"Song Chuan, let's sit here and do the interview," He Minhong said.
After entering the house, she waited for Song Chuan to place Zhu Suosuo in the inner room before settling onto the sofa. She had brought a pen and notebook, ready to take notes.
She gestured for Song Chuan to sit opposite her.
As soon as he sat down, Song Chuan looked awkward. "Uh, ask whatever you want."
"I've compiled a few questions for the interview. Song Chuan, I'm going to start asking now."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Do you prefer the lights on or off?"
Song Chuan answered honestly, "On. I like to see everything clearly."
"When you're developing feelings for someone, do you mind if they're not your girlfriend?"
"Personally, no, I don't mind."
As she wrote in her notebook, He Minhong continued, "When developing feelings, would you choose outdoor or indoor settings?"
Before she could finish her question, Song Chuan interjected without hesitation, "Outdoor."
He Minhong's grip on the pen tightened abruptly, her teeth clenched and her cheeks flushed crimson.
When she had been sitting earlier, her legs had been spread apart. Now, she was slowly drawing them together. Just as she was about to ask her next question, the doorbell rang.
Song Chuan immediately rose to answer the door. Standing there were two women: Zhu Zhe and Yu Chuhui.
"What are you two doing down here?"
He Minhong had been delighted to have the evening alone with Song Chuan. She hadn't expected her good roommates to come knocking and ruin her perfect evening!
"You were in your dorm, and then you suddenly disappeared. We figured we'd find you here."
"Song Chuan, it's quite late to be visiting. We brought you a little something."
Zhu Zhe was truly a social butterfly. The two of them had clearly come because they were afraid He Minhong might be taken advantage of here.
Zhu Zhe held out a bag of bright yellow bananas to Song Chuan.
"We're neighbors. You really don't need to be so formal."
"No, really."
"Just take it. I've been holding it up for so long my wrist is aching."
Seeing Zhu Zhe was struggling to hold it, Song Chuan casually took the banana from her.
"Don't just stand there."
"Come in and have a seat."
Zhu Zhe and Yu Chuhui entered the house, looking around curiously.
Within a few steps, Yu Chuhui rushed up to He Minhong and demanded in a low voice, "He Minhong, why aren't you home sleeping at this hour? What are you doing at someone else's house?"
"Can't you see? I'm interviewing Brother Song Chuan."
"My performance this month is terrible. The editor wants a high-impact article, and I need to ask Brother Song Chuan some questions for it."
It was obvious to everyone that He Minhong was using this as an excuse to get closer to Song Chuan.
Yu Chuhui reached for He Minhong's notebook.
But He Minhong dodged. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Aren't you supposed to be interviewing?"
"Let me see it."
"No way!"
Just as the two were about to start arguing again, Zhu Zhe cleared her throat. "Alright, stop it, you two."
"We're not at home now."
"We're at someone else's place, so be careful."
"Please, make yourselves comfortable."
Song Chuan was truly unaccustomed to having so many guests in his home.
Whether in his previous life or now, he had always been a solitary person. His home had always been cold and quiet. This was the first time it had ever been so lively.
Fortunately, there were some fruits in the refrigerator. Song Chuan arranged the bananas Zhu Zhe had brought and served them to his guests.
"You don't need to go to so much trouble."
"We were mainly worried about Honghong disturbing your rest. She's quite simple-minded and doesn't know how to navigate social situations."
Seeing Song Chuan preparing to serve fruit and make tea, Yu Chuhui quickly intervened. But in her haste, her small hand accidentally knocked the hot water kettle from his hand.
"Yu Chuhui, what are you saying!"
"What do you mean I'm simple-minded and can't handle social situations!"
"Ah! You!"
Yu Chuhui and He Minhong had always been at odds. When He Minhong heard Yu Chuhui speak about her in such a way, she felt particularly angry. Pouting, she was about to retort when she looked up and saw Yu Chuhui being scalded by boiling water.
She blamed herself for being careless. Yu Chuhui had been trying to stop Song Chuan from making tea, but in doing so, she hadn't noticed she'd bumped into the hot water kettle in his hand.
Several large blisters had formed on the back of Yu Chuhui's right hand. Her left hand was cradling her wrist, and she was gasping in pain. Even though she was in so much pain, she still asked Song Chuan, "Are... are you okay?"
Boiling water had spilled from the kettle, and the steam rose into the air. Song Chuan had also been scalded slightly, but only the back of his hand turned red. For him, such a minor injury was nothing.
His brow furrowed, he quickly set the kettle on the coffee table and turned to grip Yu Chuhui's wrist to examine it.
"Your burn is quite severe. It needs to be treated right away."
Zhu Zhe was also very worried, but she remained calm. "Downstairs!"
"There's a clinic downstairs."
"Take her there immediately. The blister is so large, it needs to be popped."
*The clinic downstairs...*
*Isn't that my clinic?*
Song Chuan had acquired the clinic downstairs. He'd been quite busy today, accompanying Zhu Suosuo to a banquet, which is why he hadn't been there to see patients.
But the clinic was still open, with a pharmacist and two doctors on duty.
He Minhong muttered, "But..."
"The doctors at that clinic usually work during the day. They might not be there at this hour."
"Never mind. Let's go check anyway."
Even if no doctors were available, Song Chuan could handle the treatment himself.
However, they didn't have any burn medication or supplies at home, so they had to go to the clinic.
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