City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 883 - 0883: Heading to the Eastern Castle

Chapter 883: Chapter 0883: Heading to the Eastern Castle

The tall, blonde hotel waitress was exceptionally enthusiastic and didn’t belittle Ye Qiu for his plain attire.

After all, during their last visit, Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting stayed at the Louvre Hotel using Louise’s family membership card.

This time, though Louise wasn’t present, Ye Qiu didn’t want to take advantage of her membership card.

"Mr. Ye, would you like to book two rooms?"

The receptionist asked.

"Just one. Two would be wasteful!"

After all, they were only resting at the hotel until daylight before heading directly by high-speed train to the Eastern Castle.

After agreeing to book a deluxe double suite, Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting followed two female staff members and took the elevator to the 16th floor. Upon entering the room, Zhou Wenting handed the staff a 200-euro tip.

Inside the room, Zhou Wenting looked energetic, while Ye Qiu felt slightly uncomfortable, mainly because he hadn’t bathed yet.

He planned to take a shower first and then head to the Eastern Castle via the high-speed train.

Letting Zhou Wenting take the shower first, Ye Qiu sat on the balcony, watching the Paris nightscape under the stars. He could clearly see the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, and even the Arc de Triomphe.

Originally, he thought of calling Louise, but considering the time, she was probably still resting.

After Zhou Wenting finished showering and stepped out in her own pajamas, standing beside Ye Qiu, the scent of her shower gel and shampoo wafted over.

Post-shower, Zhou Wenting indeed felt much more comfortable.

Ye Qiu grabbed his underwear and headed to the bathroom, emerging later after his own shower, towel-drying his hair. Looking at Zhou Wenting, he asked, "Are you sleeping or not? If not, I’ll sleep on the big bed myself!"

"Go ahead and sleep!"

Having slept for over ten hours straight, Zhou Wenting was already wide awake.

Ye Qiu turned off the lights, lay on the soft, fluffy big bed, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes and woke up again, he felt something soft touching him. Looking closer, wasn’t this Zhou Wenting, in her pajamas, sound asleep beside him?

Ye Qiu had no idea when Zhou Wenting had fallen asleep here.

Staring at the beauty sleeping sweetly before him, Ye Qiu didn’t wake her up.

Getting up to wash and dress, he stepped out onto the balcony. The warm sunlight in Paris bathed him; the temperature was now 5 to 16 degrees Celsius, arguably the most comfortable range—colder than back home.

Back home it was still over thirty degrees, but here it had already dropped below twenty.

However, Ye Qiu hadn’t brought extra warm clothing with him. Zhou Wenting, understanding the local weather, had thoughtfully prepared a set of winter clothes in advance.

Taking out his phone, Ye Qiu called Louise, and the call quickly connected. Louise’s voice came through: "Why are you calling me?"

"Louise, I’ve arrived in Paris and plan to head to the Eastern Castle!"

"No way! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

Still in Marseille, Louise sounded very excited to hear that Ye Qiu had arrived.

"I arrived last night but didn’t want to disturb you!"

Ye Qiu and Louise chatted for over ten minutes before Louise hung up to start packing her belongings, intending to head to the Eastern Castle herself.

By the time Zhou Wenting woke up, it was already past ten in the morning, Paris time.

"How did you fall asleep again?"

"I was watching TV for a bit, and then, feeling cozy like you mentioned, I lay down and fell asleep."

Compared to men, women tend to sleep longer.

Having worked for so long at the Affiliated Hospital, Zhou Wenting hadn’t indulged in sleeping in for a long time.

"Let’s grab lunch first and then take the high-speed train."

Ye Qiu let Zhou Wenting freshen up first. Once she was done, she slipped into a dress and asked, "How do I look?"

"Not bad."

After adding her winter coat, Zhou Wenting felt indifferent about it indoors where the heating was on. But stepping outside, the chill was still evident.

Especially since she’d just disembarked the plane last night, many tourists from back home struggled to adapt. Meanwhile, Zhou Wenting couldn’t help but find it odd that Ye Qiu was still wearing summer clothes—wasn’t he cold?

"Aren’t you cold?"

"I’m different than you. Don’t believe me? Touch my hand."

Zhou Wenting grabbed Ye Qiu’s hand and surprisingly found it warm.

How was this possible?

But recalling Ye Qiu’s mysterious medical skills, she didn’t know what to say.

The two went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch, planning to return afterward to collect their belongings.

As soon as they descended, the female staff members greeted them warmly.

"We’re heading to the restaurant for lunch first."

Of course, this Louvre Hotel offered Western cuisine, including authentic French dishes.

Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting entered and noticed most people wearing winter attire. Only the fashionable French women braved the chill, exposing their long, slender legs. The men, however, were dressed far more warmly.

Paris, being the fashion capital, naturally showcased a sense of style among its men and women. Their casual outfits carried an inherent elegance.

On top of that, clothing prices here were relatively inexpensive compared to their income levels; they might even buy new clothes every week.

Sitting down, Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting were approached by a waiter. They only ordered beef steak.

After ordering the steaks, naturally, they paired them with wine.

Last time, Zhou Wenting drank too much and felt tipsy.

But one or two glasses were certainly fine.

"Have you informed Louise?"

"I did."

Ye Qiu replied.

"So, what’s the deal between you two now? Are things good again?"

Zhou Wenting couldn’t quite grasp the dynamics between Ye Qiu and Louise—they fluctuated too much. However, relying on her sixth sense, she felt something was off between the two.

"It’s always been like that."

When the chef finished preparing their steaks and brought them over, a waitress also delivered a bottle of red wine.

It was a bottle of Lafite, priced at over a thousand euros—not too expensive, yet not too cheap. At least there was no worry about it being a counterfeit.

The two savored their wine and steaks leisurely.

By roughly 11:00 a.m., they had finished their meal and returned to their hotel room, packed their belongings, and checked out.

After Zhou Wenting paid with her card, the hotel’s dedicated driver learned they were heading to the Paris train station and personally drove them there.

At the station, they entered, purchased tickets for the high-speed train and subsequent connecting train, and waited about 20 minutes before proceeding with ticket inspection and boarding.

As before, it took less than two hours to reach the smaller city, where they switched to another train bound for the town.

At this point, Ye Qiu took out his phone and called Housekeeper Eugene.

"Housekeeper Eugene, I’ll be arriving in the town soon. Please meet us at the train station!"

"Understood, Young Master Ye, I’ll be there to pick you up!"