After breakfast, Song Chuyi left for the Yan Household after bidding Dr. Xin farewell. It was only a little after eight and indeed, Changqing still wasn't up.
He carried the breakfast up and saw her sleeping on the bed horizontally. She was hugging a pillow and the diamond ring on her hand was dazzling. He knew that the ring looked good but he didn't expect it to look so nice on her long and fair fingers.
He lowered his head and watched her quietly for a while. He laughed silently. She would usually remove everything on her hands when she slept, but this time, she didn't take off the pink diamond.
He felt satisfied seeing that.
He placed the breakfast there and wanted to wake her up with a kiss. Just as his hands were about to touch her face, he thought of the smell of medicine on him and also the bloody patient he was holding last night. Although he had washed the blood off, he still felt that the smell of blood was still there.