The initial intense burning pain on the back of her hand had eased a little. Ye Chuyi did not wait for Shi Youjin to come back. She turned off the faucet, picked up her bag, and left.

She drove back to the hospital because she had surgery in the afternoon and she couldn't delay.

Without cold water to rinse, the burned areas on my hands began to hurt again.

Ye Chuyi frowned and walked into the office. Just as he was about to look for ointment, he heard a cold voice asking, "Why did you get your hands like this?"

Ye Chuyi turned around and saw Sheng Tingyuan sitting on the sofa: "Why are you here at this time? Is there something wrong?"

Sheng Tingyuan stood up and walked to her side: "Is this a burn? Didn't I tell you to take care of your hands? Why don't you listen to me? You won't be satisfied until you can't use them anymore?"

Ye Chuyi couldn't explain in detail, so he could only say: "It's okay, it was an accident."

"You said it's okay, but you don't look like it's okay? You're a doctor, and the patient's life is in your hands. How can you perform surgery with your hands in this state? Why don't you protect your hands?"

Sheng Tingyuan's voice was cold and hard, with obvious anger in his tone: "You never take your hands seriously! There are always accidents. When will you be free of accidents?"

"It was indeed an accident. There are some things I can't predict."

"You just don't care about your hands, or your own body! Getting hurt doesn't matter to you at all!"

Ye Chuyi was originally wronged and questioned by Shi Youjin, and he was already feeling very upset. Unexpectedly, he was reprimanded again when he returned to the office.

Did she really want her hands to be burned like this? How could it be her fault if someone else burned her?

Getting hurt was a common occurrence for her, especially when she was a child, and if she cared about it all the time, how could she survive?

There was an inexplicable pain in her heart, coupled with the piercing burning pain in her hand, her face turned slightly pale: "I don't need you to teach me a lesson, get out, and don't enter my office without my permission in the future."

"Ye Chuyi..."

"go out!"

Sheng Tingyuan didn't move.

Ye Chuyi called out to his assistant, "Qianqian, get him out! Lock the door of my office from now on. If anyone comes in casually again, you will deduct their bonus."

It was the first time the assistant saw her get angry, so she quickly said, "Boss Sheng, please leave!"

Sheng Tingyuan wanted to say something else, but when he saw Ye Chuyi's cold face, he clenched his fists, turned around and left.

Ye Chuyi looked at the assistant again: "You should go out too."

The assistant responded and went out.

Ye Chuyi was the only one left in the office.

She found the ointment from the cupboard, applied it on herself, then stood in front of the window, watching the people coming and going outside.

Her whole hand was in excruciating pain, and the sadness in her heart was like a surging wave that overwhelmed her.

What's going on? Isn't she used to being hurt, misunderstood, and scolded?

Why are you still so sad?

It’s okay to be sad when being wrongly scolded by my father, but why am I also sad when being scolded by Sheng Tingyuan?

People really can't be spoiled. It will easily form habits over time. If he had never been nice to her, she probably wouldn't be sad.

After thinking clearly about the reason, Ye Chuyi quickly suppressed his emotions.

She looked at the time, turned around and went out to prepare for the operation.

As soon as the door opened, she bumped into Sheng Tingyuan head-on.

"Feel sorry."

Sheng Tingyuan looked at her and slowed down his voice: "I was a little too much just now, did you apply the medicine on your hands?"

Ye Chuyi's voice has returned to a steady state: "Mr. Sheng is also concerned about the patient's life safety, I can understand. Mr. Sheng's reminder is also reasonable. As a doctor, I should really protect my hands. I will pay attention next time."

After she finished speaking, she locked the office door and left.

Sheng Tingyuan looked at her slender back with a complicated look.

She seemed to have a strong ability to control her emotions. She could remain calm and composed almost all the time. Even if her emotions fluctuated because of his reprimands, she could adjust herself quickly and talk to him calmly in an instant.

She really has all the qualities of a top doctor.

However, she kept calling him “Mr. Sheng” and even stopped calling him Sheng Tingyuan. It was obvious that even if she had controlled her emotions, she still didn’t like him.

Emotions can be controlled, but likes and dislikes cannot.

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