Cold-blooded doctor—handsome little wolf-dog boyfriend
In the emergency room filled with disinfectant, Fu Yuheng saw Su Nian'an holding a medical record for the first time.
Lu Zhinan's moans curled up on the hospital bed seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, and his sight was completely captured by those delicate white fingers wearing medical gloves. The edge of the lavender shirt showed through the collar of the white coat. The cold eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses glanced at the monitor, but there was a slight ripple when it touched the patient's infusion needle.
"Doctor sister, if it hurts, can you let me take a look?" He leaned against the door frame and watched Su Nian'an warm the stethoscope before placing it on Lu Zhinan's chest. The response I got was the sharp rustle of a pen on the medical record, and the words "Family members please be quiet."
No one knew that the youngest person in charge of the Fu Group was currently writing down the name on her name badge on her mobile phone. Just like no one knew that in the pocket of Su Nian'an's white coat, there was always the checklist that her mother had crumpled before she died.
When Fu Yuheng "encountered" Su Nian'an on night shift for the third time, heavy rain was washing the windows of the hospital room. His soaked shirt was stuck to his chest, but he was holding a dry brown paper bag in his arms: "The chestnut cake, freshly baked, has a sweetness that will not burden the patient."
Su Nian'an looked at the man who always showed up exactly when she had low blood sugar, and suddenly remembered how he was half-kneeling on the ground this morning, tying the shoes of an old man in a wheelchair. On a night when the aroma of disinfectant water and caramel intertwined, she allowed herself to take over the warmth for the first time.
The hospital corridor surveillance recorded a heart-stopping moment: Dr. Su, who always straightened his back, rested his forehead on the shoulder of the arrogant CEO. And the legendary rebellious Mr. Fu is actually
