Chapter 157: Would He Be This Gentle Too?
“Really?”
“When has Uncle Song ever lied?”
Changqing felt the rims of her eyes warming up inexplicably. Her body was suddenly gently pushed forward by someone. A woman in her thirties walked in and said, “Dr. Song, it was troublesome for you to take care of our Xiao Yu. Aiya, you spent money to buy her food again.”
“It’s okay; it wasn’t much money.” Song Chuyi turned back and saw Changqing, who was standing by the door and was dumbfounded for a while. He put the child back in her hospital bed quickly.
However, Xiao Yu grabbed onto him and refused to let go. “Uncle Song, you said you would carry me for a long time.”
Xiao Yu’s grandma smiled. “Uncle Song still has many patients to look after. If you’re going to hog him, what would happen to the other children?”
Only then did Xiao Yu let go of his arm unwillingly.
“I’ll come and visit you when I’m free later.” Song Chuyi grazed her nose and pulled away Changqing, who was standing by the door.
Changqing followed him and said, “I noticed it was still early, so I brought supper for you on the way.”
“Mm.” Song Chuyi took a look at the box she was carrying in her hands, putting his arm around her waist as they walked towards his office.
Changqing glanced at his features under the pale hospital lights and the image of him carrying the child gently earlier surfaced in her mind. A surge of warmth flowed from her heart.
She had never thought that the aloof Song Chuyi could be so gentle to a child and even buy food for her. He looked adept in carrying the child. With one look, she could tell he did it often.
Would he be this gentle too if they had children in the future?
In the past, Changqing had never thought about this. For some reason, when she witnessed that scene just now, she felt her heart throbbing as though she had seen Song Chuchu become a father.
When they entered the office, Song Chuyi closed the door, took off his coat and hung it behind the door. He turned his head around and asked, “What did you buy for supper?”
Changqing blinked and opened the supper box. There were conches, braised chicken feet, braised duck tongue, fresh oysters and scallops.
“I haven’t eaten either.” Changqing realized from looking at his eyes that he might be thinking she bought too much, so she immediately explained.
“Then let’s eat together.” Song Chuyi took a bowl of egg fried rice.
Changqing, in contrast, was picking through conches slowly. She saw from him eating ravenously from her peripheral vision and felt quite happy. It seemed her supper delivery came in time.
However, after eating for a while, she noticed Song Chuyi only ate that bowl of egg fried rice and nothing else.
Changqing looked at the mountain of food and was unsatisfied. “Why are you only eating the egg fried rice?”
“This braised food isn’t clean. Most of it is made from dead animals which are left aside for a long time. Also, there are bacteria in conches. It’s fine if they’re washed thoroughly, but there are very few shops outside that wash them thoroughly.” Song Chuyi frowned. “You should eat less of this stuff in the future. You can have things like porridge for supper.”
Changqing felt her spirits dampening from everything he said. She pouted and was unsatisfied. “It’s no fun eating supper with you.”
Song Chuyi opened his mouth and just as he was about to speak, Chuyi suddenly grabbed a braised chicken foot and stuffed it into his mouth.
Song Chuyi froze. Chuyi stood up and covered his mouth. “Don’t you dare spit it out. Eat it.”
Only then did he brace himself and finish the chicken foot. When he was done, his brows were tightly-knitted.
“It’s good, right?” Changqing said with a smile.
Song Chuyi twisted his thermos flask open and took a sip of water.
“I want to drink too.” Changqing moved over. She didn’t even wipe her oily mouth before she pressed it against the thermos flask. When she was done drinking, there was a circular oily lip stain on the edge of the thermos flask.
Song Chuyi took a piece of tissue and wiped the oil stain away meticulously.
Changqing snorted. “You despise me? Then I’m going to drink more.”
Song Chuyi covered her little mouth. Changqing turned her face away and landed a kiss right on his mouth.
The scab on his lip had already healed and fallen off. There was a mark but the wound had healed and it was as soft as before.
Song Chuyi stared at her with his dark and gloomy eyes. After a short while, he took a breath in and said, “You keep eating.”
The atmosphere in the air-conditioned room was a little heated up. Changqing ate silently for a while before smacking her head and asking, “What illness did the little girl earlier have?”
“Intracranial tumor.”
Changqing revealed a sympathetic expression. “An illness like that at such a young age. Where’s her father?”
“She doesn’t have one.” Song Chuyi said lightly, “This child was borne by her mother before marriage. I heard that when her mother was a few months pregnant, her father married another woman and it was her mother who insisted on giving birth to the child. It’s always been her mother, grandmother and grandfather raising her. Her mother has taken up several jobs a day in order to treat her illness. She was basically cared for by her grandmother in the hospital. However, their family has already used up most of their money.”
“That’s too pitiful.” Changqing felt upset upon hearing that. “How could a father like that exist?”
“In the hospital, you can encounter several fathers like this in a day. It’s normal.” Song Chuyi didn’t have any additional expression on his face.
Changqing looked at him silently and suddenly seemed to understand that the Song Chuyi under this skin was actually very soft-hearted, just like how he treated that little girl earlier. “That… Can I make a donation?”
“There should be no need for now. Her family’s already paid for the operation the day after tomorrow. If it fails, we won’t be able to save her life.” Song Chuyi suddenly lowered his voice.
“Yet you still promised you could save her.” Changqing pouted.
“It’s not that there’s no hope. I just don’t agree with saying these things to children. A child’s mental capacity to handle such things is weaker, to begin with.” Song Chuyi paused for a while and said, “If I really can’t save her, I would let her leave without any pain.”
Changqing was astounded. Her heart felt like it was gripped tightly and she wasn’t even in the mood to eat.
She put her chopsticks down and said seriously, “Then you have to save her.”
“… Do I need you to tell me this?” Song Chuyi swept her a gaze languidly. “Not eating anymore?”
Changqing shook her head. “I’m full.”
“… Do you want a hug?” Song Chuyi suddenly reached his arms out towards her.
Changqing blushed and grumbled, “Do you take me for a child?”
Song Chuyi moved his eyes languidly, telling her very obviously: what did he take her for if not a child?
Changqing thought angrily. Who would do such things with a child every day?
“Forget it if you don’t want a hug.” Song Chuyi put his arms down.
Changqing regretted it. If she had known earlier, she would’ve still gone in for the hug.
She liked being hugged by her father when she was young. Now that she had grown up, she liked being hugged by her husband.
“Song Chuchu…” She suddenly said vaguely, “Why don’t we have a child?”
Song Chuyi was dumbfounded and looked astonished.
“I think… children seem quite cute too.” After Changqing finished speaking, she started imagining things. Her child with Song Chuchu shouldn’t look bad no matter who the child looked like. Even if their daughter looked like her father, she should be pretty too.
Besides, Song Chuchu would definitely be able to take very good care of their baby.
“Changqing, having a child isn’t so easy.” Song Chuyi muttered for a while and replied, “Right now, we’re busy with our work. A child can’t be tossed to a nanny to look after from the moment it’s born. If you’re pregnant, especially for people in your line of work, you’ll have to put your hosting job on hold the moment you go out of shape. Besides, you won’t be able to go out every day and have to be content with staying at home to raise the child. At the same time, I’m very busy with work right now and I don’t have much time for you. I’m afraid I won’t be able to attend to your emotions. When you’re pregnant, you’ll have to stop work for at least a month. You won’t be able to eat anything spicy in a year; otherwise, the child could become heaty easily when he drinks your milk. You won’t be able to drink and socialize, and you’ll have to come home on time to breastfeed. Don’t think of pregnancy as very easy. It’s not just about us sleeping together or a sperm fertilizing an egg.”
Changqing blanked out from everything he said. She had never considered these things before.
“Let’s wait till next year or the year after,” Song Chuyi said. “You’re still young, and I’m still young too.”
“… Oh.” Changqing knew he was right, but there was still a sense of dejection that she couldn’t help feeling. She felt a little embarrassed. He wasn’t even thinking of having a child, yet she even brought up the topic.
Actually, now that she thought about it, it was true. Song Chuchu had always taken preventive measures. Even if he didn’t, he never ejaculated inside her.
“You’re right. It’s getting late—I’ll head back first.” Changqing stood up and said, “I’m not going to clear up the trash, so I’ll leave you to it.”
She took her bag and turned to leave.
Song Chuyi watched as she walked to the door. Suddenly, he stood up and hugged her from behind.
Changqing froze. She felt his lips by her ear as he said, “I don’t want to have a baby right now mainly because I already have one.”
Changqing’s heart thumped faster. She turned her head around and snuck a peek at his handsome profile and said softly and hoarsely, “There’s no baby.”
His deep-set eyes watched her intensely. Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. His voice was slightly hoarse. “Are you not my baby?”
Changqing blinked. Her beating little heart suddenly felt like it stopped. She looked at him foolishly and her heart kept sinking and sinking until it sank into a pot filled to the brim with honey. A lot of honey overflowed and every corner was filled with sweetness.
“I don’t want to be your baby…” she said coyly with her face blushing.
“Silly,” Song Chuyi said softly and kissed her full and red lips overbearingly.
At that moment, the emergency bell on the wall suddenly rang urgently.
The two bodies froze.
Song Chuchu froze for a good three seconds. He quickly bent down to pick up her skirt and bag for her as he said in a low tone, “Go back first. There should be an emergency patient in the ward. Have a good night’s rest and I’ll come back tomorrow morning to finish you up.”
He pinched her little face and opened the door quickly, walking out.
The moment he left, Changqing squatted down and covered her face with embarrassment.
How embarrassing, how embarrassing. She almost did something despicable.
In the office…
Thank goodness it didn’t happen.
Changqing tried to calm herself down before clearing the trash on Song Chuyi’s table and leaving the hospital building.
On the way, Changqing still felt sweet and excited.
When she was sleeping at night, Song Chuchu’s “Are you not my baby” kept echoing in her mind.
It was the best thing she had heard the entire year.
Changqing opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. Every cell of hers was rejoicing and flaring up.
It wasn’t until two in the morning when she finally fell asleep groggily.
The next day, when she was still sound asleep, she was awoken by a blazing hot kiss.
“Chuchu…” Changqing wasn’t awake yet. She thought she was dreaming, raising her arms and wrapping them around his neck.