Xi Ruzhu’s hand trembled like a sieve.
The handwriting on the back of the plane ticket was exactly the small, elegant script Gu Qiusha usually practiced.
Each word and sentence, simple yet profound, was filled with deep love penned personally for her daughters.
It turned out that the plane ticket for the summer trip to the capital was never overlooked by her foster mother; she always treated her biological daughters and her the same...
Xi Ruzhu stared blankly at the ticket thrown in her face. Even with her naturally dark disposition, her eyes turned red, as if someone had choked her, preventing any sound from escaping.
Gu Qiusha did not slap her face.
But in fact, it was harsher than a slap!
The only person in this world who had ever truly cared for her now completely rejected and despised her.
Downstairs in the operating room.
Zuzi presented an "unusual request" to Bao Gucheng—to find lotus root freshly dug from a deep lake.
The on-site dean and directors all looked at this young girl as if she were crazy.
In the middle of the night, did this young girl want lotus root soup in the operating room?
Dean Sun coughed: "Well, our canteen offers late-night supper, and the pork bone soup is unlimited..."
Zuzi smiled: "I want it fresh and plump, freshly pulled from the bottom of the lake."
The emergency doctor couldn’t help but roll his eyes discreetly: "It’s not even midsummer yet; the lotus flowers haven’t bloomed. Where could you get fresh and plump lotus root?"
Bao Gucheng cast a chilly glance at him, his intimidating presence freezing the doctor’s tongue, stopping him from saying another word.
Only then did the man leisurely, but seriously agree to Zuzi: "Alright. I’ll make the arrangements."
Even though it wasn’t yet the season for lotus root.
But with the Empire’s vast territories, there’s always somewhere warm year-round where early-ripening lotus root can be found.
Zuzi’s arched her eyebrows slightly, her jade-like fingers lightly traced circles on the man’s arm: "No need to hurry too much; the blood brought in can last a while. Xiao Chenger..."
The muscles in his arm tightened: "Hmm?"
"Are you tired from the long-distance journey tonight..."
"Do you want to sleep with me..."
His Adam’s apple tightened instantly too!
What kind of bold words are these from the young woman?!
Bao Gucheng kept a straight face, barely suppressing a light flush that crept up. His sharp eyes scanned the senior doctors in the room. He didn’t want them overhearing the soft and playful words of the young woman.
Everyone held their breath and feigned ignorance, chatting about other topics.
He wrapped his long arm around her a little tighter, whispering: "Let’s discuss this outside."
Zuzi cooperated: "Sure."
Bao Gucheng nearly tucked Zuzi under his arm, quickly leading her out of the operating room. Her simple white dress flared into a graceful arc due to his brisk pace.
Once they reached a secluded spot.
The man unexpectedly pinned her against the wall with a swift move.
His deep breath slowly pressed down on her: "Say what you just said again, to Mr. Bo."
His voice was hoarse, enticing.
Zuzi was oblivious, her eyes seemed filled with innocent starlight: "Hmm. I said, you don’t need to rush finding the lotus root? The little grass carp can wait."
"Uh-huh. I said, aren’t you a bit tired from the long journey?"
"Oh. I was going to ask you if you want to sleep with me..."
This phrase, spoken from the sweetly innocent Zuzi’s lips, seemed particularly alluring.
Bao Gucheng exerted immense willpower to restrain himself from doing anything inappropriate in a public place.
Turning away, his voice was both low and serious—