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He vividly remembered how, back in the day, Fu Xinheng would wake him up in the dead of night to scold him over the smallest mistakes, leaving him no chance to sleep.

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Chengyuan's mouth twitched slightly. He waved at her, "Come on, let's grab something to eat."

Xie Wanying seemed to catch the strange curve at the corner of Senior Li's mouth, and her heart skipped a beat, thumping twice.

They arrived at the doctors' lounge, where Yin Fengchun, having just finished a phone call, returned and started eating the crab roe noodles his girlfriend had brought for him.

Doctor Dong asked him, "When are you two getting married?"

Yin Fengchun let out a sneeze: Marriage? He wanted to, but the problem was, she wasn't in a hurry.

Doctor Dong remembered that his girlfriend was several years younger than him.

Was his childhood friend really going to marry Doctor Yin? Xie Wanying thought to herself. If so, it was happening so fast. Love truly was astonishing.

"What about you guys?" Doctor Dong turned to ask the other single men and women present.

The group that was asked rolled their eyes at him: "Do you think you're the Matchmaker God or something?"

Huang Zhilei adjusted his glasses and thought: Little Junior Sister and Senior Cao might be next.

After finishing their late-night snack, everyone went to sleep. Doctor Dong was on duty for the second half of the night and didn't call them. Xie Wanying followed Teacher Xin and managed to sleep for about five hours in the on-call room. When she got up, it was six o'clock. After a quick trip to the restroom to freshen up, she saw that the teacher was still asleep. She decided to head out alone to check on the patients for the teacher.

With no new patients at the moment, the triage desk in the emergency hall was unusually empty and tranquil—a rare sight. The frenzied activity of the previous night's first half felt like a distant dream.

The sound of leather shoes stepping onto the steps at the entrance was strikingly distinct in the early morning stillness.

Hearing the footsteps, Xie Wanying stopped walking and turned her head. Bathing in the golden morning light by the doorway was a figure wearing a gray trench coat, dashing yet travel-worn. She was taken aback: It was Senior Cao.

As the saying goes, "Clothes make the man," and Senior Cao wasn't just handsome—he had an impeccable sense of style, emanating refined taste.

Teacher Lu once said that Senior Cao had a knack for living well, and it was true. Coincidentally, that was exactly the kind of person she admired.

Wait a second, why was Senior Cao here at the hospital this early for the emergency department? His clothes weren't properly buttoned—did he rush here to see an emergency patient?

Cao Yong had indeed hurried over. His clumsy junior had been too scared to tell him anything last night, only sending a text to update him early in the morning. As soon as Cao Yong got the message, he didn't hesitate—he grabbed a coat and dashed out, driving straight to the hospital. His hair was uncombed, he only managed to brush his teeth and splash some water on his face, and his trench coat was left unbuttoned, making him appear slightly disheveled.

Fortunately, as a doctor, rushing back to the hospital in such a hurry to save a patient was something he was all too familiar with.

A nurse passing by spotted him and greeted him: "Dr. Cao."

"You all worked hard last night," Cao Yong replied.

"Dr. Cao, you're here so early. Who are you here to see?" the nurse asked, curious about the situation that had brought him to the emergency department.

"I'm looking for someone," Cao Yong said, his long, intent gaze falling directly on Xie Wanying's face.

Seeing that he didn't elaborate and being too busy to linger, the nurse continued pushing the treatment cart on her way.

"Senior, which patient are you here to see?" Xie Wanying asked, wondering if perhaps she could show Senior Cao the way.

Her words alone revealed that she hadn't taken last night's incident to heart. He couldn't help but admire her formidable composure while his heart was still pounding from the scare.

Taking large strides toward her, Cao Yong spoke in a low, powerful voice, "Can't I be looking for you?"

Senior Cao was here for her? Xie Wanying blinked, recalling the incident from the previous night. "Senior Cao, about that—"

"Can I hold you for a moment?"

Clearly, he was still shaken by what had happened to her last night. Xie Wanying nodded.

He extended his arm, and that strong arm wrapped around her delicate shoulder in a deep, almost crushing embrace, as though trying to envelop her into his very bones. His palm pressed against her back, checking her body for any signs of distress. His breathing grew slightly heavier, and his heart trembled faintly along with hers.