night falls

Chapter 25 Hearing the sound at night 24
It buzzed and vibrated, and a message popped up.

"W" has added you as a friend, now you can start chatting!

Jiang Gai whispered "yes", leaned on the table and started typing.

[Xiaoyu Xiancao: Dr. Wen, have you eaten lunch?]

After sending this message, Jiang Gai clicked into his friend circle to watch him rape.

Surprisingly, his circle of friends is even colder and colder than himself...

Apart from one share on a medical public account, there was only one piece of text that said, "Overflowing love is definitely not medical ethics, and unprincipled compromise is more likely to lead to crime."

Jiang Gai was ashamed, and suddenly felt like she was infatuated with an old man...

After retreating to the chat interface, Dr. Wen did not reply.

Jiang Gai imagined two situations: first, busy; second, ignored.

Based on the current situation between her and Dr. Wen, the second possibility is more likely, so Jiang Gai asked again: "Doctor Wen, are you free on Saturday night? Do you want to have dinner together?" ]

After sending, lock the screen.

The next second, the screen "buzzed" and lit up——

[W: Not available. ]
Jiang Jie: "..."

You can reply quickly...

—

Wen Shiqing and his colleagues changed shifts on Friday night and drove back to their parents' home.

Mr. Wen was brought to Yanchuan from R City by Wen Ziqian at the beginning of this year, and he bought a new villa of more than 300 square meters in a villa area near the suburbs.

Apart from going to work and living in an apartment near the hospital, Wen Shiqing would go back to the villa every week.

Sometimes it’s just dinner, sometimes it’s an overnight stay.

Wen Ziqian had set out on his own to open a private hospital a few years ago, thinking that after Wen Shiqing graduated, he would be able to help from his own hospital, so he would not be too overworked.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shiqing was so stubborn that he ended up in a public hospital and refused to go back to help him. This made Wen Zi modest for a while.

But later, Wen Ziqian figured it out. How could he still not know his son's temperament?It's normal to want to have a career when you're young, and it won't be too late to call your son back when he can no longer hold a scalpel.

……

Evening rush hour, the road is very congested.The originally half-hour journey took nearly an hour, and by the time we arrived at the villa, it was completely dark.

The lights in the villa were brightly lit, and you could vaguely hear chatter and laughter coming from inside.

When Wen Shiqing got out of the car and looked at the two Land Rovers and Maybachs next to and in front of him, he knew that everyone was here, so he was the only one missing.

After unlocking the password door and entering, Wen Shiqing walked to the living room in a few steps.Wen He and Wen Nian were sitting next to Mr. Wen, chatting happily with Mr. Wen while looking at their mobile phones.

Jiang Zhiyan and Qin Yan sat aside expressionlessly, watching TV without paying attention to each other.

Hearing the noise, Wen Nian was the first to turn his head and look: "Brother! Are you back?"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked sideways, Wen He: "Brother!"

Wen Shiqing walked over and called, "Grandpa."

Wen Boyan was in a good mood and laughed twice: "You're back? From the hospital?"

Wen Shiqing: "Yes."

Jiang Zhiyan and Qin Yan nodded at him one after the other, Wen Shiqing also nodded slightly in response, and the three of them greeted him.

Wen Shiqing: "Where are my parents?"

Wen Nian pointed in the direction of the restaurant: "My uncle and aunt are in the restaurant."

Wen Shiqing took a look and stepped over.

The warm voice of Yu Cen's mother came from the kitchen——

"Okay, don't cause trouble for me. If you don't have enough scalpels, you have to grab the kitchen knife from me..."

Wen Ziqian laughed helplessly: "I am afraid that you are working hard and want to help you, is it wrong?"

Yu Cen looked at him angrily: "You are just helping me by sitting there and not moving!"

When she finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Wen Shiqing standing at the door of the kitchen at some point. A smile appeared on her face: "Shi Qing is back?"

Wen Ziqian also turned his head to look.

Wen Shiqing: "Dad, Mom."

Wen Ziqian pushed open the kitchen door, went over to pat him, sat down on the dining chair, and looked like a loving father: "How are you doing, is the hospital still busy?"

Wen Shiqing pulled up the chair and sat next to him: "It's good. I had a thoracotomy two days ago. Director Lin taught me a lot."

"Yeah." Wen Ziqian nodded and suddenly asked, "I heard from Lao Lin that a little girl is chasing you recently?"

Hearing this, Wen Shiqing's eyes paused for a moment.

Yu Cen also leaned out half of his body: "Really? What's the girl's personality like? Is she pretty?"

Wen Shiqing was silent for a moment and denied: "She is my friend's niece, and we have occasional contact."

Wen Ziqian was stunned: "Little friend?"

Wen Shiqing: "College student."

Yu Cen advised him: "Then take a look. If the girl is good, you should have more contact with her. Otherwise, your mother will introduce you to other girls. You are almost 30 years old, so you have to start a family."

Wen Shiqing smiled lightly and responded casually: "Yeah."

The WeChat tritone beeped, and several messages came in. Wen Shiqing lowered his head and glanced——

[Xiaoyu Xiancao: Doctor Wen, have you eaten? ]
[Xiaoyu Xiancao: I am eating alone today д`;]

[Xiaoyu Xiancao: My roommate is out on a date. ]
[Xiaoyu Xiancao: When can we go on a date...]
……

Ever since she added WeChat, Jiang Jie would send messages from time to time. Sometimes she would ask what she was eating, sometimes she would ask him if he had eaten and what he was doing, and sometimes he would suddenly make a verbal teasing, even if he never responded. , she can also talk endlessly and share her daily life with him.

After Wen Shiqing finished reading, he silently exited the interface.

　Jiang Jie: A one-man show:)
　　Where are the cuties! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)