Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Jiang Jiusheng nodded. She pursed her lips as her palms grew sweaty.
Suddenly, Shi Jin’s said, “Bite me if it hurts.”
She turned her head only to see that Shi Jin had already thrust his hand to her face. His hands were impeccable even from close up—his nails were trimmed neatly, and the whiteness was almost translucent.
How could I bear to bite such pretty hands?
Jiang Jiusheng shook her head at Shi Jin and raised her arm slightly. “I’m sorry to trouble you, Dr. Sun.”
Dr. Sun put on his gloves before lifting her swollen left arm and working on it. She bit down hard on her bottom lip as beads of perspiration started rolling down her forehead. Suddenly, a cool palm could be felt against her eyes, blocking everything in her vision.
“Don’t look.” It was Shi Jin’s charming voice.
Jiang Jiusheng found herself abruptly going into a daze.
Almost unconsciously, she heard the crisp sound of her bone cracking. It should have been painful, yet she felt nothing. All her senses were focused on the area where Shi Jin’s hand was resting.
His hand is so cold…
After resetting her joint, Shi Jin brought her to the radiology department for an X-ray. Before Jiang Jiusheng entered, he muttered, “I’ll wait for you.” Then he leaned against the wall opposite the clinic and waved his hand as a gesture for her to enter.
Having someone escort her and wait for her was a very strange feeling to Jiang Jiusheng. It made her feel numb all over, and she couldn’t tell if her dislocated left arm was the reason for this feeling.
After she entered the room, Shi Jin continued leaning against the wall, waiting quietly. Nurses would approach Shi Jin to greet him from time to time. Most were blushing young girls, and Shi Jin responded to all of them in a cold and reticent manner. Despite being clad in a white dress shirt and pants beneath his white lab coat, looking quite normal, he attracted a lot of attention.
Noble, straightforward, and sharp—Shi Jin from the heart surgery department definitely suited these three adjectives, but people could only admire him from afar. To approach him seemed out of the question.
A couple of passing nurses from the inpatient department only dared to start talking about Shi Jin after they were a distance away from him.
“I could stare at Dr. Shi’s face for ten years straight,” said one of them.
Judging by the look on her companion’s face, she evidently felt the same way. “I could play with his legs for 20 years…” She laughed.
The first nurse laughed as well. “Okay, control yourself. We still have to work.”
The two of them giggled and, for a while, were unable to properly focus on their work. All they could talk about was Dr. Shi from the heart surgery department. It was little wonder; not one of the unmarried nurses in Tianbei First Hospital wasn’t smitten with Shi Jin. The same was true of the female doctors. For instance…
“Has the medicine for Room 621, Bed 3 been dispensed?” said a clear and stable female voice. The woman sounded strong, capable, and experienced.
The two giggling nurses immediately shut their mouths and kept quiet as they lowered their heads to dispense the medicine.
“To be gossiping like that during work hours—are you that bored?”
The two young ladies exchanged a look but dared not speak. She was the beloved daughter of the dean. Her name was Mu Linlin, and she had become the chief physician of the pediatrics department at the age of 26. She was very attractive with her sharp features and had an ageless sort of charm. Even though many male doctors were in love with her, few of them dared to pursue her—likely due to her stubborn character.
That aside, something else that everyone knew was that the department head’s beloved daughter only had eyes for Dr. Shi from the heart surgery department. Even though Dr. Mu always seemed cold and aloof, the nurses had witnessed how cutely she behaved in front of Dr. Shi.
After Dr. Mu was a ways away, the nurse she had called out twisted her lips unhappily. “She’s using her public office to avenge private wrongs! She’s just unhappy that other people are talking about the person she likes.”
“Exactly. Dr. Shi isn’t her husband, so why is she acting like his wife?” the other nurse asked.
“Dr. Shi belongs to everyone!”
It was near dusk. The setting sun could be seen outside the window, elongating the shadow of the individual standing quietly in the corridor.
Another figure came walking over from the direction of the setting sun. There was a playful smile on his face.
“Hmm. You’re still waiting.”
In all of Tianbei First Hospital, the only person who would have said such a thing to Shi Jin was Xu Qingbo, his ex-classmate.
Shi Jin hummed in response. Xu Qingbo had just finished his consultations, and his stethoscope was still hanging around his neck. He looked sloppy as he leaned against the wall opposite Shi Jin, standing as if he didn’t have a backbone.
He glanced at the radiology department. “Is Jiang Jiusheng the person in there?”
Shi Jin declined to comment.
Xu Qingbo dragged out his intonation, expressing ample interest. “A rock ‘n’ roll star, I see.” He gazed at Shi Jin, and his expression suddenly turned serious after some contemplation. “What is your relationship with her?”
Shi Jin lifted his head. After thinking it over for a moment, he said seriously, “I’m her biggest fanboy.
Xu Qingbo was speechless. Do you take me for a fool?
He walked up to Shi Jin. When he spoke, he no longer sounded playful. Instead, he sounded quite serious. “If Baidu isn’t wrong, Jiang Jiusheng made her debut three years ago. And if I’m not mistaken…” Xu Qingbo paused slightly, his smile disappearing. “You’ve had a photo of her in your wallet for eight years.”
Xu Qingbo had only seen that photograph once. He’d thought she looked like a young and inexperienced lady, so his memory could have been a bit blurry, but the memory had been jolted after carefully looking into Jiang Jiusheng’s eyes.
There had been an incident that Xu Qingbo had never been able to forget. One of their roommates had sought to toy with Shi Jin by lightly touching the photograph that the latter had kept hidden in his wallet. However, things had gotten out of hand the moment that happened. It was the first time Xu Qingbo had ever witnessed Shi Jin lose his cool.
Shi Jin had gone crazy. The roommate had suffered two broken ribs as a result and had transferred to another facility. However, due to Shi Jin’s talents and accomplishments in medical school, the organization had indulged him and buried everything for his sake.
Afterward, when Xu Qingbo minored in psychology, he had been able to ascertain that Shi Jin suffered from a slight case of paranoid personality disorder. His condition was different from the typical people suffering from the same illness, as his sole trigger was the photograph in his wallet—or rather, the girl in the photograph.
After a tumultuous eight years, that same person was Shi Jin’s whole world.
“Xu Qingbo,” said Shi Jin. He very rarely called him by his full name. This time, there was no trace of his usual gentleness, and his eyes were vigilant and sharp. “Don’t ask about my private affairs.”
It was stated as a warning with a strong hint of aggression. Apart from that incident with the photograph, Xu Qingbo had never seen Shi Jin behave like that.
“Shi Jin,” he replied, “if you have some time to spare, I suggest you undergo a psychological evaluation.”