The love story of a wealthy family amid anti-fraud storm at the border

When Ling Yue's fingertips touched the hard object at the bottom of the paper bag...

She pulled out a metal plate with the words "International Medical Rescue Association Certified Clinic" engraved on it.

The certificate was issued three days ago - the day she submitted her resignation.

The back of the metal plate was laser engraved with very small words:

"May your battlefield be filled with only sunshine and disinfectant, and no more smoke of gunpowder."

The sycamore leaves outside the window rustled, and the sound of a child crying could be heard in the waiting area.

Ling Yue suddenly recalled the rainy night seven years ago.

At that time, she was squatting at the door of the clinic and crying.

Just because his marriage with Gu Chenxin was completely over.

Little did she know that Yi Chen was standing not far away with an umbrella, silently accompanying her in the rain all night.

"So you've really been here all these years?"

She touched the warm stainless steel tray on the examination table and asked, "You asked Li Chaoyang to pretend to be the agent and deliberately spread the news of the clinic's transfer when I submitted my resignation?"

Yi Chen's Adam's apple rolled twice under his navy blue collar.

The reflection of the stainless steel tray on the examination table revealed the undercurrents in his eyes.

Ling Yue's fingertips were still feeling the coolness of the edge of the metal plate, but they were trembling a little because of the burning palm he suddenly covered.

"That kid Li Chaoyang said you'll definitely cry after looking at the photo wall."

Yi Chen took the metal plate from Ling Yue's fingers.

His fingertips brushed against the almost invisible ring mark at the base of Ling Yue's ring finger.

"For the past seven years, I've been used to checking the weather forecast every day."

The sleeve of Yi Chen's windbreaker brushed across the back of Ling Yue's hand, and Ling Yue's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Yi Chen took out an aluminum military medicine box from the disinfection cabinet.

Twenty pale blue ampoules were neatly arranged inside, labeled "Antivenom - South African Viper."

"Every time you go deep into the rainforest, I'll deposit one here."

His thumb brushed against the shallow scar behind her ear, caused by the bombing in South Africa three years ago.

"Yuer, I'm here for you now, so you don't have to worry about that anymore."

Then, Yi Chen poured all the ampoules into the waste bin.

The setting sun shines through the green vine curtains, casting a swaying spot of light on Yi Chen's profile.

Ling Yue suddenly discovered the old scar on his left brow.

That was caused when Yi Chen saved her during the special campaign to crack down on gangsters and eliminate evil over the past 20 years.

"This wound..."

As soon as she raised her hand to touch him, Yi Chen grabbed her wrist.

Yi Chen pressed his thumb, which had calluses on it, on her beating pulse.

At this moment, his hands were no longer cold, as if the cold hands syndrome had not occurred for a long time.

"Stop talking! Look at me..."

Yi Chen lowered his head and his breath brushed against Ling Yue's fluttering eyelashes.

"Yuer, look at me!"

The sound of the clock chiming off in the waiting area startled Ling Yue, who wanted to get up, but Yi Chen gently put his arm around her waist...

When the metal buckle "clicked" and locked, Ling Yue smelled the scent of cedar mixed with the smell of gunpowder emanating from Yi Chen's collar.

This is Yi Chen's unique smell, the smell that Ling Yue likes.

Yi Chen felt Ling Yue's body trembling. He suddenly took off his watch, revealing "YY.2005" engraved on the inside. The metal was hot from his body temperature.

His fingertips moved up along the groove of her spine and stopped at the zipper hidden in the collar..."

Ling Yue's earlobe was suddenly held by a warm feeling...

When Yi Chen's lips brushed against her sensitive area, the scene that she had imagined countless times in the battlefield tent over the years was shattered by the touch at this moment.

This man who could defuse a bomb in ten seconds with a dagger was trembling all over when he kissed her.

"Yue'er."

Yi Chen's sighing whisper rolled into her collar, and his thigh slipped between her knees...

"In that cave in South Africa, I wished time could stand still."

The wheels of the examination bed moved slowly as their bodies tilted, pushing open the door of the data room.

Bundles of unopened letters poured down, postmarked from all over South Africa to South City, each envelope bearing a red cross.

Ling Yue's back was buried in a pile of yellowed medical records, and Yi Chen's hand was placed behind her neck.

"Can you feel me this time?"

Yi Chen's pupils contracted in the dim light, and his special forces instinct allowed him to accurately bite the hairpin she had loosened.

The small silver moon landed on the X-ray film box with a "ding" sound, reflecting the overlapping figures of the two people.

This time there is no rainstorm and no gun smoke, only the love that has not been spoken for twenty years is about to break through the ban.

When Yi Chen's lips finally pressed down, Ling Yue tasted a taste more bitter than she had imagined.

Yi Chen's kiss was precise and restrained, but he suddenly lost control when it touched Ling Yue's tongue.

Medical records and medical equipment fell to the side...

Yi Chen's hands on her waist slowly unbuttoned Ling Yue's shirt.

At this moment, the sound of an equipment cart suddenly came from the corridor.

"Damn..."

Yi Chen panted lightly, and instantly wrapped Ling Yue's slightly exposed body with his windbreaker and rolled under the examination bed.

At this moment, the "selfish motive" that had been hidden for twenty years was interrupted again.

Ling Yue's lips pressed against Yi Chen's carotid artery and she felt a violent pulsation.

It turns out that Yi Chen's heart rate would also increase when he held her in his arms.

Yi Chen suddenly pinched her chin and deepened his kiss.

This kiss swallowed up all of Ling Yue's breath.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Chen helped Ling Yue up and straightened her messy shirt.

The tips of his ears were still slightly red, and he turned and pointed out the window:

"Yuer, there's a new dessert shop across the street. They make pretty good mango sticky rice..."

Immediately afterwards, Yi Chen took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, the most conspicuous of which was the copper key engraved with wisteria flowers.

"The password to the data room is your birthday. Your favorite Coke is on the third shelf of the freezer. But remember, drink less next time."

"Doctor Ling, Mr. Chen, are you still there?"

The agent's footsteps stopped at the door of the information room.

"Yes, what's up?"

Yi Chen held Ling Yue's hand, and Ling Yue's face behind him was still slightly hot.

The agent immediately understood what had just happened, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yi Chen never talks much when talking to others.

"A Mr. Gu called and wants to transfer his clinic. How should I respond?"

"Do I need to teach you? Just say the clinic has been transferred out."

"oh oh……"

The innocent intermediary was enraged by Yi Chen's anger and fled the "scene" in a hurry.

As dusk drifted into the corridor, Ling Yue stood in front of the clinic door.

She watched Yi Chen carefully squat down and tie a rain shelter for the stray cat.

At this moment, the small sun pattern on the bronze medal was dyed golden by the sunset, just like the hope she carved with a scalpel that year.

She touched the copper key in her pocket and suddenly realized that some waiting is not a silent wait.

Instead, he replaced the disinfectant with the mint flavor she liked, replaced the view through the sniper scope with the view from the clinic window, and turned twenty years of time into the words he said when he opened the door.

"Welcome back, Dr. Ling."

(This book has been completed)