Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 15 - 8: The Woman Who Picked the Flower from the Summit

The fourth room from the left on the fifth floor is Fu Yisi's office. The nameplate at the door says: Surgeon Fu Yisi.

Ji Sang knew that Fu Yisi was busy in the operating room; the previous flurry suggested that the patient's condition was not simple.

The door was left ajar, presumably in the haste to leave it hadn't been properly closed.

Ji Sang stood at the door, somewhat uncertain what to do.

He did say he would wait for her to finish and then have her come to find him, but now, he wasn't inside. After pondering for a moment, Ji Sang chose to sit on the bench outside and wait.

It was nearly 7 o'clock in the evening now, and having often gone hungry in the orphanage, Ji Sang had a somewhat fragile stomach, so he always ate very regularly. Yet now, since he was only half an hour late for dinner, his stomach was already starting to ache faintly.

The hospital corridor had a unique chill to it, and Ji Sang, wearing only a thin casual shirt, could hardly fend off the cold, compounded by the stomach pain; at times, his consciousness was blurry.

When exactly would Fu Yisi be done?

As Ji Sang pondered aimlessly, the distinct sound of footsteps reached his ears.

Assistant Xiao Zhang had to nearly jog to keep up with Fu Yisi's steady pace, trailing behind while recounting,

"The patient had surgery in B City before. I've contacted their attending physician. The surgery is underway; it will take another hour to finish. Their assistant has sent all the data over."

Fu Yisi smoothly took the documents handed to him and quickly looked through them, already committing the key information to memory,

"In one hour, can B City Hospital arrange the surgery?"

Fu Yisi nodded,

"Then arrange for an ambulance to transport the patient over, have you contacted their family?"

"They've been informed and are on their way."

Xiao Zhang, seeing the tiredness in Fu Yisi's eyes, remembered that he had already performed three back-to-back surgeries today without even having time to eat,

"Dr. Fu, do you want to go back and rest?"

Just as the words left his lips, the person ahead suddenly stopped. Xiao Zhang braked immediately, tensing his body to avoid a collision.

Fu Yisi, looking at the woman sitting on the bench, unconsciously furrowed his brows as he pinched the sore spot at his temple, finally recalling the words he'd said earlier in the garden.

Feeling the gaze fixed on him, Ji Sang opened her eyes alertly, her gaze crashing into a pair of cold, profound black eyes like the deep night sea, along with the cool arc of his lips. She trembled slightly in body and mind, immediately sitting up straight.

The man in front of her was tall and straight. He wore a white lab coat over a light grey shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing his attractive collarbones. From her angle, his perfect jawline was fully visible.

"You... are you done with your work?"

Ji Sang's consciousness quickly returned as she stood up, her body slightly swaying from the stomach pain.

Fu Yisi acted swiftly to support her hand, furrowing his brows even more, as if blaming Ji Sang for her foolishness,

"Why aren't you waiting in the office?"

Ji Sang instinctively covered her aching stomach, perhaps because Fu Yisi had supported her twice in one day to prevent her from falling, she had become somewhat more accustomed to his touch,

"I was afraid you wouldn't like it."

From the layout of his home and her scarce observations of Fu Yisi over these two days, he seemed to be a man with a strong sense of territory, not tolerating invasions by others.

Their marriage had been established without familiarity. She wouldn't do something pesky to annoy others.

Fu Yisi heard her words, his eyebrows lifting slightly in non-denial. But he also keenly noticed her hand covering her stomach,

"Haven't eaten yet?"

Ji Sang pursed her pale lips and nodded lightly.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yisi likely understood that his wife had a delicate stomach. Looking at her pale, delicate hand on his arm, he unusually did not move his hand away, his voice hoarse from the recent busyness,

"Let's go inside first."

Saying so, he grasped her hand and led her towards his office. This action startled Ji Sang, and Assistant Xiao Zhang, standing by, widened his eyes in shock.

What had he seen?

Dr. Fu, who was notoriously averse to women - to the point they jokingly called him frigid - was actually taking the initiative to hold a woman's hand! Xiao Zhang's exaggerated gaze shifted from Fu Yisi to Ji Sang, sizing up this simply dressed yet still strikingly poised beauty, and thought to himself:

So Dr. Fu prefers the cool and quiet type.

Fu Yisi turned his head, saw Ji Sang frozen in place, and followed her gaze to his own hand holding her wrist. A corner of his mouth curled in a cold smirk as he let go of her hand.

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