I’m Slacking Off as a Good-for-Nothing in the Medical Field

[Marriage Before Love + Grown-Up Romance + Tension and Push-Pull + Two Wounded Souls Healing Each Other]

Sheng An is a low-ranking doctor with no money or reputation. All she has left is a receding hairline and an endless supply of indignities to swallow.

Xu Xingjiang, the top neurosurgeon, appears proper, refined, calm, and self-controlled in public? Hah. He clearly uses academia to attract admirers and show off his charms.

They've been secretly married for more than seven hundred days and nights. Sheng An examines herself three times a day, practically burning incense and chanting sutras just to keep her composure.

Heavens, how is she supposed to get him? Zopiclone or midazolam? By mouth or IV push?

After a car accident, the once restrained, ascetic big shot seems like a different person.

He has money and looks, and keeps telling her he loves her.

What? She should download the National Anti-Fraud app.

He tries to take advantage of her while she's asleep, but she catches him in the act.

Thinking she's dreaming, she says, “As expected, even the stiffest lips turn soft when you kiss them.”

Then she gives him a good feel and says, disappointed, “You're too thin.”

He's speechless, but she pulls him back again. “Don't go, handsome. Medical school is too brutal. Why not hide under my covers instead?”

After confessing his feelings, he asks, “Do you love me?”

“When the heavens feel love, even they grow old. When people fall in love, they die young.”

“No,” he says, patiently tracing the contours of her body. “It's a gentle caress, a slow pluck, a brush and a pick, a spring night of warmth beneath the lotus canopy.”

After a brief separation, she runs and he chases. She has no chance of escape.

When they meet again, he seriously helps her with a problem.

She's dazed. His voice is far too lovely, his eyes and brows far too handsome, and his figure far too alluring.

“Understand?”

“No.”

Xu Xingjiang stays perfectly still, simply gazing at her.

Sheng An asks, “What are you doing?”

“Waiting for Doctor Sheng to throw herself into my arms.”