Lin Wenbin, who wasn’t very good at holding his liquor, was dragged into Jing Zhe’s dormitory by Zhou Mikang and forcibly tucked into bed under a comforter, muttering, "If you dare to treat my sister badly, I’ll beat you to death!..."
Zhou Mikang shook his head with a chuckle, went to get him a cup of water, and transferred it between two pots until the temperature dropped before making Lin Wenbin gulp it down.
Now that he knew the other’s limits with alcohol, he could never again let him drink so much on a whim. But then again, this guy was quite persistent—he had managed to stay up for over two hours until Chuxia came out before finally succumbing to his drunkness, indirectly showing Chuxia’s importance in his heart.
Perhaps the bonds between people are indeed miraculous. Like him, although he had three sisters, he just felt closest to Xiao Rao... Thinking of his youngest sister made his heart sink, so he quickly forced himself to stop those thoughts.
On the other bed, Cheng Guo, who had been asleep, sat up in a daze, sizing up the person standing in the room. Suddenly, he straightened up and saluted, "Good evening, Commander!"
Zhou Mikang returned the military salute helplessly, "Who are you trying to scare in the middle of the night ? Go back to bed and sleep."
"Yes, sir!" said Cheng Guo, hurrying back to bed. But he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Seeing his discomfort, Zhou Mikang could only say, "If you can’t sleep, then get up."
"Yes," Cheng Guo sighed with relief, quickly sitting up, then suddenly, his face turned beet red, "Com... Commander, I’m sorry, I didn’t hurt your sister-in-law, did I?"
Zhou Mikang didn’t know what had happened previously and looked at him puzzled, "How could you have hurt Chuxia? What happened?"
Cheng Guo then regretted it so much he wanted to bite off his own tongue. Why was he such a blabbermouth? If the commander found out what he had done earlier, would he skin him alive?
Chuxia was dozing off at the table when she felt a tightness on her arm, and immediately afterward, her body involuntarily lifted into the air. Frightened, she jolted awake only to find herself being carried out by Zhou Mikang in his arms.
"What are you doing?" Chuxia hastily pinched him, stealing glances toward Song Xiaoyu’s direction. Thankfully, the other woman was resting her head on the table, completely unaware of their little movement.
Zhou Mikang remained silent, holding Chuxia as he walked straight out of the office. As they passed by, two nurses almost dropped their jaws in astonishment.
Great, her reputation at the hospital was thoroughly ruined by this man. Everyone knew she was married, but very few knew to whom.
The thing was, the medical staff had mutually assumed she’d married some country boy who tilled the land. They deliberately avoided the topic, fearing it might hurt her feelings.
And now, here she was, being hugged and carried by a military man in full view of everyone. Who knew how this would be gossiped about?
Sigh, it looked like her secret identity wasn’t going to stay secret for much longer. With that thought, she resolutely looked at Zhou Mikang, "Put me down."
Zhou Mikang continued walking, completely ignoring her. Find the newest release on n0velfire.net
Chuxia frowned, "I will have a serious talk with you about whatever it is, but let me say goodbye to my colleagues first. If you don’t want me to divorce you, then listen to me."
Halting his steps, Zhou Mikang put her down. Just then, the two nurses slowly passed by. Chuxia smiled at them, "Nurse Ma, Nurse Qi, you’re on duty today?"
Not expecting Chuxia to greet them, they paused for a moment, then quickly nodded in response.
Chuxia pointed to the grim-faced man beside her, "This is my husband, Zhou Mikang." Then she introduced the two nurses to him, "These are my colleagues, Nurse Ma Yan, Nurse Qi Jiee."
Although Ma Yan and Qi Jiee didn’t know Zhou Mikang, his uniform was clearly of an exceptional quality, naturally indicating his status. The two nurses exchanged a perplexed look, somewhat at a loss.
Fortunately, by that time, Zhou Mikang had already nodded to them and continued walking by himself. Chuxia waved at them and quickly followed him.
Coming out of the restroom, Wang Jing ran into Ma Yan and Qi Jiee, who quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her back into the restroom.
"What’s going on with you two?" Wang Jing surveyed them, "Raising a ruckus in the middle of the night, what’s the matter?"
"I’m asking you, do you know who your junior sister married?"
"Yes, yes, do you know?"
They both eagerly asked her.
"I know," Wang Jing looked at them with suspicion, "What does it matter to you who Chuxia married?"