Chapter 149: Chapter 147 Water on the Electric Toothbrush
Sun Qian had everything ready and was just waiting for Zhang Hao to nod in agreement.
After she received confirmation that he would accompany her,
Sun Qian spent an afternoon dealing with the most urgent work at hand.
It wasn’t often that she could squeeze out a few days to properly relax.
Before leaving, she emphasized repeatedly to her boss and team members.
During these days of rest, they shouldn’t assign her any work; even if they did, it had to wait until after the vacation.
In the company, Sun Qian was known as the Ice Queen, and it was rare for her to take a vacation.
So her colleagues were very curious, why would she suddenly take a vacation? Was it to do something special?
Could it be a date with her boyfriend, or perhaps she had lost an arranged dating opportunity?
About the reason for her vacation, Sun Qian naturally wouldn’t reveal anything, only saying she was tired from work and needed to rest.
That evening, Sun Qian brought Zhang Hao to the vacation resort.
This place was far from the noisy city, a quiet spot all on its own.
Being there, Zhang Hao also felt his soul getting cleansed.
"I know the owner here. A week ago, his old comrade-in-arms brought him a can of good tea, just in time to taste it while we’re here," she said.
Under Sun Qian’s lead, Zhang Hao met the owner of the vacation resort.
A middle-aged man in his forties, he had a refined appearance with an air of a scholar about him.
Besides the two of them, there were a few other guests who had arrived that day.
However, it seemed like those guests had spent quite a bit of energy on the journey.
After they settled into their rooms here, they rested immediately, not even having time for dinner.
Mercifully, Zhang Hao and Sun Qian arrived just in time; the meals had just come out of the pot, ready for them to dine together.
After putting the luggage in the room ahead of time, Zhang Hao went inside and began to spread open his suitcase, intending to hang his clothes in the wardrobe.
Suddenly, he heard unusual sounds coming from the other side of the wall.
"Brother... stop, please. Your sister can’t take it anymore; it’s going to break."
Zhang Hao pricked up his ears to eavesdrop and, unsuspecting, was startled by Sun Qian bursting in.
"What are you doing? Eavesdropping?"
After Sun Qian spoke, Zhang Hao quickly shushed her.
"Listen to this, it’s good stuff," he said.
After that, Zhang Hao turned and went to the bathroom.
Sun Qian was also curious about what he might have heard, but as soon as she pressed her ear against the wall,
she heard the neighboring woman’s continuous moans, which immediately made her blush.
But those who came to the resort to vacation were either married couples, lovers, or at the very least, men and women in improper relationships.
You could do whatever you wanted once you closed your door, it was just a pity the soundproofing was so poor.
"If you think these sounds are inappropriate, we can switch rooms," Zhang Hao said as he came out of the bathroom, looking at Sun Qian.
"It’s not necessary. I’m worried that as a woman, hearing such sounds might make you uncomfortable. Let me bear it all," he added.
Seeing Zhang Hao say this, Sun Qian simply smiled without speaking.
Amidst the woman’s moans, the two of them left the room.
During the meal, the resort owner, Wei Heng, chatted with Zhang Hao and initially thought the two were a couple.
After a few exchanges, however, he realized his mistake.
"You’re just ordinary friends? Qian, you’re not getting any younger; you should start thinking about your own matters. Don’t always make your elders worry," he commented.
"I know that, I promise I will get myself married by the end of this year," Sun Qian said a bit defiantly.
Wei Heng coughed twice, the situation not looking too good.
Zhang Hao, out of professional habit as a doctor, offered to take his pulse.
But Wei Heng declined, "This is an old problem, and I cough from time to time."
"I’ve been to the hospital, but they can’t figure out what’s wrong. All I can do is rest here. It’s getting late, you should head back and rest."
Although Wei Heng had refused Zhang Hao’s kind offer, Zhang Hao still insisted on taking his pulse.
"Just because Western medicine can’t help doesn’t mean that traditional Chinese medicine won’t have a solution."
After taking his pulse and by analyzing the pulse patterns, Zhang Hao prescribed him a herbal formula.
"Use this, drink it daily like water, and after a month, your condition will improve."
Wei Heng looked at the prescription deep in thought, and after everyone else had gone back to their rooms, he quietly stopped Zhang Hao.
He pulled him to a corner and whispered, "If you can truly cure my illness, could you also help restore my virility?"
"Ever since I fell ill, that aspect has significantly declined, and now I can’t even satisfy the needs of my lover."
Zhang Hao looked at Wei Heng critically, realizing that no matter what, a man still cares about his potency.
"It’s possible, but first you need to get your cough under control.
The two of them exchanged contact information, and a smile spread across Wei Heng’s face.
Back in his room, the sounds from next door had already stopped. Zhang Hao took a hot shower and was ready to rest.
He couldn’t waste these three days, he had to make good use of them.
No sooner had he lain down than someone came knocking on the door; Zhang Hao guessed who it was.
Sure enough, when he opened the door, there stood Sun Qian, holding her clothes.
"The water heater in my room is broken. Would it be okay if I used yours?"
This excuse seemed familiar, as if someone had used it before.
Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, but then stepped aside to let Sun Qian in.
After entering, Sun Qian looked around the room, noticing the somewhat disheveled bedding on the bed.
"You’re going to bed so early; it seems that doctors really do have a standard schedule."
After making a teasing remark, she went into the bathroom.
Zhang Hao lay on the bed, listening to the sound of running water, and the frosted glass windows allowed him to see Sun Qian’s blurred figure.
It wasn’t as long of a wait as he had imagined; she was in and out in just twenty minutes.
Sun Qian came out wrapped in a white bath towel, "Thanks for letting me use your water heater. I won’t disturb you any longer, I’ll head back now."
Seeing that Sun Qian had no intention of sitting down for a chat, Zhang Hao was somewhat surprised.
It seemed that Sun Qian was special.
After she left, Zhang Hao went to the bathroom, and saw water all over the floor. He took the mop hanging behind the door and began to dry the floor bit by bit.
However, on the shelf, Zhang Hao noticed something that hadn’t been there before—an electric toothbrush.
He didn’t use such a thing, so it could only belong to Sun Qian.
He examined it in his hand and suddenly noticed that the brush head was damp, not looking as if it was just wet with water.
It looked more like it was stained with fluid from somewhere else, a bit sticky.
Reflecting on Sun Qian’s appearance when she left the bathroom, Zhang Hao initially thought it was because the temperature inside was high, which was why her face was flushed.
But when he entered just now, the temperature in the bathroom wasn’t high at all.
So the flush on her face must not have been caused by the temperature but because she had just soared to the clouds and found happiness.
As he was pondering this, there came another knock on the door; Zhang Hao immediately went to open it, and sure enough, it was Sun Qian again.
"I’m sorry, I think I left my electric toothbrush here. Could you help me..."
Grab it—before the three words could be uttered, Zhang Hao had already handed the electric toothbrush to her.
