Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 34 - 18 Fu Yisi is a Kind Person_2

Otherwise, she didn't even know how she would make it to work.

Fu Yisi prepared a simple, healthy, and convenient Western-style breakfast, just as always. Ji Sang, who didn't like eating greasy foods in the morning, found a special tacit agreement with him on breakfast choices.

The man, due to his obsession with cleanliness, wore gloves while cooking breakfast. A streak of morning sunlight fell upon his hair through the window, casting a golden-brown light. From her angle, she could perfectly see the shadow his long eyelashes cast over his eyes.

Ji Sang felt a slight stir in her heart and, taking advantage of the man's lowered head, pulled out her phone.

With almost no photography skills, the picture she captured with her camera phone was still beautiful.

The tall man, wearing a grey apron, was frying ham in a leisurely manner.

Just as Ji Sang pressed the capture button, a sudden ringtone sounded. Her heart skipped a beat. Instinctively looking up, she saw the man in the kitchen turning to look over upon hearing the noise.

Her eyebrows raised slightly, and Ji Sang could almost guess the teasing words he was about to say; hurriedly, she lowered her hand and even bowed her head.

But that intrusive ringtone didn't stop, annoying Ji Sang to no end.

It was the damned ringtone—if it weren't for that, she could have taken many more photos.

Fu Yisi's deep eyes held a light smile as he carried the breakfast out of the kitchen, took a seat, and then, unhurriedly, tapped the table.

"Turn off the alarm clock."

Ji Sang suddenly looked up, and after meeting the man's amused gaze, she lowered her head to look at her phone.

The ringing was her own alarm clock? When had she set an alarm?

Ji Sang glanced at Fu Yisi doubtfully, then opened the interface, and that's when she noticed the three alarms set for:

7:15

12:15

18:15

Ji Sang's movements abruptly stilled and she looked up at Fu Yisi again, surprise now evident in her eyes.

"Did you set these up?"

She remembered that last night, Fu Yisi did fiddle with her phone before handing it over to her.

The man slightly curved his lip, a meaningful glance at her.

"If you faint again, those nurses at the hospital won't let me off the hook."

The hospital was always bustling; even though he hadn't deliberately paid attention, there would always be some chatter that reached him.

At that thought, Fu Yisi's eyebrows rose slightly. He was somewhat surprised, it seemed that Ji Sang had easily won the support of those nurses.

It looked like he, who had done nothing wrong, was seen as a villain in the nurses' eyes.

"...."

Ji Sang remained silent for a moment.

This man really never missed an opportunity to mock himself.

Yet even so, Ji Sang couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips.

A man who set three alarms just so she would eat on time, Ji Sang, no matter how obtuse, could feel Fu Yisi's care and meticulousness.

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In this marriage, he was seriously fulfilling his duties as a husband.

What did she do to deserve such treatment, when the man she had an arranged marriage with was him?

With that thought, Ji Sang ate the breakfast prepared by Fu Yisi with exceptional focus, occasionally stealing glances at him.

Fu Yisi ate faster than Ji Sang, and after finishing, he casually picked up a medical magazine from the small bookshelf behind him, which was also one of his habits.

But what he didn't expect was that Ji Sang would look up at him after every bite. Fu Yisi's hand stopped turning the pages, somewhat lazily looking back at the woman whose gaze never left him.

His long fingers tapped a few times on the table.

"You have three minutes left."

"....."

Ji Sang suddenly snapped back to reality, biting her lip in annoyance and almost vengefully biting into the toast in her hand, annoyed at herself for constantly staring at Fu Yisi.

When he said three minutes, he really meant three minutes.

Just as Ji Sang wiped her mouth, the man was already standing at the door.

"Leave the utensils be; the maid will come."

Only then did Ji Sang stop tidying up.

...

On the road, the hospital called, urgently needing Fu Yisi's attendance due to a patient having a sudden emergency.

The situation was critical, and there was no time to waste even for changing seats, so Ji Sang helped by holding his phone, the sound amplified, allowing her to clearly hear the panicked voice from the hospital end.

Fu Yisi's expression didn't change much, only his slightly furrowed brows let her sense his seriousness.

This was the first time Ji Sang observed Fu Yisi's work demeanor up close.

The car sped faster; the man's voice was still cold, straightforward as he relayed step by step surgical details, his causal tone oddly calming Ji Sang's own nervousness instantaneously.

Fu Yisi's voice was like magic, instantly calming people down, making them trust him completely.

His patients must feel very reassured, Ji Sang thought.

The nearly half-hour journey was reduced by ten minutes thanks to Fu Yisi's urgency.

When the car stopped outside the hospital, he didn't forget to remind Ji Sang,

"Be careful on the road."

He handed her the keys before running inside.

Ji Sang froze for a moment in response, then quickly took out her phone and captured the scene, not relaxing until Fu Yisi's figure was out of sight.

The phone was of good quality, even at Fu Yisi's speed the photo wasn't blurred by motion.

Ji Sang flipped through the photo she had just snapped, feeling a warm current sweep through her heart. She was right, Fu Yisi was a kind person.

A kind, diligent doctor.

At that realization, Ji Sang's beautiful eyes suddenly darkened.

Doctors, a group who devotedly fight to save others' lives—how could there be ignorant people who slander and even harm them? The several recent hospital violence incidents had yet to be fully resolved, and the doctor who was injured by a patient's relative was still lying in a hospital bed.

In this world, there are always those who impose their vile, narrow-minded, and dark thoughts on innocent or even beneficent individuals.

The story of the Farmer and the Snake was often repeated.