Seeing that Qin Ruojing didn't want to talk, Chu Ge didn't ask more. He just said, "Have a good dream," and fell silent.

This time, he uncharacteristically didn't use a teasing tone, and his expression was quite serious.

With her back to Chu Ge, Qin Ruojing responded with an "Mm," wiped the corners of her eyes, and inwardly gave a bitter smile.

A good dream? She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd had a good dream.

Amid the silence, Qin Ruojing's mind wandered over bits and pieces of the past years. As she thought more, she gradually developed the urge to have a proper chat with Chu Ge.

However, just as she was about to speak, a light snoring sound drifted through the air. She turned her head and, sure enough, saw that Chu Ge had fallen asleep again. She had to admit his ability to fall asleep was impressive.

Unable to help herself, Qin Ruojing felt both amused and exasperated, but didn't call out to Chu Ge. She sighed, closed her eyes once more.

She didn't know how much time had passed when drowsiness gradually washed over her, and Qin Ruojing finally fell asleep.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the hospital room. Chu Ge stretched lazily and opened his eyes, refreshed.

The companion bed beside him was already empty; the quilt was neatly folded, and faintly, her scent still lingered.

Yawning, Chu Ge leaned against the headboard, and just then, the door was pushed open.

This time, it was the floor's cleaning lady who entered. When she took the plastic bag out of the wastebasket and saw the cigarette butts inside, she was taken aback. She gave Chu Ge a peculiar look as if to say, "Is this kid crazy? Hurt like this and still smoking?"

Being stared at like this, Chu Ge wasn't embarrassed, just grinned at her. The cleaning lady was even more at a loss for words, muttering "Take it easy" with a smile before leaving with the bag.

Not two minutes after the cleaning lady left, Chu Shiyao came in carrying a bag of steamed buns and a cup of millet porridge.

"Good morning, Brother Chu. How did you sleep last night?"

"Not bad. How come you're here so early? Isn't it before your working hours?"

"Well, I was worried you'd be hungry."

Chu Ge laughed heartily, "Sounds nice, but you're just using my injury as an excuse to bribe me so I can teach you skateboarding after I'm discharged, right?"

Having her intentions seen through, Chu Shiyao wasn't embarrassed. She playfully stuck out her tongue and nodded as if it were only natural, "Yep, yep, and also to get a free meal at your place."

"You..."

"Come on, Brother Chu, let me feed you the buns."

Amid their chatter and laughter, Chu Shiyao fed Chu Ge breakfast, one bite at a time. After chatting for a bit, it was time for the shift change with the night nurse.

After changing into her nurse's uniform, Chu Shiyao returned to Chu Ge's room and carefully began removing his bandages, layer by layer.

Just as she was halfway through, a middle-aged woman with the head nurse's badge, a slim figure, elegant but with a sharpness between her brows, passed by the room's door, her brow furrowed immediately.

Stepping briskly into Chu Ge's room, the head nurse said sternly, "Chu Shiyao, why aren't you staying in Mr. He's room as you should be? Who let you come here?"

"I..."

"What do you mean 'I'? Get over there now! Stop causing trouble for me!"

Without waiting for Chu Shiyao to speak further, the head nurse ordered her with a stern face, not allowing any arguments.

Looking at the head nurse and then at Chu Ge, Chu Shiyao showed a very troubled expression.

"Go on, I'm not in a hurry; a little while won't make a difference." Glancing at the doorway, Chu Ge said with a cheerful smile.

Following Chu Ge's gaze, Chu Shiyao also glanced at the door, and her troubled expression immediately turned to one of amusement.

"Head Nurse, I don't think I need to go over there."

"Don't need to go? Chu Shiyao, what do you mean by that? Do you understand that your current task is to be dedicated to Mr. He's care? If anything goes wrong there, even I will have to take the fall with you!"

The head nurse's brow furrowed tighter, and her face grew longer.

She was already jealous of Chu Shiyao's looks and figure, and even more so of the advantage she had in being assigned as He Junming's exclusive caregiver. Now, seeing Chu Shiyao giving her such an inexplicable answer, the frustration she had been holding in her heart was suddenly ignited.

Seeing the head nurse with an expression as displeased as if she were constipated, Chu Ge truly found it amusing, while Chu Shiyao, evidently more mindful of colleague relations, quickly spoke up again.

"Head Nurse, you..."

"Why are you still here and not leaving? Does my word not carry weight? Let me tell you, no matter what your relationship with this person is, he is not as important as Mr. He here. Also, by the end of the day, I want a three-thousand-word reflection from you. If it's good, I won't hold this against you, but if I'm not satisfied, then..."

Nurse Chu didn't give Chu Shiyao a chance to finish her sentence and continued to lecture, feeling quite proud despite keeping a stern face.

Just because you're a bit prettier, have a better figure, and are a bit younger, you're assigned to care for Mr. He? In the end, aren't you just a little nurse under me? Whatever I ask you to do, don't you have to readily nod and agree?

A three-thousand-word reflection, you can work hard on writing it! Even if you write beautifully and move people to tears, if I'm just not satisfied, what can you do about it?

Watching the middle-aged head nurse putting on airs, Chu Ge couldn't help but find it amusing, while Chu Shiyao just slapped her forehead. She'd made her point; if the head nurse wouldn't let her speak, she couldn't be blamed.

As Chu Ge smirked and Chu Shiyao looked helpless, a voice suddenly came from behind the incessantly chattering head nurse.

"If what she writes doesn't satisfy you, then what will you do?"

The head nurse, immersed in her tirade, suddenly heard a voice from behind and turned around with a frown, "What's it to you... Oh, good morning, Mr. He?"

The head nurse's ability to change expressions was truly impressive—one moment her face was icy, the next it blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

"I asked you a question. If Chu Jie's reflection doesn't meet your satisfaction, what are you going to do?"

He Junming curled his lips, tilted his head, and with a mischievous grin, repeated himself.

Though he found it quite awkward to call Chu Shiyao "Chu Jie" in front of Chu Ge, now was the time to stand up for Chu Shiyao, so he went along with it.

"Chu Jie?"

The head nurse was momentarily stunned, repeating the phrase subconsciously, suddenly feeling her brain was not quite working.

"Are your ears not working or what? How many times do you want me to repeat myself? Do you want me to report your poor work attitude to your hospital, so you can also write a reflection for your superiors?"

Using the exact tone the head nurse had just employed, He Junming lectured her, and in the split second she was taken aback, he secretly winked at Chu Ge and Chu Shiyao, immediately changing to a look of impatience and snorting disdainfully.

Old lady, aren't you picking a fight? All right then, I might be lacking in other skills, but when it comes to picking fights, that's my forte!

He Junming thought smugly to himself, suddenly aware of something he had pondered over yesterday but found no answer to:

What on earth could he potentially be better at than Chu Ge? Now, he felt like he'd finally found the answer.

Perhaps, in the area of picking fights, he might actually surpass Chu Ge?

While feeling smug, the head nurse opposite him was truly frightened; she never dreamed that this retribution would come so swiftly.

Just moments ago, she was sternly lecturing Chu Shiyao; in less than a minute, it turned into He Junming reprimanding her.

Furthermore, in exactly the same unfinished, impatient tone and with the same writing a reflection method—this was like being slapped hard from the left and right!

"Well... Mr. He, I was just joking with Nurse Chu, right, Nurse Chu? We colleagues often joke like this," she stammered an explanation to He Junming, then eagerly turned her gaze to Chu Shiyao, looking worlds apart from her previous arrogance, as if she wanted to recognize Chu Shiyao as her ancestor.

Looking at the pleading expression of the head nurse, Chu Ge felt no sympathy for her. Isn't this what people say about deserving pity due to their hateful traits? Clearly, this is it.

"Alright, Junming, let's not drag this on, it's not a big deal," Chu Shiyao, somewhat soft-hearted, said to He Junming, even though she found the head nurse's previous behavior quite detestable. Still, considering they were all colleagues, she didn't want to make it difficult for her. She glanced at the snickering He Junming and said with some helplessness.

This turn of events left the head nurse even more dumbfounded. She already thought it bizarre for He Junming to call Chu Shiyao "Chu Jie," and now Chu Shiyao dared to call He Junming "Xiaoming"? And even dared to glare at him?

Good heavens! Is this for real? Isn't Chu Shiyao just an ordinary girl from a regular family? What's really happening here?

Swallowing hard, the head nurse mechanically turned her head, her pupils tightening fiercely!

In her view, where was the imposing aura He Junming had when he was reprimanding her? He now appeared to be the perfect model student, well-rounded in every aspect and never fighting or cursing.

"Alright, Chu Jie, since you've said so, I won't hold it against her," He Junming nodded in an educated manner, but as his gaze met the head nurse's nearly dazed face, he instantly switched to a mischievous grin.

"I'm noting down your reprimanding of my Chu Jie, but don't think this is over; I have other matters to settle with you!"

He Junming shot the head nurse a cold smile and shifted his gaze to Chu Ge.

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