Is This Reporter Also Paying Off Debts Today? Chapter 3

Wen Di Sets Another Flag

The profession of a reporter is no less taxing than that of a doctor. Wen Di’s severe stomach problems and fragile immune system were largely inseparable from the erratic schedule of her work.

Furthermore, Wen Di’s heart was not in the best condition either. Because she often sat for long periods to rush through drafts, she also suffered from numerous issues with her lower back.

Lu Huaichu had suggested more than once that Wen Di should change professions or apply for a more relaxed position to focus on her health before considering anything else.

I know what you’re going to say, Wen Di interrupted Lu Huaichu. Since her hand was being held by him, she could only gently squeeze his palm. I love my job and my profession. It is where my life’s value lies. To speak for those in need, to expose darkness and injustice, to record the changes in this society…

Wen Di could only raise her other hand to slowly smooth back the stray hairs that had fallen over Lu Huaichu’s eyes. Your work helps people’s bodies get better, and my work helps this society get better. That is the value of my existence in this world.

But your health is truly poor. If this continues, a major problem will arise sooner or later! Lu Huaichu’s voice carried a hint of a choke. Wen Di listened to him in almost everything—sleeping when told and taking medicine when told—but she was incredibly stubborn and had her own ideas when it came to her work and spicy strips.

Don’t I have Dr. Lu here? I’ll cooperate obediently. See, I didn’t move around at all during the IV drip today, right? As she spoke, Wen Di proudly waved her hand with the needle in it toward Lu Huaichu.

Hey, don’t move! Careful, or the needle will slip! Lu Huaichu immediately grabbed Wen Di’s restless hand and held it firmly in his palm.

Alright, alright, I won’t move. Don’t be so nervous all the time, okay? I’m not a child… Seeing that Lu Huaichu was truly anxious for a moment, Wen Di could only soothe him gently.

Those who work as reporters, especially those who deal with grassroots news every day, must have a degree of idealism to persist for years on end. Wen Di was no exception.

Think about it, if it were Huainan, would your parents keep him by their side for his whole life just because of his poor health? Would they stop him from following his heart and realizing the life value he wants to achieve? Wen Di asked softly.

The Lu Group was a renowned commercial empire in Anzhou City. The current CEO, Lu Mingchang, had yet to step down. One reason was that his eldest son, Lu Huaichu, had abandoned business for medicine. Lu Mingchang had been very much against this move at first; his original plan was to gradually hand the group over to Lu Huaichu. However, his wife, Wei Wei, doted on their son and wanted him to pursue his dreams, so she let him go. Lu Huaichu also proved himself, quickly making a name for himself in the medical field. Lu Mingchang stopped dwelling on the matter because he had a younger son.

The younger son was quite obedient, having been exposed to economics and business knowledge since childhood. However, this younger son had severe congenital heart disease and was in very poor health. For this reason, the Lu couple rarely let their younger son appear in public.

But what gave the couple a bit of comfort was that the field the eldest son, Lu Huaichu, specialized in was the very direction of the younger son Lu Huainan’s illness. Now, they only needed to wait for a suitable donor heart, and with Lu Huaichu personally performing the surgery, the younger son’s recovery was only a matter of time.

Lu Huaichu shook his head. They wouldn’t… but this is different. Huainan is my brother; besides me, he has my parents to look after him. You are different. You are my… lover. I only want you to be well, to be healthy every day, and to never be in pain again…

Lu Huaichu? Why did you want to be a doctor in the first place? Wen Di’s sudden, seemingly random question made Lu Huaichu pause.

He followed her question and began to think seriously.

Lu Huaichu had been groomed by Lu Mingchang to be the successor since he was a child. It went smoothly at first without any resistance, until the year Lu Huaichu turned ten, when his brother Lu Huainan was born.

A fragile little heart shattered the trajectory of Lu Huaichu’s life. From that moment on, Lu Huaichu vowed to become a doctor and cure Lu Huainan’s illness.

That’s how it was, so I chose the medical path in university. The bond between the two of us is quite unique. My parents were always busy with business, so after Huainan turned one, I basically raised him every day. He’s like half a son to me.

A man-mom. Wen Di closed her eyes, her hand that wasn’t hooked to the IV constantly stroking Lu Huaichu’s ear.

Lu Huaichu was a total brother-con, at least in Wen Di’s eyes.

Before he started dating Wen Di, his phone lock screen was a photo of him and Lu Huainan. The youth in the photo looked very much like Lu Huaichu in his features, but his skin had an unhealthy paleness, and he emitted a more melancholy aura.

Only after the two of them confirmed their relationship did Lu Huaichu change the wallpaper to a photo of them on their first date.

Lu Huaichu just smiled, covering Wen Di’s cold hand with his palm to warm it. The time my parents spend with him the most every year is probably during the winter and summer breaks. They take Huainan to the south; the altitude is low there, and the climate is suitable for a patient to recover. Sweetheart, your birthday is next week. Let me take you there too. Our family has a villa there. We can stay for two or three weeks so you can get some rest.

That sounds nice, but for my birthday this year, I want to go to St. Mary’s Island to see the whales. It’s the best time for whale watching right now. Can we go to your family’s place next time? Wen Di piteously pulled on Lu Huaichu’s hand, swaying it back and forth.

Lu Huaichu’s heart had already melted into a puddle.

Alright, whatever you want, sweetheart.

Having received the promise, Wen Di lay back contentedly, chatting idly with the person beside her.

Speaking of which, how has Huainan been lately?

Him? He’s still the same, undergoing regular treatment and waiting for a suitable donor heart. The heart is different from other organs; if a patient waits for a heart that fits him, it inevitably means the passing of another life in this world. Huainan… he’s too kind. Accepting someone else’s donor heart is a heavy mental burden for him.

Yeah… life is very fragile, but also very resilient. Wen Di felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, only then realizing she hadn’t slept well for several days because of her deadlines.

That villain Lu Huaichu must have added some sedative components to the medicine!

Sleepy? Lu Huaichu leaned in, patted Wen Di’s back, and asked softly.

Mhm… a soft, nasal sound escaped as Wen Di hummed.

Does your stomach still hurt?

A little, but it’s much better… I’m so sleepy… Wen Di spoke incoherently.

As her consciousness drifted, a large, warm hand reached into her sweater, and through her undershirt, began to slowly rub circles.

Sleep, sweetheart. I don’t have a shift this afternoon. I’ve slowed down the drip rate and will stay right here to watch over you. You can sleep in peace.