I Found My Ex-Boyfriend's Medical Record at the Proctology Clinic

After returning from his advanced studies, He Bing went to the hospital's colorectal surgery department to see his older brother. By chance, he spotted a medical chart left behind by a patient on the desk. The name on it looked very familiar: Li Zheng, his ex?

Curious, he opened the chart and saw the latest clinical note: digital rectal exam, laxity.

"What does that mean?" he asked his brother.

"Overuse," his brother said with a shake of his head. "Young people these days... They only care about feeling good and don't take care of their health."

He Bing: …

He Bing had just returned from abroad. He was handsome and capable, and among the offers from all those Fortune 500 companies, he picked the most prestigious one.

He didn't expect to run into his ex at the company's new employee welcome dinner.

Years had passed, but his ex was still as handsome as ever, the center of attention. Everyone called him Young Master Li.

Who could have guessed that beneath that handsome exterior lurked such a despicable, contemptible soul?

He Bing avoided his ex's gaze and pretended not to know him. But after the welcome dinner, his ex cornered him outside the hotel.

"It's been five years, and you're still so proud," his ex said with a half-smile.

"You've certainly changed a lot," He Bing said coolly. "You went from being a top to getting examined in colorectal surgery."

His ex: "?"

The thing Li Zheng regretted most in his life was lending his medical chart to his best friend.

"I'm doomed. My ex-wife won't listen to my explanation." He tugged his hair into a turkey's crest, looking miserable. "How do I make him believe I haven't switched to being a bottom?"

His best friend: "1. Get your attending physician to confirm it. 2. Use your colorectal exam report as evidence. 3. Win him back, be honest with each other, and prove it through action."

Li Zheng picked the hardest option, number three.

He was careful to emphasize, "A good horse doesn't eat the grass behind it. I'm only going to prove my innocence, not get back together with him."

But a few days later...

Li Zheng was happily working as He Bing's part-time driver, personal bodyguard, jogging buddy, and live-in roommate...

When his best friend questioned him, he said serenely, "You call this being a simp? This is what it means for Heaven to entrust someone with a great task: first it wears down his mind and works his body to the bone."

His best friend was staring at his phone like an old man on the subway when he accidentally glimpsed Li Zheng's WeChat and saw:

[Li Zheng]: Honey, I miss you. Send me a photo [muah]

The photo below showed a cool, beautiful man, bleary-eyed with sleep, his collar hanging open. A hickey on his neck left plenty to the imagination...

His best friend turned green with envy: Sure, a good horse doesn't eat the grass behind it? You're more like a stubborn donkey digging its way back into the stable!

The blurb may be revised, but the premise won't change. A short, sweet story.

Theme: Cherish the people who love you