Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 92 Xia Xue Performs a Dance

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Xia Xue Performs a Dance

"Aunt Yun, are you not going to the beauty salon today either?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No, I’m the boss, and I don’t need to go there every day. There’s not much going on recently, so I’ll just stay at home with you guys," she replied.

Chen Yun was embarrassed to admit she wanted to stay to take care of Zhang Yang, but what she said wasn’t wrong.

Zhang Yang let out an "Oh," then turned to Cheng Yue and asked, "Sister Yue, you don’t need to go to the hospital either?"

"I took leave. As long as there aren’t any particularly difficult patients, they won’t call me."

Cheng Yue replied frankly.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang felt a bit awkward and quickly said, "You don’t have to delay your own matters for me. How could I be at peace with that?"

Both Cheng Yue and Chen Yun looked at Zhang Yang with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

Then, in unison, they both asked, "Do you have something on?"

Zhang Yang shook his head awkwardly, "No, it’s just that I don’t want to hold you both up, and I can manage my medicine just fine on my own."

Xia Xue noticed that Zhang Yang had asked Chen Yun and Cheng Yue, but had specifically not asked her, and immediately guessed that Zhang Yang wanted to be alone with her.

She quickly said, "Aunt Yun, Yueyue, Zhang Yang is right. Why don’t you both go ahead with your plans? I can stay at home and watch him."

Chen Yun and Cheng Yue were taken aback and then shook their heads in unison.

"I’m not busy either, and you don’t know how to cook. You two can’t just order takeout all the time," Chen Yun said earnestly.

Cheng Yue also spoke irritably, "With a cut that big on your tongue, you can’t apply the medicine properly by yourself. Why are you trying to act tough? What, do you think Aunt Yun and I are in the way?"

"Not at all, how could that be? I just wanted to go for a walk," he replied.

"Oh, then why don’t we all go for a walk in the park?" Cheng Yue suggested naturally.

Chen Yun thought for a moment and said, "You guys go ahead. I need to go to the market to buy groceries."

She needed to buy some vegetables, and either fish or chicken, to make soup for Zhang Yang. Moreover, since she couldn’t be alone with Zhang Yang, tagging along didn’t seem worthwhile.

Seizing the opportunity, Xia Xue also said to Cheng Yue, "I should accompany Zhang Yang for a walk. You didn’t sleep well all night. You should rest at home, and you still need to apply his medicine later tonight."

Cheng Yue indeed looked drained and decided to agree after a moment’s thought.

Zhang Yang stealthily winked at Xia Xue, showing his approval.

Xia Xue was secretly delighted, "I’ll go do my makeup. You rest for a bit."

An hour later, Xia Xue, Zhang Yang, and Chen Yun went out together.

However, after leaving the residential area, Chen Yun headed to the market.

Zhang Yang and Xia Xue walked slowly toward the park near their community.

"Zhang Yang, does it hurt a lot? Is your medicine really effective? Yueyue said that your wound is quite big and that it’s very easy to get infected if not treated properly," Xia Xue asked with concern in her eyes.

Zhang Yang took the opportunity to hold Xia Xue’s hand, "Don’t worry, cousin. I’m a doctor myself. I wouldn’t joke around with my own health."

Xia Xue became somewhat panicked when Zhang Yang took her hand, looking around nervously.

Although she didn’t see anyone she knew, she was still afraid to walk down the street hand in hand with Zhang Yang so openly.

If a familiar face saw them, it would be troublesome.

But she couldn’t bear to let go of Zhang Yang’s hand and enjoyed their walk together immensely.

Seeing Xia Xue so anxious, Zhang Yang said, "Let’s go to the small woods in the park, where there are fewer people."

"Okay!" Xia Xue immediately agreed.

At this hour, early in the morning on a workday, the park was mostly filled with retired elderly people walking and exercising.

There were also quite a few singing and playing music, giving a profound sense of peacefulness as they walked.

Xia Xue also felt the warm atmosphere and affectionately looped her arm through Zhang Yang’s.

Times like these were rare for her and Zhang Yang, so Xia Xue cherished them deeply.

Today, Xia Xue was dressed youthfully and brightly, in a JK uniform, the spitting image of a beautiful college student.

The full, supple softness transmitted from her arm was making Zhang Yang’s heart itch.

Occasionally, a breeze would blow past, lifting a strand of hair and letting it drift across his face, further stirring his emotions.

"Cousin!"

"Hmm? What is it?" Xia Xue turned her head to look.

Upon seeing her stunningly beautiful face, Zhang Yang caught his breath, then said dumbly, "You’re really beautiful!"

Xia Xue’s face turned a shade of pink, and looking into Zhang Yang’s infatuated eyes, her heart felt as sweet as honey.

"Silly, has your tongue gone bad? Your words are as sweet as honey."

Then she glanced around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she quickly stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on the corner of Zhang Yang’s mouth.

Zhang Yang was also feeling overjoyed from the kiss, thinking how beautiful Xia Xue was today.

In any school, she would be the ultimate goddess, an existence yearned for by countless boys.

And now, she was snuggling up to him like a little bird relying on a person, giving Zhang Yang a strong sense of achievement.

At that moment, an elderly lady approached them and said, "Young man, your girlfriend is really beautiful."

Flattered by the compliment from a stranger, Xia Xue hurriedly expressed her thanks.

"Can you dance? Seeing how loving you young couples are, we can’t help but want to play a tune for you."

Only then did Zhang Yang and Xia Xue notice that several elderly people nearby were watching them.

They seemed to be members of a senior choir, with many holding various musical instruments.

There were erhus, accordions, harmonicas, and even a suona and a saxophone.

Zhang Yang immediately became interested and quickly replied, "My girlfriend happens to be a dance teacher."

"Is that so? I thought as much, what a waste it would be for such a figure not to dance."

The elderly lady, clearly experienced, must have suspected Xia Xue had some dance training, hence the invitation.

Xia Xue felt a bit embarrassed, as she had never danced in a park before.

"Do you want to see me dance?" Xia Xue looked up at Zhang Yang, her eyes brimming with deep affection.

"Yes!"

"Alright, then I’ll perform a piece for you."

Hearing Xia Xue’s agreement, the elderly lady couldn’t stop smiling, leading Zhang Yang and Xia Xue to the pavilion.

"What dance are you good at, young lady?"

After taking a look at the instruments on the stage, Xia Xue said, "Then let’s go with a folk dance."

Apparently, Xia Xue was a versatile performer, and upon seeing this, the elderly folks also got ready to play.

Zhang Yang stood by, eagerly anticipating the performance.

As the music started, Xia Xue also began to dance in rhythm.

Her entrance amazed everyone present; the seniors realized they had encountered a professional and, delighted, they all played to their strengths.

Zhang Yang had never been so close to watching Xia Xue dance before. She perfectly embodied the dance of youthful beauty.

The dance, which carried memories of a glorious era, narrated stories of youth from that age—dreams and aspirations.

But now, Xia Xue, in her vibrant youth and JK uniform, along with every move, every expression she danced, redefined a modern version of youthful beauty.

She showed the audience both a tribute and a passing down of tradition, as well as the youthful vitality of their generation.

Zhang Yang was already completely mesmerized; the dancing Xia Xue seemed to radiate light from her entire being, shimmering with a dazzling starlight even in the park.

Unknowingly, they had attracted quite a crowd and, at the end of the dance, a round of warm applause ensued.

Zhang Yang clapped the loudest. Xia Xue’s eyes met his, filled with a fixation and fervor as if he were about to devour her.

The next second, Zhang Yang rushed over, scooped Xia Xue up by the waist, and spun her over his head.

"My goodness, how beautiful!" A chorus of awed and admiring exclamations rose from the crowd.