Chapter 94 Shut Up, Or I’ll Throw You Out

Before long, hashtags like #Lu Er Hits Cong Jinyue#, #Lu Er Fights for Ye Qingge#, and #LoveTriangle# instantly exploded on trending searches!

[Whoa! Top celebrity fights! Fighting for love?!]

[Looking at the photos, Lu Er threw the first punch! For Ye Qingge?]

[I felt something was off during the show… Red-Blue CP really is real!]

[Poor Cong Jinyue, got slapped directly…]

[For Ye Qingge? Lu Er is truly enraged for his beloved!]

[Lu Er is so handsome! Overflowing boyfriend energy! But… what about Dr. Song?]

[Am I the only one curious how Dr. Song feels seeing this trending? [Eating popcorn]]

[Oh no, Dr. Song’s officially wearing a green hat now.]

Hospital.

Dr. Song Jingmo, on the night shift, had just finished rounds and walked toward the staff dining area, a bit tired, hoping for a cup of coffee to perk himself up.

As he reached the door, he overheard a few nurses chattering together, their voices excited yet careful.

“Did he really hit him? For that Ye Qingge?”

“The photos are out.”

“Oh my god, Lu Er looks so dominant! But Dr. Song…”

The moment they saw Song Jingmo push the door open, the gossiping group immediately went silent, faces flickering with panic and awkwardness, eyes darting away.

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, expression unreadable, as if he hadn’t noticed the strange tension.

He calmly walked to the coffee machine, poured himself a cup of black coffee, then found an empty seat to sit.

He took out his phone; the screen was still on a medical paper.

Almost simultaneously, trending notifications popped up on Weibo.

The familiar names and eye-catching tags made Song Jingmo’s finger, about to dismiss them, pause for a moment.

He hesitated, then clicked in.

High-definition photos, vivid descriptions, comments ranging from “Enraged for love”, “Love triangle confirmed”, to “Feeling sorry for Dr. Song”…

Scrolling through quickly, Song Jingmo’s face remained neutral, only his fingertips gripping the cup tightened slightly.

Liao Xubai fanned the flames: “The entertainment world is full of gossip. Trending every other day, and it’s always these jealousy and rivalry dramas.”

“If it were me, having a boyfriend who constantly stirs up trouble and fights for someone else, life would be unbearable. Too stressful.”

At that moment, Leng Keyan rushed in for water and overheard Liao Xubai’s sarcastic remark, instantly snapping.

Ignoring that he was a teacher, he retorted: “My uncle trends on hot searches because he’s famous! Tons of people would kill to get there!”

“Besides, Dr. Song has high standards. Even if all the men in the world died, he still wouldn’t go for someone who complains because they can’t have something… hmph!”

He remembered he was still in the hospital, so he swallowed the words “petty villain”, but the meaningful “hmph” and his scornful glance conveyed everything.

Liao Xubai, being confronted by an intern, immediately looked displeased.

“Leng Keyan, who are you talking about?”

“Whoever responds!” Leng Keyan shot back confidently.

Song Jingmo set down his cup with a soft sound. The arguing pair instantly went silent.

In the dining area, the atmosphere felt tense because of Leng Keyan’s bold words.

Liao Xubai’s face darkened like a burnt pan, clearly about to explode.

Yin Siyao, quick and alert, grabbed the still-arguing Leng Keyan, whispering sharply: “Say less.”

While speaking, he dragged him toward the door, afraid this reckless youth would say something outrageous again.

“Leng Keyan, are you crazy?”

Yin Siyao took him to his office. “No matter what, Liao Xubai is a senior. Even if you dislike him, you must show respect on the surface, right?”

“If you really piss him off, he’ll make life hard for you later.”

Leng Keyan shrugged carelessly. “Scared? With you and Dr. Song protecting me, does he dare?”

Yin Siyao looked at his bold attitude and got furious. “Do you think Dr. Song and I can watch over you 24/7?”

Leng Keyan blinked innocently, grinning mischievously: “Dr. Song can’t, but you can! Just keep an eye on me more, isn’t that enough?”

Yin Siyao, caught off guard by his closeness and ridiculous logic, felt his ears heat up.

He pushed his face away irritably: “Get lost! Who wants to watch you all day? I’m not bored enough for that!”

Seeing Yin Siyao’s tense side profile, Leng Keyan touched his nose, realizing his earlier bold words might have really annoyed him.

He quickly bounced back, squatting beside his chair like a large dog seeking forgiveness, making pitiful whining sounds.

Yin Siyao couldn’t focus on work at all; he typed furiously, trying to drown out his whining.

Leng Keyan, seeing this, went further and tugged at the sleeve of his white coat.

Shaking it gently: “Teacher Yin~ pay attention to me~ You’re the best~ The best teacher in the world~”

Finally, Yin Siyao lost patience, stopped typing, and looked at him expressionlessly: “Shut up. If you make more noise, I’ll throw you out.”

Leng Keyan immediately quieted down but still looked at him with sparkling eyes, trying to force a cute smile.

Seeing his mischievous yet obedient attempt, Yin Siyao’s anger melted by more than half.

He sighed helplessly and waved: “Fine. Sit over there. Don’t disturb my work.”

Leng Keyan knew he was appeased, straightened up, and took out his phone to scroll, no longer bothering him.