400 Yaoyao

She waited for a few seconds before hearing his hum in acknowledgement. Stealing a look at Lu Xingzhi, Jiang Yao turned back and prepared her bed for the night.

"Call Weiqi and ask him to send you home. The bed here is not clean, who knows how many people have slept on it?" He knew his wife very well, knowing that she was slightly germophobic. It was actually a common trait between doctors, or more particularly, the older doctors.

"I am not as bad as you think," Jiang Yao muttered. "Under circumstances and conditions that allow it, I would be as picky as I can. But, if the circumstance does not allow for it, I can be very flexible and easygoing."

She paused, seeing Lu Xingzhi's frigid expression, she laughed and lay down on her bed while assuring him that she was perfectly okay being here.