My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 333: Chapter 0332: Duanmu Linglong’s Invitation (Three More)_1
 

Duanmu Linglong dragged her weary body back to her room in the hospital.

Her room, situated in the dormitory building, was called a dormitory, but its decor was hardly inferior to her home’s. It contained a living room, and also two bedrooms. One of them was empty, and she lived in the other.

Looking at the time, she saw it was already past five, nearly dawn.

Despite her exhaustion, Duanmu Linglong didn’t lie down on the bed because she was covered in sweat from the surgery. Without a shower, she couldn’t sleep; this was a common habit among doctors.

No doctor wanted to bring the smell of the hospital wards back home, let alone to their beds.

She entered the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and stripped herself clean.

Looking at her perfect body in the mirror, a body even God would marvel at, Duanmu Linglong felt not a trace of pride but was instead overwhelmed with fatigue.

She was twenty-three years old, at the prime of a woman’s youth.

Most women at this age were happily living their lives.

They worked during the day and, after work, cast aside all concerns to go shopping with friends, shop, and watch movies.

On weekends, they could even visit bars and enjoy the admiring glances from men.

Regrettably, such seemingly simple things ceased to exist the moment she became the vice-director.

Every night, she dared not switch off her phone because sometimes there were emergencies to deal with.

Usually, she couldn’t even sleep peacefully at home, worrying about potential problems at the hospital.

This past year, she felt so tired, with immense pressure.

Especially on nights like tonight, when, despite her best efforts to save someone, she still couldn’t gain understanding from the patient’s family, who accused her of having ulterior motives—those moments were when she felt most exhausted.

Looking at her perfect body in the mirror, Duanmu Linglong suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

Sometimes, she truly wished to abandon everything, leave the hospital, find a place to rest properly, and care about nothing else.

But she couldn’t, because she was the daughter of Duanmu Kuang.

Once the bath was full, Duanmu Linglong stepped in, her naked body embraced by the warm water, making her feel comfortable all over.

If asked when she felt most comfortable during the day, it was after performing a surgery and enjoying a nice, long bath.

She lay there, allowing the warm water to caress every inch of her skin.

“No way.”

Duanmu Linglong’s eyes, which had been closed, suddenly snapped open.

“Dad said that my cultivation of Inner Strength wasn’t up to par, and that I would never be able to insert the Silver Needles into a skull. So why was it successful just now?”

“I clearly remember it wasn’t successful; how come when I turned around, the silver needle had already punctured the skull?”

Duanmu Linglong was a realist, a very rational woman who never believed in miracles.

Someone must have tampered with the silver needle.

There were only three people in the operating room, and that little nurse, Xia Xiaoyou, surely couldn’t have done it. The only possibility was that man named Chen Yang.

Could he be a master of the medical arts, who also knew the Nine Acupoint Divine Needles?

Merely knowing the Nine Acupoint Divine Needles was not enough; one had to have achieved Proficiency in the Mirror Realm of cultivation to puncture the skull. Could it be that his Inner Strength had reached the Mastery Level?

This thought had just appeared in her mind when she shook her head.

He was only a few years older than herself. It was impossible for his Inner Strength to be that advanced.

Even her own father had cultivated for more than twenty years and had only reached the Mastery Level of Inner Strength at the age of thirty-six, which allowed him to distinguish himself from the Lingnan Sect, becoming the great family second only to the Murong Family.

But apart from him, Duanmu Linglong couldn’t think of any other possibilities.

Duanmu Linglong kept reviewing the scenes of her encounters with this man in her mind. Although he had always kept a low profile, the aura he displayed at critical moments was not something an ordinary man could possess.

For example, the aura he had when he persuaded her during the interview; or like when he angrily rebuked the elderly man’s son, it was definitely not something an ordinary man could have.

Duanmu Linglong grew increasingly suspicious. A man working as a nurse in a hospital was already a concern for her, and now it seemed clear that this man had infiltrated Duanmu First Hospital with some unspeakable purpose.

Could he be a spy sent by another family to steal the Duanmu Family’s secret techniques?

Standing up from the bathtub, Duanmu Linglong wrapped herself in a bathrobe and took out her cellphone to call the inpatient department directly.

“This is Duanmu Linglong. Put Chen Yang on the phone.”

“Chen Yang, the deputy director wants to talk to you,” the nurse called out.

…

Ye Xiong frowned and walked over.

Duanmu Linglong wasn’t a fool. From their two encounters, Ye Xiong knew she was an extremely intelligent woman. During the surgery, she might have been too distracted and tired to notice anything amiss, but once she thought it over, she’d definitely pick up on the anomalies.

“Deputy director, what is it that you need?” Ye Xiong asked evenly.

“Wait for me after work; I need to talk to you.”

“At what time?”

“Eight o’clock, wait for me at the parking shed; we’ll have breakfast together.”

After hanging up, the young nurse asked, “Chen Yang, what does the deputy director want from you?”

The nurse was named Xia Xiaoyou, an easy name to remember. When she introduced herself, the term “porn actress” involuntarily popped up in Ye Xiong’s mind, so he remembered it quite clearly.

Ye Xiong liked this little nurse, not in the way of love, but because he found her quite righteous. Previously in the operating room, she, a petite woman, had dared to yell at the patient’s family members. That kind of courage, Ye Xiong wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t witnessed it, coming from her barely five-foot-two stature.

“The deputy director invited me for breakfast,” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

“No way!”

Xia Xiaoyou was flabbergasted, then said in shock after a moment, “I’ve heard that the deputy director has never invited a man out for a meal before. And she’s inviting you on your first day at work?”

“Being handsome is just trouble; when peach blossom luck comes your way, there’s no stopping it. It looks like my chance has arrived,” Ye Xiong flicked his hair.

“I thought you might feel inferior, so I wanted to encourage you, but it seems that my concern is unnecessary,” Xia Xiaoyou clenched her fist, making a ‘go for it’ gesture. “The deputy director doesn’t have a boyfriend. If you can charm her, you’ll cut down on ten years of hard work, no, make that a hundred years.”

“After the shift, go home, take a shower, and get some sleep!” Ye Xiong patted her on the head.

“Don’t pat someone on the head,” Xia Xiaoyou pouted.

Ye Xiong couldn’t help but chuckle.

After the shift, Ye Xiong changed out of his clothes and walked towards the hospital parking lot.

A red Audi flashed its lights; Duanmu Linglong was already waiting inside.

Ye Xiong approached, opened the rear door, and said, “Sorry, I got held up a bit by the handover.”

“You’re not late; I came early,” she said.

Duanmu Linglong was about to drive when Ye Xiong, noticing her weary expression, offered, “Why don’t I drive instead?”

Lacking sleep, Duanlong Linglong was indeed quite tired. She looked at him doubtfully and asked, “Can you drive?”

“No problem.”

“Then you drive,” Duanmu Linglong said as she got out of the driver’s seat.

They switched places, and although Duanmu Linglong was a bit worried at first, after the car started moving smoothly, she fully relaxed.

Ye Xiong’s driving skills were many times better than hers.

The car was moving so steadily; he hadn’t even familiarized himself with its performance yet he was already more proficient than she was, despite her driving it for two years.

Just who was this guy?

Duanmu Linglong grew even more curious.