Cheng Yanli, a renowned cardiac surgeon, went to the same therapist every Friday, pretending that he was "sick."
His therapist, Wen Li, was such a good listener that it was almost enough to give him a heart attack. When he invited her to dinner, she insisted on splitting the bill. When he brought her coffee for a follow-up, she said she would give him the biggest wedding gift when he got married. On Valentine's Day, he gave her ninety-nine roses and got a truckload of broccoli in return.
After putting up with it for six months, he finally asked her face-to-face, "Do you know why I come on Fridays?"
"Because Friday is your only free day?"
"Because you're off on Saturdays and Sundays."
Wen Li's pen paused.
"You're the root of my illness."
This time, Wen Li was the one who couldn't sleep. She booked an appointment with the cardiac surgery department. Palpitations, insomnia, irregular periods: she didn't know which department to see, so she picked the most serious one.
When her name was called in the waiting area, she pushed open the door without looking up. A steady male voice came from across the room. "What seems to be the problem?"
After she listed her symptoms, the man took off his mask. Cheng Yanli smiled at her. "Anything else?"
Wen Li turned and ran.
A week later, a bag of pears appeared on Cheng Yanli's desk, with a note: Dr. Cheng, I'm better now. Thank you for the treatment.
He stared at the pears for a long time, then turned to his assistant. "Don't you think she's hinting at something?"
"Hinting at what?"
"There's a pear in her name. Put two and two together, and she's offering herself to me."
The assistant fell silent for three seconds. "Dr. Cheng, I'd like to request some time off."
"Why?"
"Your lovesick brain is giving me an occupational injury."
- One-on-one romance, both sexually inexperienced, happy ending
- Oblivious to the max x peacock-like man who wins himself over
Theme: Do your job well
