile as he focused on driving. The whole way back, Yisheng could not help but look towards Song Anchen. She saw that his handsome face had a smile on it, and it was not the evil smile he had in the past. It was a comfortable and relaxed smile. Yisheng wondered what exactly caused him to be in such a good mood. Could it be that he was done with his surgeries?
Song Anchen sent Yisheng to the building they were staying at and before he left, he gave Yisheng a goodbye kiss, causing Yisheng to be embarrassed and unsure of what to do.
As soon as Yisheng got off the car, right before she managed to wave her hand in goodbye, Song Anchen rolled down the car window and told her, “After I’m done with the last surgery, let’s take wedding photos,” Song Anchen paused for a moment before he took out a namecard from a compartment in his car, “If you have time, take a trip to this studio, Mom recommended it.”
So Song Anchen’s mother had already talked to Song Anchen. Yisheng took the namecard and examined it, Tian Du Studio. Yisheng had never heard of this name before.
“Silly girl, don’t do such silly things in the future,” Song Anchen smiled slightly and entered his car, rolling up the car window and driving off. He left Yisheng, who was feeling confused, standing at her original spot. What silly thing did she do? Even she did not know what sort of silly thing she had done.
After Yisheng returned home, she fell asleep. She was woken up by the sound of her ringtone. The house phone kept ringing and Yisheng ran over to pick it up. Zhao Jixiang’s voice sounded from the other end, “Yisheng ah, why is your phone out of battery?”
“Hm?” Yisheng took out her phone, finding it strange. She had received Song Anchen’s call a moment ago, and there had been a bit of battery left. But the truth was, her phone was out of battery. Yisheng pressed her lips together and asked, “Did something happen?”
“I… got back together with Xiao Zhuozi.”
This was something that Yisheng had expected would happen. Yisheng rolled her eyes, “Mmhm, and?”
“Xiao Zhuozi proposed to me.”
“Oh…” Yisheng was shocked, “So fast?”
“Uh, it’s alright. I agreed.”
Yisheng instantly felt speechless, “You’ve thought things through already?”
“So-so, I’ll take a gamble this time. Marriage is basically gambling anyway. It’s hard to find someone you love that loves you back. Everyone has their own personality and things cannot be forced. It’s even hard to be happy. A passionate dating life is not any better than calmly getting married and being a good wife.”
“It’s rare that you see things clearly.”
“Ha, I want someone to care for me too. How can I have a life as happy as yours, Doctor Song is so busy, but he’s still planning the wedding. You’re living in happiness, but you don’t know it, having such a good husband,” Zhao Jixiang’s tone was sour.
Yisheng did not understand, why was Zhao Jixiang in such a weird mood? She wondered, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh, you don’t know what happened this morning?”
“Uh, what?”
“Oh, right. You aren’t on shift today,” Zhao Jixiang finally realized. She said, “Do you remember that woman from the bar the last time with a bun on her head?”
Yisheng did remember. It was Judy. For some reason, Yisheng felt nervous, actually breaking out in cold sweat. She said, “What happened to her?”
“She came to the hospital and went to your husband’s department.”
“…”
