Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 195: Remember to Bring My Brother’s Card (1)

Just then, Shen Lingxing was finally satisfied, "What delicious food did you make today?" Shen Lingxing glanced sideways, his eyes sweeping towards the bag on his desk.

"Can’t you look for yourself!" Mi Jing held a grudge in her heart and didn’t give Shen Lingxing a good look.

Haha.

Shen Lingxing chuckled inwardly, finding his wife’s sulky look to be uniquely beautiful.

With his long legs pushing against the floor, the swivel chair rolled forward slightly with the force. Then, Shen Lingxing extended his long arm, reaching for the bag containing the lunchboxes, when Mi Jing’s small hand slapped his arm, disapprovingly saying, "Do you care about hygiene? Go wash your hands quickly!"

"I’m not washing, nothing could be cleaner than you."

Upon hearing that, Mi Jing’s pretty face instantly flushed red, she silently rebuked that this man was too much of a flirt. Perhaps even after practicing for another twenty or thirty years, she wouldn’t reach his level!

Ignoring Shen Lingxing, Mi Jing took the bag from the desk and pulled out the lunchboxes.

"Hiss..."

In the suddenly quiet atmosphere, Mi Jing’s gasp was unexpectedly abrupt and clear, drifting into Shen Lingxing’s ears, causing his heart to tighten involuntarily.

"What’s wrong?" Shen Lingxing’s brow quickly furrowed with worry and concern, looking at Mi Jing and asking gently.

"It’s nothing."

Mi Jing instinctively hid her cut left hand under the table, but such an obvious action couldn’t escape Shen Lingxing’s keen eyes.

"Let me see." Shen Lingxing reached out his hand, signaling Mi Jing to extend hers.

"It’s really nothing, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Lingxing had already grabbed her small hand assertively and spotted the cut on her middle finger after a quick glance.

"How did you hurt yourself?" Although it was just a minor cut, seeing the conspicuous red mark on Mi Jing’s fair hand made Shen Lingxing feel a bit distressed. Moreover, he was slightly annoyed with himself for not noticing the injury earlier due to his brief loss of control.

"I just accidentally cut myself with a kitchen knife while chopping meat." Mi Jing was slightly embarrassed to admit her clumsiness, feeling inadequate as cooking is supposed to be a simple task that others handle with ease, but she was still awkward.

"Don’t cook anymore." Shen Lingxing hugged Mi Jing, helping her sit down in a chair while speaking.

"I..."

"Sit still." Shen Lingxing sternly instructed.

After giving this instruction, Shen Lingxing stepped into the lounge to wash his hands and then retrieved a band-aid, cotton swabs, and medical alcohol from the first aid kit.

"No need to disinfect, it will heal in a couple of days." Mi Jing dismissed the minor wound.

"Don’t move!"

Shen Lingxing firmly pressed Mi Jing back into the chair, showing more care for her body than Mi Jing herself.

After Shen Lingxing put the band-aid in place, Mi Jing happily raised her hand to inspect it, feeling warm inside from his thoughtfulness.

"Why aren’t you wearing your ring?" Shen Lingxing noticed Mi Jing’s bare left hand and asked suddenly.

"I’m afraid of losing it, so I put it in the safe along with the jade bracelet," Mi Jing replied honestly with full confidence.

"Wear the ring whenever you go out. If you lose it, I’ll get you a new one."

"Getting a new one would change its meaning," Mi Jing murmured softly.

All the gifts were from him, how could they differ in meaning?

Shen Lingxing couldn’t quite understand Mi Jing’s thoughts but felt firmly that she should wear the ring as a sign she was married, resolutely saying, "No matter what, you must always wear the ring on your hand from now on." He didn’t want other men eyeing his wife!

"Okay." Seeing his firm attitude, Mi Jing could only agree.

Shen Lingxing returned the medical alcohol to its place, and at this moment, Mi Jing noticed the neglected lunchboxes.

The lunchboxes were insulated, but due to the cold weather and sitting for too long, the food had become cold.

"Why don’t we go out for lunch?" Mi Jing closed the lunchbox lids and proposed to Shen Lingxing with a gentle smile.

"Didn’t you bring lunch?" Shen Lingxing glanced at the lunchboxes on the desk, confused.

"It’s cold."

"Wait here, I’ll go heat it up."

The seventh floor, the top floor of the hospital building, housed a large conference room and a spacious pantry with coffee machines, water dispensers, microwave ovens, and other common appliances and utensils, all readily available.

"I heard the director’s wife is quite pretty, have any of you seen her?"

"I have, she’s actually quite average, not very pretty, just like the type you see everywhere on the street."

"Really? How come everyone’s opinions differ?"

Just as Shen Lingxing stepped out of the door, he heard some people gossiping about Mi Jing, his expression darkened instantly, and his aura became imposing!

"Di... Director..."

None of them expected the busy director with his own office to come to the pantry, let alone catch them discussing his gossip. Suddenly, the doctors and nurses present felt extremely nervous.

"Who just said my wife is average, common looking?"

"Uh..." The group was frightened, looking at each other and remaining silent.

"Did I mishear?" Shen Lingxing’s cold gaze swept across their faces, his voice turning icily sharp.

"It... it was me." Pressured by Shen Lingxing’s menacing presence, a young nurse raised her hand slightly and admitted.

"Go settle your wages at the finance office this afternoon."

As soon as Shen Lingxing spoke, the rest didn’t dare to breathe heavily, and the young nurse looked as if she was about to cry, wanting to plead for leniency. But Shen Lingxing’s cold voice rang out again, "Get out!"

Thump thump—

In two to three seconds, everyone quickly rushed out while pulling the young nurse along.

Shen Lingxing rarely showed his emotions in front of his subordinates and seldom cared about gossip involving him. But when it came to Mi Jing, he was particularly sensitive. Comments about her being beautiful, he wouldn’t mind because they were true—his wife was indeed pretty.

However, comments like the one made by the nurse earlier not only annoyed him but also made him uncomfortable. As a healthcare worker, if you lack the eye for appreciating beauty and the heart for kindness, how can you genuinely and responsibly care for patients?

More importantly, how was his wife not beautiful? In his eyes, she was practically as beautiful as a fairy!

After lunch, Mi Jing followed Shen Lingxing out of the hospital, and on the way, she distinctly felt the hospital staff giving them strange looks, not just out of curiosity but also with an indescribable oddness. Consequently, Mi Jing turned to scrutinize Shen Lingxing thoroughly but found nothing amiss, so she asked, "Do I have something on my face? Or is there something wrong? Why are everyone’s looks so weird?"

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