Su Yan felt a bit happy.

But she didn’t know how to express it.

So she could only kiss him.

Song Yujing leaned in but didn’t embrace her.

He was just very close.

Lowered his head.

"Went out?"

Su Yan nodded, reaching out to hug him.

Song Yujing couldn’t help but curl his lips.

Soon returned to his icy demeanor.

He knew she would hug him.

His wife seemed to really enjoy touching him.

Either a hug or holding hands.

Or tugging at his clothes.

In any case, as long as he was around, she always liked to be close to him.

He didn’t like others touching him.

However, this person was his wife.

Moreover, just like him, she liked using disinfectant.

Hmm, he didn’t mind.

Su Yan didn’t know what he was thinking.

She just said,

"Want to get some food?"

She was hungry.

Just as she was speaking.

Su Yan’s phone vibrated.

She pulled out her phone.

The call was from someone named "sweetheart" again.

She glanced at it and then turned off the call.

When she looked up again.

She looked at Song Yujing.

It was clearly still that cold face.

But she just felt like the face seemed colder than before.

She saw he wasn’t speaking.

Asked again,

"Do you want to eat?"

Song Yujing reached out to pull off Su Yan’s hand.

Sitting back in his seat.

"No."

He left those two cold words.

And turned to the patient’s medical case next to him.

Su Yan was taken aback by him.

"You...aren’t hungry?"

She glanced at the time, it was already half-past twelve.

Can he still have the energy to see patients without eating?

Song Yujing didn’t answer.

It seemed like they had gone back to the beginning overnight.

He treated her like air, and the two were distant.

She stepped forward to tug at his clothes.

"Really not hungry?"

Even though skipping a meal won’t kill you.

But she’s just afraid he’d be starved.

While thinking, she eyed the cake on the table.

If he’s hungry, he can also eat some cake.

After those thoughts.

Su Yan left.

Just as she stepped out from the consultation room.

Song Yujing smashed the rose.

He sat on the chair, expressionless, closing his eyes to calm himself down.

It seemed that since he was big, he’d never been angrier than now.

As if the rage was about to devour his sanity.

Just now, the name saved for the phone call was "sweetheart"??

Who is it?

Song Yujing thought for a long time.

Then, one person’s information fixed itself in his mind.

Following that, Song Yujing’s face turned pale.

While incessantly giving him gifts, she’s also entangled with that lover??

And saved them as "sweetheart"?

Is the lover her sweetheart? Then what is he?

Isn’t he just a nominal husband in her eyes?

Song Yujing’s thoughts were mixed.

Anger overpowered reason.

His dark eyes were extraordinarily deep.

The pen in his hand clicked against the paper.

Leaving a drop of ink.

Su Yan realized something was off only upon returning to the ward.

As she left, she felt Song Yujing didn’t look right.

Seemed angry.

But she couldn’t figure out why.

She had given flowers and kisses.

Could it be because she kissed him?

He couldn’t stand it due to his cleanliness habits.

No, when kissing him he seemed not angry.

And looked like he wanted her to continue kissing.

Su Yan thought for a long time.

Finally pinpointed the crux.

When did his expression start looking off?

It was right after she took out her phone and pressed that call.