Chapter 65: Chapter 64: The Hand Inside the Underwear
Zhao Qing still couldn’t help but give Zhang Hao a cold look, but she didn’t dare delay with work matters.
She could only hurry back to her own department and was busy for quite a while before she finally had a break.
When her colleague approached, she frowned, lowered her voice, and said to Zhao Qing, "Xiao Qing, where did you just go?"
"The director had to call for you, and your hair and nurse’s cap are all crooked. Didn’t you notice?"
If her colleague hadn’t mentioned it, Zhao Qing wouldn’t have realized. She went to the mirror to straighten her hair and cap.
"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"
"Actually, it’s no big deal, just pretend you were too busy. Anyway, the director won’t say anything to you."
Zhao Qing didn’t speak and, seeing it wasn’t so busy, she took a few tissues from her bag and headed towards the restroom.
When she got to the stall and took off her pants, she saw that her underwear was already soaked through.
God knows how uncomfortable the wet, slippery stickiness between her legs was while she was working.
Now, at least, she could clean herself a bit, but it’s a pity this is the hospital, not her home.
If she were at home, she would certainly wash thoroughly with water.
But such facilities are not available in the hospital.
Using the tissues to simply wipe away the wet slipperiness between her legs, Zhao Qing then returned to her post.
In fact, it wasn’t long until the end of her shift, and her department wasn’t that busy to begin with.
It’s just a sporadic busyness every other day.
Sitting at the nurse’s station, Zhao Qing propped her cheek in one hand, still savoring the madness with Zhang Hao.
She actually hadn’t intended to have anything happen with Zhang Hao in the hospital, and she even wanted to have a good talk with him.
They should let things take their course, but what she didn’t expect was that Zhang Hao was also quick-tempered.
Whenever she thought about it, she would get lost in thought, and didn’t respond to a single word her colleague was saying to her.
"Xiao Qing, what are you thinking about again? You’ve been off all day, distracted. Be careful, or you might make a mistake at work."
"A mistake? What mistake?" Zhao Qing snapped back to reality. She had only heard the last two words, which scared her into a cold sweat.
"It’s nothing, just seeing you zone out, not answering when spoken to."
Zhao Qing breathed a sigh of relief. They, as nurses, couldn’t afford to make mistakes at work; a single error could be catastrophic for patients.
Finally, when it was time to get off work, Zhao Qing got herself together, but what surprised her was that Zhang Hao actually came to find her.
Seeing Zhang Hao again, Zhao Qing’s heart skipped a beat—only the two of them knew what had happened!
"Yo, Doctor Zhang, how come you have time to come to our department?"
Zhang Hao, hands in his pockets, glanced at Zhao Qing and said, "It’s all for her. She didn’t drive to work today, so I have to play the driver and take her home."
Zhao Qing’s heart skipped a beat, wondering if she would be alright if she went home with Zhang Hao.
So she simply said to Zhang Hao, "I don’t need you to take me. Taxis are so convenient; I can just hail one."
Unfortunately, one of her colleagues, unaware of the situation, chimed in, "Doctor Zhang is being kind. We nurses don’t have money to waste like that. Having a handsome guy act like a driver is something we’d all love to take advantage of."
Zhao Qing quickly packed up her things, not wanting to listen to her colleagues’ idle chatter any longer.
Pulling Zhang Hao by the hand, she rushed towards the hospital’s exit and reached the parking lot, panting heavily.
"Doctor Zhang, you..."
"I’ve booked a room. Whether you go or not is up to you. If you don’t, I’ll just take you home, and we’ll pretend nothing happened today."
"In the future, I hope Nurse Zhao won’t interfere with my personal life."
Zhao Qing’s mind went blank. She hadn’t expected Zhang Hao to be so direct.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Qing went through a fierce psychological battle.
However, she thought about how she was already someone who had been married once.
If she was too prudish about that kind of thing, it didn’t seem to have many benefits.
On the contrary, she would have missed out on a lot of pleasure.
And hadn’t she already been satisfied by Zhang Hao this afternoon?
It’s just that the pleasure was too brief last time, and she had descended from the clouds all too quickly.
That was just a simple beginning, like a trial run, not the regular service.
"Okay, then let’s go to the hotel," she said.
Zhao Qing got into the car, and without another word, Zhang Hao stepped on the gas and headed straight for the hotel.
Right before they went upstairs, Zhang Hao stopped at a supermarket and bought a box of condoms.
Zhao Qing’s face flushed red when she saw Zhang Hao purchasing the item.
She thought about how during the two years she was with He Chao, she didn’t know how she was able to refuse to have sex with him.
If he hadn’t messed around outside, maybe they could have had a child or two.
Unfortunately, she had a bit of an obsession with personal hygiene, and towards the end, He Chao’s physical examination had problems.
She was even more reluctant to have any intimate contact with him.
Instead, she secretly bought quite a few toys for self-comfort.
If it hadn’t been for Zhang Hao suddenly battling with her in the bathroom today, she might have almost forgotten what the real thing felt like.
"Extra-large! Doctor Zhang, you really..."
Zhao Qing swallowed the rest of her words halfway through, as indeed, with Zhang Hao’s size, a medium wouldn’t fit.
Zhang Hao didn’t say anything during the drive, just focused on driving, and when they arrived at the hotel, he parked the car properly.
Zhang Hao pocketed the box, and Zhao Qing, like a little rabbit, instinctively followed him through the hotel’s main entrance.
They had been to this hotel yesterday, but today the person handling their check-in was someone else.
When Zhao Qing took out her ID card from her bag, she was somewhat hesitant to look at the staff member.
"Here is your room key. Take good care of it, and if you need anything, you can directly call the front desk. We will satisfy your requests within ten minutes," the staff member said.
They took the elevator up with the room key, just like last night. However, unlike Tu Ya, who was generous enough to afford a nice room,
Zhang Hao only booked a standard room; he didn’t plan to go back tonight. In a standard room with two beds, one for activities and the other for sleep, there’s no conflict.
Upon entering the room, before Zhao Qing could say a word, Zhang Hao had already launched his assault.
It was the height of summer, and one couldn’t wear thick clothes. Zhao Qing was dressed in just a light pink short sleeves.
Her breasts were full and round, making the thin layer of fabric almost seem nonexistent.
"Just now in the bathroom I didn’t properly knead them for you. Now that we have more time, I can really play," Zhang Hao said.
Zhao Qing was still somewhat restrained and tried to evade Zhang Hao’s advances.
But she, a frail woman, even with all her strength, couldn’t overcome Zhang Hao’s brute force.
In the end, she let him have his way with her.
Rip!
Zhang Hao forcefully grabbed the neckline of her blouse and tore it, and Zhao Qing screamed, "My clothes!"
"No worries, I’ll buy you a new one after we’re done," Zhang Hao replied.
Zhao Qing furrowed her brows, and when she looked down again, she found that Zhang Hao’s hand had already reached into her bra.
