In the operating theater, Jun Xiqing was lying on the operating table. Sikong Heng was personally operating with Bai Xue as his assistant.
Halfway through, Sikong Heng took off his white gloves and glanced at Bai Xue. "Come up and help me press."
Bai Xue quickly jumped onto the operating table and took off her gloves as well. Her fair fingers grasped Sikong Heng's hand and interlocked with his, pressing down gently.
Sikong Heng's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't even told her what to do or where to press, but she already understood and did it perfectly.
They had never worked together before, but their hearts were connected.
Now that her fingers were in his palm, he could feel her smooth and smooth skin. Her fair fingers were extremely beautiful, interlocking with his. It was an indescribable match.
The two of them were so close that Sikong Heng could smell the fragrance on her body. It was the fragrance of orchids, just like how focused her beautiful eyes were at that moment.
Sikong Heng felt his attention stray for a few seconds. His attention had actually landed on this female assistant.
He didn't know why, but this female assistant gave him a very familiar feeling.
…
With Sikong Heng and Bai Xue working together, the operation was destined to be a success.
In the ward, Sikong Heng looked at the examination report and said gently, "Miss Jun, your voice has completely recovered. You can try opening your mouth now to practice making sounds."
Jun Xiqing sat on the bed, looking at the mirror in front of her. She looked at herself in the mirror and opened her mouth.
Nothing came out.
She tried a few more times, and sweat began to form on her forehead.
"Miss Jun, you might be a little nervous because you haven't spoken in a while. It's alright, you'll definitely be fine now. You just need to practice a few more times."
Jun Xiqing was very grateful to Sikong Heng, so she smiled brightly at him.
At this moment, a clear cough rang out. "Ahem."
Jun Xiqing glanced sideways and saw Fan Men.
It was Fan Men's cough, a reminder.
A tall figure stood in front of Fan Men. Lu Yeming had arrived.
Lu Yeming's deep, almond-shaped eyes landed quietly on her delicate little face, then he glanced at Sikong Heng.
She didn't know when he had arrived, but he had been standing by the door and watching. He was quiet, silent, and indescribably cold.
Jun Xiqing was confused by his stare.
Fan Men was so anxious that his palms were sweaty. His Highness had been watching for a long time. Miss Jun was smiling at Doctor Sikong.
The atmosphere in the ward was eerily quiet. Sikong Heng stood tall by the bed and closed the report in his hands unhurriedly. He looked at Lu Yeming calmly with his dark eyes hidden behind his gold-framed glasses. "President Lu, you're here? Miss Jun is recovering well and can speak now. "
Lu Yeming was silent for a second, or two. Then he slowly curved his thin lips and smiled. "Doctor Sikong's medical skills are indeed worthy of your reputation. It's been hard on you this time to get Doctor Sikong to rush over to perform a surgery. The fees must be very high. I've already asked Fan Men to prepare a cheque."
Jun Xiqing instantly furrowed her pretty brows. Doctor Sikong was the best in the medical world. He was gentle, elegant, and extremely talented. Doctor Sikong had rushed over to perform the surgery on her because of their friendship.
But now Lu Yeming had used the word 'cheque' against Doctor Sikong. It was too much.
Sikong Heng's handsome face didn't change much. "Thank you, President Lu. I'll take my leave first."
Sikong Heng left.
…
The moment Sikong Heng left, Fan Men also left. Only Lu Yeming and Jun Xiqing were left in the ward.
Lu Yeming walked over to the bed. He was dressed in a black suit with a striped vest and a white shirt. The expensive formal attire made him look even more handsome than before.
He lowered his handsome face and looked at her, then stretched out his long fingers to lift her exquisite chin. He said in a gentle voice, "Can you speak now? Ask Lu Yeming to come and listen. "
She hadn't spoken for a long time. She hadn't called him 'Lu Yeming' for a long time.
Lu Yeming had to admit that he missed the times when she was shy and angry. Sometimes, she would open her claws and call him Lu Yeming like an angry kitten.
Jun Xiqing reached out and slapped his large palm away. She turned her face to the side, refusing to look at him.
But in the next second, her small face was pinched by his large palm. Exerting force, he forced her to turn around to look at him.
Jun Xiqing was forced to raise her head, meeting his overly handsome face.
Lu Yeming's lips curled into a smile. His sharp, hawk-like gaze locked onto her little face. Looking at it inch by inch, he said slowly, "Are you angry? Tell me, what are you angry about? "
He was looking down on her from above. His nonchalant attitude was very … nasty!
Jun Xiqing reached out to push him. Her red lips moved and she said, "Do you have any interest in treating Doctor Sikong like this?"
She spoke.
Her voice was still bright and pleasing to the ear.
But Lu Yeming found it irritating. He smirked and said sarcastically, "I rushed all the way here from the parliament hoping to hear my name from your mouth. Jun Xiqing, is this what you want me to hear now? Doctor Sikong?" Jun Xiqing's eyes widened.
The first thing she said was' Doctor Sikong '.
Jun Xiqing raised her head to look at Lu Yeming. "How did Doctor Sikong offend me? First you threw a cheque at his face, and now you're not allowing me to mention it?"
Lu Yeming recalled the bright smile she had given Sikong Heng just now. His handsome face darkened.
But he was very good at controlling his temper. "Qingqing, don't make me angry, hm? Be good and call me by my name. I want to hear it. "
"President Lu, I'm not your puppet. When you're angry, you become all kinds of sarcastic and refuse to make things clear. So all I can do is please you?" Jun Xiqing got off the bed and looked at him with her bright eyes. "You're such a big shot. I can't afford to serve you!"
She turned around to leave.
After taking two steps, a large palm reached over from behind and grasped her slender wrist. He half-pushed and half-carried her against the wall.
She quickly placed her hands on his muscular chest, trying to push him away. "What are you doing? Let go of me!"
Lu Yeming looked at her extremely unwilling expression and the smile in his eyes deepened. "Looks like you've really recovered. I won't force you to call me by my name. I haven't touched you for a few days, so let me kiss you now."
He leaned over and kissed her red lips.
Jun Xiqing quickly turned her head to the side, avoiding his kiss. "Let go of me. This is a hospital and I've just recovered. Are you trying to bully me?
What do you take me for? Am I a tool for you to satisfy your lust? You always do whatever you want with me and never ask if I'm willing or not. "
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