After the night rain, he thought the sky would clear up.
But unexpectedly, it began to snow. It wasn’t just a tiny bit of snow that melted as soon as it touched the ground. When he pulled the curtains apart and looked out, all he could see were fluttering snowflakes.
Yan Cheng tossed the phone back to Chen Jinyao and looked down at her, lips turning up. He said, matter-of-factly, “Stay at home and rest these next few days. You own the clinic anyway, it’s okay to skip work.”
“Besides, it’s the weekends tomorrow,” he added.
“…” Chen Jinyao dared not affirm that. She shrunk her head back into her blanket, leaving behind only a pair of large eyes. After a short moment of silence, she said, “You think I’m just like you, able to enjoy a retirement life at home? Go and take a look at yourself in the mirror, you’re getting fat! You won’t look good if you get fatter.”
Yan Cheng did not pay attention to such deliberate provocations.
In truth, with the imminent reopening of the Er Pavilion, there were many things that required his presiding over. Seems like he won’t have many days left where he could play with the cat all day at home.
He took a deep sigh and slowly headed for the bed, tugging at Chen Jinyao’s long hair that was draped over the pillow, he forcefully changed the topic. “Your last period didn’t seem this bad, did it?”
Chen Jinyao clicked her tongue and shook her head to shake off Yan Cheng’s hand that was messing up her hair. “It hurts about this much most of the time.” The less painful ones were in the minority, or so to say the ones that didn’t hurt so much that she couldn’t stand it.
Yan Cheng’s hand paused.
Then, his frown grew even deeper.
Staring at her pale, bloodless cheeks, he said, “Go have it checked out at the hospital later.”
“No need.” Chen Jinyao popped her head back out of the covers. Raising her jaw slightly, she said, “I’ll be back to life in two days.”
Yan Cheng’s brows frowned even further.
He clearly disagreed with what Chen Jinyao said.
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