[Former genius medical researcher turned useless little wife gong x cold-faced, devoted, wealthy doctor shou]
Dr. Xiao was a young and successful genius in medicine, gifted in both looks and talent, and one of the foremost specialists in rare diseases.
He successfully found a cure for a terminal illness and won a prestigious medical award, but on the night of the ceremony, he leaped from the rooftop clutching a medical file.
"If I could do it over... this time, let me be the one to get this damn terminal illness."
The medical file scattered through the air, its pages blooming like peach blossoms across the sky. Every page bore the same name:
Zhao Huaian, Xiao En's husband, who had died of a terminal illness five years earlier.
Xiao En lay in an intensive care bed, his whole body aching. Looking down at his blue-and-white hospital gown, he murmured, "I fell from such a tall building, and I still didn't die."
He soon realized that he hadn't survived. He had died and been reborn as a critically ill patient with a terminal disease and only days left to live.
The good news: Xiao En had the very illness he had cured.
The bad news: he was the only one who could treat it.
Xiao En was so sick he didn't even have the strength to peel an apple. How could he operate on himself?
In a daze, he felt someone watching him. The person wore a neat white coat, and the name badge read: "Zhao... Zhao Huaian."
Xiao En's eyes reddened, and he cried out emotionally, "Hubby!"
Dr. Zhao, writing his medical notes: "?"
Zhao Huaian was pursued by his patient every day.
The man was his junior by three years. He'd pursued Zhao Huaian from university right through to his PhD, then joined the same hospital and studied the same rare disease.
But before they could find a cure, Xiao En fell ill.
Every expert said the disease was incurable, but Zhao Huaian refused to believe them. He researched day and night, trying to save Xiao En's life.
Then Xiao En casually told him, "Hubby, this disease can be cured. Lean in and I'll tell you..."
Zhao Huaian adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "Don't call me hubby."
"Fine. I'll call you that after we get married."
Zhao Huaian: "..."
Just as Xiao En had said, the disease could be cured. As his condition improved day by day, he began pursuing Zhao Huaian relentlessly.
"Doctor, you're so handsome. Let's date!"
Beneath Zhao Huaian's unapproachable expression was a heart that loved Xiao En deeply. So the two of them naturally got married, and their life together was very sweet.
The only problem was that Xiao En no longer wanted to work. He was wasting all his talent and preferred to stay home in the mansion Zhao Huaian had given him, spending money like water on expensive, useless little trinkets.
Xiao En: "What's the point of working when spending money is so much fun?"
Zhao Huaian was wealthy and happy to let Xiao En spend as he pleased, but he was always worried: if he died again, would Xiao En take his own life as he had in his previous life?
Xiao En needed something besides him to keep living for.
After working late into the night, Zhao Huaian came home to Xiao En's heart-melting greeting: "Welcome home, hubby."
Xiao En wore an enticing apron for a little role-play, and Zhao Huaian felt his whole body heat up.
Fighting to hold himself back, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao En, starting tomorrow, you're being kicked out."
Xiao En stared at him in shock. "But Huaian, I can't do anything if I leave home."
Zhao Huaian resolutely turned his head away.
Xiao En's eyes darted around. He lifted one corner of his apron and said in a clingy voice:
"Hubby, you absolutely can't bear to kick me out, can you?"
P.S. Both leads are sexually inexperienced, and both are reborn.
Younger gong.
Xiao En is the gong, Zhao Huaian is the shou. The couple are deeply in love.
Theme: Love can overcome anything.
