Once Jiang Yun decided to take her father, Jiang Shaoyuan, in to have his back examined, she didn’t hesitate to book an appointment with an orthopedic specialist at the best hospital in Haicheng.
The hospital’s outpatient building was spacious and bright. Its white walls and muted colors gave it a peaceful atmosphere. The faint smell of disinfectant hung in the air, but it wasn’t overpowering…
“Dad, let’s go in.” Jiang Yun took Jiang Shaoyuan by the arm and led him toward the clinic.
“Knock, knock.” Jiang Yun tapped lightly on the door.
“Come in…” a low, magnetic voice called.
The man sat in a chair and slowly raised his head. His eyes were clear and limpid, and a cool, distant air seemed to surround him. His white coat was immaculate, inspiring even more awe.
Jiang Jin gave them a slight, courteous nod, keeping his distance.
“What seems to be the problem?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he spoke.
Jiang Yun narrowed her eyes, looking at the nameplate on his chest, and murmured to herself: So you’re Dr. Jiang~
Realizing she’d been staring at him the whole time, she gave him a sweet smile and came back to herself. “My dad’s back has been bothering him. Could you take a look, Dr. Jiang?”
Her sweet, soft voice reached Jiang Jin’s ears…
“Have a seat.” Jiang Jin rose and went over to Jiang Shaoyuan. He crouched slightly and gently pressed his distinctively knuckled fingers against the patient’s lower back. “Does it hurt here?”
Jiang Shaoyuan nodded. “I have to sit for long stretches at work, and now even when I lie down, the left side of my lower back hurts.”
Jiang Jin slowly straightened up. “Sitting for long periods can cause strain in the muscles of the lower back. I’ll order some tests first, and then we can make a diagnosis.”
Jiang Yun’s eyes curved as she smiled faintly. “Sorry to trouble you, Dr. Jiang.”
Her smile was like the lingering rain of Jiangnan, soft and sweet, stirring a flutter of desire…
In the hallway, Jiang Shaoyuan asked, “You like him?”
Jiang Yun came back to herself. “What?”
“I asked if you like the man in there.”
Jiang Shaoyuan shot his hopeless daughter a look, then pretended to sigh. “Your eyes were practically glued to him.”
“What are you talking about, Dad?” Jiang Yun’s smile lingered at her lips, sly and playful.
In the hospital restroom, Jiang Yun opened her LV Dune shell bag and took out a Chanel cushion compact. With practiced composure, she pressed it against her face, then slowly twisted up her lip gloss and applied it to her lips. Their color was like a glistening, dewy peach.
She gazed at her reflection in the mirror.
She thought to herself: Dr. Jiang, we meet again…
“Dad, please sit outside and rest for a bit. I’ll be right back.” With that, Jiang Yun stepped into the clinic.
Jiang Jin held the report in his hand. Silver-rimmed glasses rested on his high nose bridge, and his gaze fell on Jiang Yun through the lenses.
“Nothing serious. I’ve prescribed medication for your father. He should try to avoid sitting for long periods and get more exercise.”
Jiang Yun lifted her eyes to meet his, looking straight at him with a steady gaze. Her red lips parted. “All right. Thank you, Dr. Jiang.”
“So when will we see each other next?”
Jiang Jin frowned, but before he could speak, Jiang Yun continued.
“I mean, when should we come back for a follow-up?”
The woman before him looked lively and innocent, as if she didn’t think she was crossing a line at all.
“Come back in a month for a follow-up.”
“Dr. Jiang, then… see you next time.”
The woman’s slender, fair fingers brushed through her long hair before she turned and left the clinic. With every step, her pale, shapely legs seemed to tread on weightless clouds, her movements full of charm.
At LD Mall, Lin Jiuer linked arms with Jiang Yun. At 160 centimeters tall, she was a little shorter than Jiang Yun.
“Your dad’s checkup was all right, wasn’t it?” Lin Jiuer took a sip of the Boya Juexian tea in her hand.
“He’s fine. But guess who I ran into at the hospital?”
“Who? I can’t guess. Do you even have friends at the hospital?” Lin Jiuer asked, eyes wide.
“I don’t care, hmph! No matter how many friends you have, I have to be your very best friend!”
“Oh, yes, yes, of course you are! What are you thinking?” Jiang Yun laughed, then patted Jiuer’s head as if petting a little cat.
“I ran into that man from Billow.”
Lin Jiuer exclaimed, “Ah! Was he there to see a doctor too?”
“No, he’s a doctor. I didn’t expect to run into him at the hospital.”
“You two are really fated to meet. I knew it—you couldn’t stop staring at him at the bar last time,” Lin Jiuer teased.
“Did you get his contact information?”
“Not yet. He’s probably not interested in me.”
Jiang Yun browsed the season’s latest styles as she answered casually, holding up a short shell-white skirt. “Jiuer, what do you think of this one?”
“Wow, that nightdress would look amazing on you! Yunyun, go try it on!”
Jiang Yun put on the shell-white nightdress in the fitting room. The sheer fabric hinted at a touch of sensuality.
Her slender waist and curvy hips were just visible beneath the fabric, while her long, fair legs were on full display. The V-neck perfectly outlined her shapely figure, and the half-open back showed off her beautiful back…
“Yunyun, you look amazing!” Little stars seemed to sparkle in Lin Jiuer’s eyes.
Even the sales assistant beside them couldn’t help being dazzled. “Miss Jiang, this season’s new collection looks as if it was made just for you. It’s been ages since I’ve seen anyone look this stunning in one of our dresses!”
Jiang Yun looked at herself in the full-length mirror and nodded with satisfaction. “I love it too. Could you wrap this one up for me?”
Just then, Jiuer sidled up to Jiang Yun and whispered in her ear, “What a shame, such a sexy dress and no boyfriend to appreciate it…”
Jiang Yun’s face flushed in an instant. A man appeared in her mind: his distinctively knuckled fingers, his deep eyes, and his bobbing Adam’s apple.
Her heart gave a little flutter. She curled her lips into a slight smile and thought: Maybe there will be one…