Chapter 277: Chapter 274: It Is Discourteous Not to Reciprocate
"What’s up?" He Qianhui asked.
"What else could it be, we just want to know which hospital your boyfriend works at."
Facing her colleagues’ sudden question, He Qianhui was a bit nervous.
The hospital her boyfriend worked at had slightly fewer patients than the city hospital.
But looking at the two of them, their complexions were rosy, not the pale of illness.
She guessed the likelihood of them going there for treatment was not very high.
"What are you guys planning to do?"
The two female colleagues blushed and giggled, "What else could we be up to, of course, we’re going to check out the hot doctors."
"You said last night that all the doctors at your boyfriend’s hospital are balding, but there must be some handsome ones."
At this point, one of the colleagues leaned in close to He Qianhui, making it look like they had a really good relationship.
"Xiaohui, tell me, what magic did you use to chase down your boyfriend?"
"Exactly, your boyfriend is handsome and gentle, and he’s so good to you. We single dogs are so envious."
How she ended up with Zhang Hao was something He Qianhui couldn’t really tell.
However, she had read plenty of novels and they were full of love stories.
Picking any scenario and embellishing it a bit with her own experiences was enough to make it utterly convincing.
"It was before I got divorced. I always wanted a child with my ex-husband, but there was something wrong with my health, so I asked him to prescribe me some medicine."
"Later, I discovered the problem wasn’t with me; it was with my ex-husband."
"But men are prideful to the point of suffering in silence. He even wanted me to try IVF at the hospital, which I really didn’t want to endure."
Before He Qianhui revealed this secret, everyone in the company thought her divorce was due to marital unhappiness.
They hadn’t expected it was due to issues with having children.
Now, several female colleagues felt really sympathetic toward He Qianhui’s plight.
They even praised her for divorcing rightly—what could you expect from a man who doesn’t cherish his own wife?
"So then, did a romance blossom between you and this young doctor?"
He Qianhui nodded with a shy blush spreading across her face.
"At that time, I was already divorced and thinking that since the issue wasn’t with me, I needn’t keep taking the medicine."
"But he was still concerned about me, checking in from time to time to ask how I was doing, whether I needed a different prescription."
This lie was so well-spun that even He Qianhui almost believed it herself.
Not to mention her two colleagues.
"Really, that doctor must be the person who wishes for his patients’ recovery even more than their families do."
"Xiaohui, you’re really exceptional to have met such a wonderful person. It seems we don’t have that chance."
Seeing them sigh with envy, He Qianhui kindly comforted them, "Actually, it’s not so bad, you guys are great too."
Quitting time arrived in the blink of an eye, and almost everyone in the company dashed out the door at the same time.
He Qianhui naturally did the same.
She was thinking of stopping by the vegetable market to get some vegetables that Zhang Hao liked.
The moment she left the office, He Qianhui let out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, she received a call from Zhang Hao telling her he might have to work late that day.
He told her not to miss him too much.
With that, He Qianhui wasn’t worried about time anymore.
Arriving at the market, after carefully selecting, she finally got what she wanted.
But when she got home, she found to her surprise that the front door was ajar.
She remembered locking it when she left in the morning.
Could it be a break-in?
He Qianhui cautiously pushed the door open, and the first thing she saw was red petals scattered on the floor.
It seems it hadn’t been a burglar after all but someone preparing a surprise.
Surrounded by petals, she saw a trendy lipstick.
She walked two steps further and found a bottle of sparkling wine, which He Qianhui didn’t like to drink.
But she still held it in her arms.
The petal-strewn path extended all the way to the bedroom door, which was closed at that time.
With several gifts in hand, He Qianhui approached the door and carefully put her ear to it, listening.
But after carefully listening, there seemed to be no noise inside.
Was Zhang Hao not inside?
He Qianhui stood up straight, the house was only so big, and it wouldn’t be easy to hide someone.
She glanced through the remaining rooms, other than the master bedroom.
No one was there.
So... where was Zhang Hao?
"Hao, stop playing hide-and-seek with me, come out quickly, I bought your favorite food."
After calling out twice and receiving no response, He Qianhui had no choice but to put down the things she had bought on her way home.
Since he wasn’t at home, he might be outside, but there were too many hiding places outside.
How was she supposed to find him?
Suddenly, He Qianhui thought of a method, to make a phone call.
As soon as she dialed, the ringing came from the living room. She hurried over, only to discover that Zhang Hao’s phone was actually placed on top of the sofa cushion.
This was deliberately making it difficult for her to find him.
Just as He Qianhui was getting angry, Zhang Hao suddenly came in through the door, carrying a bouquet of flowers and several shopping bags in his hands.
"You..."
Before the three words "What is this" could leave her mouth, He Qianhui was obscured by the large bouquet of flowers.
"Look at what I bought for you, do you like it?"
When they went camping previously, He Qianhui bought him a gift, although it wasn’t very practical.
But it’s only proper to reciprocate; he also needed to prepare something.
After much thought, he still ended up buying the currently popular lipstick.
He even spent a month’s salary to buy He Qianhui a bag.
It wasn’t a luxury brand, but the style was nice.
It was chosen for him by a female colleague from his office.
If Zhang Hao picked it himself, he might waste the money and still have to listen to He Qianhui’s nagging.
"Why suddenly buy me a bag? I already have several and I can’t use them all."
He Qianhui prided herself on not having a great material desire.
So even though she had many bags, she only used one on a daily basis.
This bag was quite spacious and could hold a lot, but most importantly it matched everything.
No matter what clothes she wore that day, it would match.
"I read online that a bag cures all ills, so I wanted to buy you one. We have a long life ahead, use it slowly."
In addition to a bag carrier, in the remaining shopping bags...
There were shoes, clothes, jewelry; Zhang Hao had prepared everything from head to toe for her.
This made He Qianhui overjoyed, "To buy so much out of the blue, it looks like you got a bonus."
"Bonus or not, buying these things doesn’t seem to affect anything, just tell me if you like them or not."
Looking at these things, an idea suddenly sprouted in He Qianhui’s mind.
"You chose all of these; it seems you understand me better than I do."
Zhang Hao scratched his head, looking all foolish and clueless.
"These were chosen after several discussions with my colleagues in the department."
