Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

The onlookers stared at the high-quality clothes, thrown to the ground and getting messy, shaking their heads in regret.

Her outburst left everyone stunned. When Ji Chuan heard the commotion outside, he opened the door and witnessed the scene, his face so tense it seemed to be wringing out water.

He shouted at the nurses enjoying the spectacle: ”What are you looking at? Maintain the hospital’s normal order.”

After speaking, the door slammed shut again.

Qiu Xinyi realized she had made a fool of herself and left angrily.

The corridor finally quieted down, Ji Chuan emerged, saw it had been cleaned up, then summoned the hospital maintenance staff to replace the lock on his door.

From then on, Ji Chuan ensured his office was locked whenever he was out, never allowing anyone to casually enter or exit his office.

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After the check-up at the hospital, Yan Huan only had a concussion, nothing major. Just two days of IV therapy would suffice.

She waited in the hospital for two days without seeing Ji Chuan, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

Determined to question Ji Chuan about his intentions, she called twice but found the line busy each time. Frustrated, she tossed the phone aside and returned to her ward.

The nurse came again to give her IV therapy. Yan Huan refused, promptly handling her discharge and leaving.

A woman in love always experiences anxiety, desperately wishing for daily vows whispered in her ear. Even a slight issue during separation triggers wild thoughts.

Yan Huan was like this. Her attitude towards relationships allowed no room for imperfection, so knowing Ji Chuan was with someone she particularly disliked left her extremely angry and dissatisfied.

Now, after waiting hopefully for two days with no appearance from Ji Chuan, Yan Huan’s accumulated anger had reached a peak.

Isn’t he ignoring her?

She’d also ignore Ji Chuan!

Returning to the training camp, Yan Huan went straight to her tent, diving onto the bed and burying her head under the blanket, sulking.

Tan Xiaomei was organizing data; seeing Yan Huan silent and tightly wrapped in the blanket, she set aside her work to comfort her: ”I say, young lady, covering yourself with a blanket in this heat, are you making yourself sweat?”

”Leave me alone. Let me be quiet.” Yan Huan’s repressed voice came from under the blanket.

Seeing her like this, Tan Xiaomei assumed Yan Huan already knew about Ji Chuan and Qiu Xinyi: ”Sister Yan, don’t be angry. This is all my fault! If I hadn’t said anything, you and Doctor Ji wouldn’t have had so many misunderstandings. To be honest, I don’t think Doctor Ji has anything with Qiu Xinyi. She just bought him breakfast; it’s nothing.”

”What breakfast?” Yan Huan, initially buried under the blanket, jolted up upon hearing this, ”Tan Xiaomei, clarify your words.”

”Did I... did I say something wrong?” Tan Xiaomei wished she could slap herself twice, ”Don’t be angry, just pretend I was sleep-talking.”

”Stop with the nonsense! I want you to repeat what you just said.” Yan Huan pressed Tan Xiaomei for answers.

”Oh!” Tan Xiaomei wasn’t one to lie or hide things. Under Yan Huan’s intense questioning, she finally admitted the truth, ”Actually, it wasn’t Director Ji who answered the phone that day... it was Qiu Xinyi.”