Is he teasing me

Chapter 14 What kind of deep friendship are they?

As soon as Geng Jun left, the fat nurse seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, and let out a long breath of relief.

The nurse behind Zhang Moyan half-jokingly said: "Little Fatty, you are famous in our hospital for hitting the nail on the head. Today, Dean Geng came here and you didn't take the opportunity to show yourself. Why did you smash your own brand instead?"

The fat nurse wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, and said heartbrokenly, "55555, I'm too nervous! I want to show it too, but I can't live up to my expectations!"

She turned her head and said to Zhang Moyan apologetically, "I'm really sorry, why don't you wait, I'll go to the ward and find you an experienced nurse."

Zhang Moyan lowered her head slightly: "I'd better change my arm!"

She rolled up the other sleeve and put it on the little white pillow.The fat nurse looks young and small. Since she has always been skilled in needlework, don't leave any psychological shadow because of her.

The fat nurse stopped, and a warm current poured into her heart that was about to collapse, her eyes were moist.

Zhang Moyan comforted lightly: "You rest for a while, I believe in you."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it easy, I'll be fine for a while." The fat nurse guessed that this expressionless girl was probably already annoyed, but now that she is actually so understanding and understanding, she felt a rush of enthusiasm, and hurriedly moved stiffly finger.

"Excuse me," Zhang Moyan took advantage of this spare time to ask a question that has troubled her heart for an hour: "Do I have to be accompanied by the vice president for this inspection package?"

"Set meal? What kind of meal plan?" Several nurses stared at each other.

Although the fat nurse didn't know what the "set meal" was, she almost answered her question: "How is it possible, how can Dean Geng follow anyone casually? He is very busy, and he will never leave the department. We only have You can only see him when you are in a meeting."

Zhang Moyan was even more confused and fell into deep thought.

The nurse who pushed Zhang Moyan saw her confusion, smiled and explained: "Dean Geng will accompany you because you saved Teacher Xiao from the gangsters! Dean Geng must be very grateful to you Yes, naturally we should pay more attention.”

It turned out to be the case.

Then the problem is coming.

What kind of deep friendship is there between Dean Geng and Teacher Xiao?
Why did she get so much attention from him after saving Teacher Xiao?

The mystery here must be observed.

She has been a reporter for three years, and although she still doesn't know everything about human nature, she has read countless people.

A high-altitude flower like Dean Geng would never condescend to take the risk of being gossiped with a patient who has nothing to do with him if he does not have a certain amount of affection.

Moreover, Dean Geng has been polite and harmonious for more than an hour. Judging from the reactions of his colleagues, this is definitely not the state of Dean Geng's sudden change today.

Then, yesterday's Dean Geng was worth tasting.

But Zhang Moyan didn't continue to ask, after all, what does it matter to her?If you ask too much, it will appear that she is a gossip.

After a while, the fat nurse announced that he had recovered his skills, and Zhang Moyan gave her his hand to smoke again, hitting the nail on the head.

Fifteen minutes later, two nurses delivered Zhang Moyan to the door of Geng Jun's office. Nurse A knocked on the door and pushed the half-covered door open.

"Uh, sorry!"

There were other people in the office besides Geng Jun. Nurse A's reckless self-blame flashed across her face, and she leaned into half of her body improvisingly, with a soft voice: "Yuan Geng, Ms. Zhang has already checked... Well, let's accompany her first." Wait outside."

"No need," Geng Jun's voice came from inside, "Please come in!"

"Okay." Nurse A said and opened the door wide, and Nurse B pushed Zhang Moyan into Geng Jun's office.

Geng Jun sat behind a very spacious desk, and behind him stood two white coats, at least ten years older than him, the three of them seemed to be researching something just now.

Zhang Moyan came in, and the two white coats were still staring at the materials in Geng Jun's hands, thinking hard. Geng Jun looked at the two of them, closed the folder and stood up, apologetically saying: "I will go to the ward to see you later. , now I have something to attend to."

The two white coats came back to their senses, and looked at Zhang Moyan together. They seemed to have gained some kind of tacit understanding within a few seconds, and quickly said politely: "Oh, ok, ok, let's go back and figure it out for ourselves first."

After the doctor left, the nurse also left, and only Geng Jun and Zhang Moyan were left in the room.

Geng Jun stood up and showed her a professional smile: "Please wait a moment, let me take a look at your inspection report first." Then, he sat down, tapped the keyboard and clicked the mouse, and looked up Zhang Moyan yesterday and Zhang Moyan on the computer. Today's inspection report.

As he sat down, Zhang Moyan, who was savoring this professional smile, took a deep breath.

Geng Jun's office is huge, but the layout is very simple. There is a table, a few chairs, a bookshelf, and a wardrobe. There are so few things that it feels like a waste of space, and the decoration is so simple that it seems that the unit is short of money.

But on the white wall behind him, there is a half-meter-square, exquisitely designed tempered glass cabinet that feels expensive at first glance.

Inside, there was a beautifully shaped blue porcelain vase with a shiny glaze.

Recently, due to work, Zhang Moyan dug up some information about porcelain, and yesterday's auction also allowed her to see many famous kiln boutiques, but only this piece of porcelain in front of her made her feel ashamed at the first sight. A line of poems flashed through her mind, a line of seven-character ancient poems describing celadon.

Thousands of peaks, green waves and emerald colors

——It seems to be the color taken from the verdant green hills of nature and the vast expanse of lake water.

This poem once made Zhang Moyan feel the image and perfection of the ancients' words and sentences.

But now, when she saw this porcelain vase, she understood it instantly.

This is by no means an exaggerated technique of the ancients, but a kind of celadon glaze color that has been perfected and shocked people's hearts in the real world.

The snow-white arrangement in the room is like a piece of smooth and delicate rice paper. Geng Jun and this porcelain vase, one person, one thing, one white and one green, are beautiful and handsome, and they complement each other, just like a pair of timeless fine brushwork paintings laid out in Zhang Mo. Before the eyes of smoke.

In this minimalist space, Geng Jun is the only one who cherishes and even shows off such a piece of celadon... When it comes to celadon, Zhang Moyan can't help but think of yesterday's auction, and Xiao Xingyu carefully focused on it. The scene where the lotus brush is washed.

"You have some anemia, do you usually pay attention to replenishing blood?"

Zhang Moyan didn't come back to her senses, and it took a long time before she noticed: "Ah, what?"

Geng Jun looked up from the computer screen and crossed his fingers on the table: "The reports that have come out so far show that you have some anemia, and no other symptoms or hidden dangers have been found. Do you know that you are anemic?"

"Oh, I know, I usually get a little dizzy when I stand up after squatting for a long time."

Probably often experienced women staring at him in a daze, Geng Jun looked as usual: "I will prescribe some blood-boosting medicine for you later. This accident did not cause serious injury to you, and all your inspection indicators are within normal values, and your health is not bad. Relatively healthy. But don’t take it lightly, data is just data after all, you should pay close attention to your body in the near future, and inform doctors and nurses in time if you feel unwell.”

Geng Jun's tone is gentle and patient, and he can be regarded as a model doctor. Looking at his dealings with others in the past hour, and the reactions of the people around him who are accustomed to his quality, it can be seen that speaking well is his normal state. The one yesterday was a little nervous. , Dean Geng, who flinched a little, lost his composure.

It is normal for a person to have two faces, and Ultraman Tiga has nine forms, but why would this well-trained young man show his true nature for Xiao Xingyu?
The logic behind this is worth pondering.

　Good morning, today I would like to thank the friends who voted for me in Yanba,

　　Thank you for your support!

　　Of course, I will never forget you who are reading a book. Xiao Xingyu pushed you down and kissed you on behalf of me.

　　


(End of this chapter)