Campus Ace Girl

Chapter 1082: Chapter 1081: Just Acting on Impulse for Beauty

At this moment, the nurse was extremely excited: "Miss Song, you really are that Miss Song. I love your shows, can I get your autograph?"

"I’m not in a good mood," Song Jia said arrogantly.

At this moment, Chen Ming’s voice was calm: "Even if you’re in a bad mood, you shouldn’t talk like that."

"What does it matter to you, Mr. Chen." Song Jia’s mood worsened, her face looking sour.

The nearby young nurse quickly said: "It’s alright, it’s alright, Miss Song can sign when you’re feeling better."

She gently bumped the wheelchair with her body: "Actually, if Miss Song is lacking a personal nurse, I can resign. I’m very professional."

Chen Ming was a bit flabbergasted.

Suddenly, Song Jia took out a pen, and signed her name on the young nurse’s uniform. The nurse tried desperately to hold back her joy, tears nearly streaming down from excitement.

Only then did Song Jia look at Doctor Lin, her voice slightly haughty: "Tell me, what’s the way to let me continue filming?"

Doctor Lin thought for a moment, "I’ll put a bandage on you, but at most you can only take a few steps. You should mostly sit or lie down, and if the pain becomes unbearable, you must rest. Also, it’s best to come for a check-up every two days."

Song Jia could accept that, then she turned to the young nurse: "I don’t have anyone to take care of me here, would you be willing to be my personal assistant? Fifty thousand a month. I’ll probably be here for about a month."

The young nurse restrained her excitement, controlling herself, took a long time to say: "I’m willing, I’m willing. I have annual leave."

Saying this, she glanced sparkly-eyed at the young Doctor Lin, seemingly this doctor was her superior.

Doctor Lin smiled: "Alright, but remember to come back to work after a month."

The young nurse was overjoyed, then seemed a bit embarrassed: "Miss Song, could you also sign for our Doctor Lin? He’s a big fan of your show, a loyal movie buff."

Song Jia chuckled, "Really?"

Doctor Lin coughed lightly: "Maybe next time, or when I visit Miss Song."

He was quite tactful, mainly because he was at work, and it wasn’t appropriate.

Song Jia had a good impression of the young doctor, who came over, squatted down and raised his head: "Let me put on a simple bandage for you, it’ll help protect the injured area."

After saying that, he gently helped her take off her shoe, and she placed one foot on his knee...

The doctor was very professional and swiftly done. Song Jia felt some pain, but having been used to it since childhood, she was quite able to endure, though her eyes were a bit reddened... The young nurse beside her was extremely nervous, constantly cheering her on.

The three of them seemed to form a closed loop, an impenetrable feeling from outsiders.

Chen Ming watched quietly, listened quietly, his heart filled with indescribable emotions. Zhou Su observed his expression, her mind churning, though he claimed he had no ties to Song Jia, yet seeing the doctor tending to Song Jia’s injury surely made his heart ache terribly.

Song Jia didn’t care about them, once bandaged, she exchanged contact details with the young nurse and intended to leave.

Chen Ming stopped her: "Shall I drive you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Su clenched her hand.

Doctor Lin and the young nurse both looked at Song Jia.

Song Jia spoke coldly: "Mr. Chen, step aside. I said we have nothing to do with each other, don’t act all close."

Chen Ming frowned: "Your foot can’t walk."

"Even if I couldn’t, I made it to the hospital," Song Jia coldly replied as she brushed past him, walking towards the exit. At this moment, Doctor Lin spoke: "Wu Cui, start your vacation now."

Nurse Wu’s face lit up with joy: "Thank you, Doctor Lin."

Then she asked Song Jia to wait a moment, swiftly changed her clothes and borrowed a wheelchair.

Song Jia looked at her: "Can you drive?"

"Yes. Got my license two or three years ago," the young nurse nodded.

Song Jia nodded: "Alright, let’s head back to the hotel, you drive me to the set. From now on, can I call you Little Cui?"

"Just call me by my name," Wu Cui smiled broadly.

Song Jia looked at her expression, somewhat cheeky, at times quite resembling Gu Anxi, couldn’t help but look more, with faint delight in her heart. Then she somewhat disliked herself for that, like Gu Anxi for what reason, better off caring for herself.

The young nurse didn’t know what she was thinking, only felt her temper wasn’t great, but it didn’t matter. In her eyes, no matter how she looked, she was adorable.

Song Jia sat in the wheelchair, pushed out by the young nurse, while Chen Ming followed them outside.

Song Jia, sitting incapacitated yet full of vigor: "Stop following me, I hate nagging men."

She looked sideways at him: "Aren’t you afraid your kindergarten teacher gets upset?"

Chen Ming’s lips opened slightly, intending to explain but decided against it; a matter is a matter, explaining to her wouldn’t bridge it.

He stood there watching as the young nurse wheeled her away, took a while before he reacted.

Though she said nothing, she was angry with him.

Chen Ming sighed softly, only after a while did he retreat to the clinic, where a different nurse had already taken over, and that Doctor Lin was prescribing medication, while Zhou Su sat there, voice slightly tense: "Doctor Lin, how come you can arbitrarily have a nurse take a month’s vacation? Isn’t that against hospital regulations, also betraying medical ethics? Simply because you also like Miss Song’s shows?"

Doctor Lin paused his pen, then spoke placidly: "Because my father owns this hospital, so I can make the decisions."

Zhou Su instantly fell silent.

Chen Ming entered, said to Zhou Su: "Got the medicine, I’ll drive you back to the hotel."

He looked at her foot again: "Since it’s inconvenient, you can’t go anywhere. How about I arrange for you to return to Beicheng?"

Zhou Su looked up at him: "My mother still doesn’t know we broke up."

Chen Ming rubbed his nose: "Alright, then I’ll personally tell her another day."

Zhou Su stayed silent, her face slightly cold, only after a while said: "If you don’t want to take care of me, it’s alright, Chen Ming, don’t force it. I can manage myself."

Inside, Chen Ming felt a little cracked: Why are all women like this?

True, he decided to break up with her, also their personalities don’t suit, plus with his kind of job in the future if they were together, they’d argue intensely, better to part ways now before anything even starts, but the young lady was so sentimental, and her staying here a day, in truth and reason he couldn’t neglect her, so he sighed: "Alright, I’ll drive you back to the hotel first, find someone to take care of you."

This arrangement satisfied Zhou Su, as long as she stayed in Jiang City, as long as Chen Ming was willing to care for her, she still had a chance.

She liked Chen Ming very much, a solid man who would care for his wife, visibly appreciated by Mr. Wang.

She certainly wouldn’t let him go.

What about his infatuation with Song Jia, just impulsive lust.