Chapter 315: Chapter 312 My Ability is Very Strong
He Qianhui gave him another cold look and deliberately crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Doing so, that area became even more attractive.
"Xiaohui, turn around, let me take a picture of you."
Zhang Hao, holding his phone with the camera on, was about to take the picture when
He Qianhui shook her head and said, "Don’t take it. How can I show my face to anyone with photos of me dressed like this?"
"This is called capturing life, hurry up."
Unable to withstand Zhang Hao’s relentless nagging, He Qianhui finally agreed.
After several clicks, Zhang Hao packed up his phone, satisfied.
The preparations were complete, and it was time to get to the main event.
Although the two had been intimate that afternoon, this time could still count as a revisit to an old haunt.
He Qianhui couldn’t help but recall the first time with intense excitement in her heart.
Just as they were about to get intimate, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
She had lived here for so long and rarely interacted with the neighbors.
Now that she just came back, someone was knocking on the door. Could it be Liu Gang returning?
With this anxious thought in mind, Zhang Hao, who had not yet started to undress, went to open the door.
He Qianhui waited in the room, but upon opening the door, Zhang Hao saw a lady in her fifties or sixties.
The lady didn’t recognize Zhang Hao and found him unfamiliar.
"Are new people living here? What happened to the couple that was here before?"
Mr. Zhang laughed and said, "The previous owner moved out, we just got the keys and came over to take a look."
The lady nodded as if taking the matter seriously.
"So, they moved out, huh? I was wondering why I hadn’t seen anyone coming or going for such a long time."
"But the house here is so nice, why would they move out all of a sudden?"
Zhang Hao wasn’t in the mood to explain much to the lady.
"Auntie, if there’s nothing else, I’ll continue tidying up."
After saying this, Zhang Hao was ready to close the door, but the lady was rather enthusiastic.
"Do you need help? Can you manage on your own? I’ve already had dinner anyway."
"I can help with cleaning and wiping down things, no problem," said the woman, as she tried to enter.
Once she entered, He Qianhui, who was still in the bedroom, would have nowhere to hide.
Zhang Hao had no choice but to block her: "I’m not cleaning up today. I just came to look around and will come back when I have time on the weekend."
The lady said "Oh" and still poked her head in for a look.
"Actually, the house is quite clean. Remember to call me when you clean it up; I live upstairs."
"I was just returning from a walk. Standing downstairs, I suddenly saw the lights on and got curious to check it out; don’t mind me at all."
What could Zhang Hao mind? Besides, it wouldn’t be long before they truly became neighbors.
To some extent, he felt the lady didn’t want to go home, but Zhang Hao couldn’t keep her here indefinitely.
Finally, after seeing her off, he quickly closed the door and bolted it.
Hidden in the bedroom, He Qianhui, who had overheard the conversation outside, was extremely nervous.
Fortunately, the lady didn’t come in. If she had seen her here,
By tomorrow, she would become the talk of the neighborhood.
"I didn’t expect the neighbors here to be so warmhearted, even offering to help me clean," said Zhang Hao.
To this, He Qianhui responded with resignation.
"That’s really too kind. To come over to help clean the room, it looks like we could even save on cleaning services this weekend."
"That won’t do, housekeeping is housekeeping, and we can’t confuse it with the kindness of neighbors."
"Besides, if something can be solved with money, you shouldn’t owe others favors."
"But now is not the time to talk about that; we also need to hurry up."
Reminded by Zhang Hao, He Qianhui also stirred up her own emotions.
In a nearly instant moment, the two people’s rationality was completely overwhelmed by desire.
Especially now that they were back in their old home, the feeling was indescribable.
To avoid disturbing the neighbors, particularly the auntie living upstairs,
every time Zhang Hao thrust forcefully, He Qianhui had to refrain from making any noise.
Lest the noise became too loud and they got complaints from the property management about disturbing the peace.
After finally reaching the peak, the two of them lay on the bed in all directions.
"You tell me, you’ve shot so much inside me, back and forth, but why does my period still come on time every month?"
"Could it be that your stuff isn’t effective, or is there really something wrong with my body?"
He Qianhui’s abrupt question also made Zhang Hao a bit nervous.
"Why bring up this kind of thing when all is well? Anyway, neither of us wants kids right now, isn’t it good that you haven’t gotten pregnant?" Zhang Hao said.
Gently touching her flat stomach, He Qianhui said softly, "It is good, but I’m worried."
"How about we take precautions the next time? When we’re really ready for kids, we can let go. What do you think?"
Zhang Hao raised both hands and feet in agreement with He Qianhui’s suggestion.
"Fine, no problem, but when you use your mouth on me, can we skip the precautions then? After all, you can’t get pregnant in your mouth."
Upon hearing this, He Qianhui both fumed and chuckled, "You always find a way to tease me with your words, and I can’t even refute you."
"That proves I’m right. Rest for a while, let’s have a bath and then head home."
By the time the two of them got home, it was already past eleven o’clock at night.
Since they had already bathed earlier, they just went straight to bed and slept.
Now that she had a home, He Qianhui felt very secure inside, and her life was steadily moving in a happy direction.
Even in her sleep, her dreams were sweet.
The next morning, Zhang Hao went to the hospital to work, still humming a tune as he walked.
But before he could make it to his department, he was stopped by the director of surgery.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, over here, we have a patient in surgery who could use your help."
When was the last time he had helped out in surgery?
Zhang Hao could hardly remember.
And now, going there again, he wondered what kind of patient he would encounter.
Upon arriving in the ward, he saw it was a slashing injury.
Standing beside the hospital bed was a woman with meticulous makeup, so refined that even the strands of her hair wafted a light scent of roses.
"What happened here, a brawl, a slashing injury?"
Without waiting for a response, Zhang Hao noticed handcuffs on one side of the bed.
"The specifics aren’t very clear. The police didn’t share the details with us, but one can guess."
"Probably had a disagreement with someone, pulled out a knife and started slashing. Just managed to stabilize the vital signs."
"As soon as things stabilize, we need to rush to the operating room, otherwise excessive blood loss, and the patient can’t be saved."
Looking at the situation, it was clear that a major surgery was imminent.
Zhang Hao watched the monitors next to the hospital bed and, looking up, noticed the woman was staring at him.
"Doctor, you’re so young, can you ensure a successful surgery for my husband?"
"He’s severely injured; we need an experienced doctor now."
Zhang Hao, hands in his pockets, coldly faced the woman and said, "I am highly capable."
