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"Dr. Sam, have you really forgotten me?" It was the 281st time that Wendy Li had asked Sam Lu this question ever since she became an intern at the First Hospital.
Sam Lu knitted his eyebrows together.
"Miss Wendy, I really couldn't remember you."
"How could you?" Wendy Li scowled, crossing her arms against her chest. "Why are you so forgetful?"
Their first encounter was not as romantic as the ones in the movies. It wasn't an unexpected turn of events or a casual glimpse in a coffee shop. No. They actually met in a hospital...
Three years ago...
"Wendy, wait for me, okay? I'll get out of work soon!" After graduation, Wendy Li traveled to City A to visit her cousin, Sherry Qiu, who worked as a nurse in the First Hospital.
"Sure."
Wendy Li wandered around the nursing station. The pungent smell of disinfectant slipped into her nostrils, making her scrunch up her nose in disgust. Without having anything else to do, she decided to take a nap on the table.
"Wendy, are you tired? Why are you sleeping?" Sherry Qiu gently shook her awake.
"What?" Wendy Li smiled, embarrassed. Although Sherry Qiu was a little worried about her cousin, she was too busy to take care of her.
Wendy Li had nothing to do but glance around. She then found a nurse uniform next to her and wore it.
"Well, it's a bit small for me, and the buttons don't close." Wendy Li took a deep breath, tightening her stomach. However, it was to no avail. Suddenly, a voice came behind her. She gaped with someone rushing over to her.
"Are you the nurse on duty today? Come here!"
She was taken to the ICU before she could react. Her eyes widened, taking in the sight that greeted her. Doctors and nurses were surrounding a lying patient as they readied for another operation.
The sound of clinking and drilling filled her ears. She flinched.
"What are you doing? Test the patient's vital signs!"
Wendy's eyes widened as she stared at the patient. It was her first time seeing an unconscious body. Swallowing hard, she clutched her stomach.
"I–" she stuttered out.
"What? Hurry up!" the man snapped as he was performing a CPR.
"I'm not exactly a nurse." The ward was dead silent as they all shared confused glances. After all, she was wearing their uniform.
After a few seconds, he shoved her out. "Get out!"
As Wendy was being thrown out of the ICU, she could feel her heart doing flips.
Later, when everything had finally calmed down, Sherry Qiu told her that the man's name was Sam Lu. It was his last year of internship before he stepped in as an actual surgeon in the team.
Wendy wasn't one to believe in love at first sight before, but after meeting him, she realized that she loved him. Her goal was to be with him one day, and that stubbornness sent her through the bloody trek to nursing school.
However, it seemed that the faiths weren't in her favor. Sam Lu had not taken her seriously after all.
"Dr. Sam, this is the routine examination report of the patient in the first bed," Wendy reported seriously, wanting to look smart in front of him.
Sam Lu didn't even bother to look at her or even stretch his hand to grab the document.
"Put it on the table."
Wendy gaped at him, widening her eyes in disbelief. She quickly placed the document on the table, but she still didn't move. As if finally noticing her presence, he lifted his head.
"Anything else?"
"Dr. Sam, are you free tonight?" she said expectantly.
Sam took out his small notebook and shrugged.
"I'll be busy." 'Why is he so cold?' Wendy plastered another flattering smile on her face.
"Tomorrow night then?"
"I'll be having an operation." Sam picked up his case records and walked out of the office. Wendy ran to catch up with him.
"The day after tomorrow then? Or two days after tomorrow? Or how about the day after that? I mean, there should be one day when you aren't that busy, right?"
"Miss Wendy! Please respect my privacy." Sam finally turned his head to look at her. Wendy paused for a bit. When Sam was about to lift his foot, she quickly grabbed his coat.
"How about tomorrow noon?"
she asked cheekily. Sam ignored her and continued on his daily rounds.
"Damn it!" Wendy cursed to herself, shaking her head. It seemed that she had lost again.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Lily was also one of the interns in the First Hospital. She was returning to the nursing station when she saw Wendy leaning against the wall.
Knowing her very well, Lily shook her head.
"I'm guessing you've seen Dr. Sam?"
"Don't even mention that asshole to me. He thinks that he owns the world with how cold he's being!" Wendy scowled, grabbing a charcoal pen from her pockets and proceeded to stab the head onto the notebook.
"You really love him, don't you?" Lily sighed, shaking her head.
"He's an idiot! I mean, hello? It's not like I'm ugly. Can't he see who's standing right in front of him?" Wendy scowled.
"Have you seen the other girls running after him? They're gorgeous. You're probably nothing compared to them." Lily snorted jokingly.
"Bitch," Wendy snapped, pouting. "You owe me for that." "Fine, fine.
How about some hot pot?"
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