Dr. Chung’s 90s

A group of people pushed Ms. Lin out of the operating room.

Zhong Yu saw a man with good temperament standing at the door waiting, his brows furrowed and his face seemed impatient.

Ms. Lin's assistant stood carefully next to him. When she saw Zhong Yu, she immediately stepped forward and said:
"Dr. Zhong, this is our husband. You can contact him if you have any questions related to my wife's surgery."

The man nodded proudly, as if he didn't notice anything.

Objectively speaking, his appearance is indeed not bad, but suffering from plastic surgery for such a man is really not worth it.

She said in a business-like tone: "The patient's surgery went well. We can see the postoperative results when the sutures are removed."

The man only glanced at Ms. Lin indifferently and said nonchalantly: "This person's life is not in danger, right?"

Zhong Yu said seriously: "It's not life-threatening. It's just plastic surgery. There will be some unbearable pain after the anesthetic wears off."

The man sneered indifferently and said: "She is stupid and has to suffer this, so let her suffer slowly."

After speaking, he looked at his assistant and said coldly:
"Take good care of your wife. If you need anything, call me. I have something to do at the company, so I can't waste time here."

He left without any hesitation, not even taking time to send his wife to the ward.

The assistant did not dare to have any opinions and sent the person away respectfully, as if he was used to his ruthlessness.

Zhong Yu couldn't understand the world of rich people. She didn't think about it deeply and felt a little tired.

Probably because she was reading in bed last night, her cervical spine felt a little uncomfortable. She squeezed her shoulders to relieve it while walking.

After finishing Ms. Lin's surgery, Zhong Yu had some free time and passed by the guard room after get off work. He was stopped by the guard again, saying that he had a package for her.

Zhong Yu had a headache looking at the package that was bigger than her suitcase.

She couldn't make it home alone, so she called Song Congchun.

Anyway, the young man has nothing to do at home during the holidays, so he doesn't use it in vain.

Song Congchun was obliged to respond to his sister's call. He came very quickly and looked at the big package on the ground and asked in surprise:
"Sister, who sent this to you? Good guy, it's so heavy! What's in it?"

Zhong Yu scratched his head helplessly and said honestly: "I don't know what's inside. Let's take a taxi home first."

Many people were already looking at them curiously. In this era of shortage of supplies, such a large package would inevitably attract attention.

The siblings got out of the car and were sweating while carrying their things home.

Zhou Qin didn't get home until eleven or twelve during this period. The clothing store was very busy, so only her brother and sister were at home.

When Song Congchun entered the house, she took off her coat to find scissors for her sister, while Zhong Yu calmly knelt down and poked the package with his hand.

She was curious about what Ji Xueli would send her, and Song Congchun came over with scissors and asked again.

"Sister, who is sending this?"

Zhong Yu took the scissors from his hand, carefully opened the package, and explained softly:
"It was sent by a colleague from the Military General Hospital. He is probably my sister's suitor."

As soon as the word pursuer came out, Song Congchun immediately became nervous. He asked seriously:
"Where is that guy from? How old is he? What is his character like?"

Zhong Yu was very amused to see him looking like he was facing a formidable enemy, and answered his questions seriously.

"The other person is from Beijing. I didn't ask how old he is. He is probably seven or eight years older than me. He is a neurosurgery doctor who has just been promoted to vice president. He was previously a military doctor in the field force."

Song Congchun frowned slightly and said:
"Isn't he much older than you? The deputy dean is nothing special. You might be able to be the dean in the future. Being a military doctor is an advantage, but living at home may not be an advantage."

Ouch~ This kid has a lot of ideas. Zhong Yu smiled and rubbed the top of his head.

"Didn't I say that he is just a suitor and has not developed further yet. It is too early for you to worry about it."

Song Congchun was unconvinced and said: "Stop perfunctory with me. If you don't like him, will you accept his things? You really treat me like a child."

Looking at his explosive brother, Zhong Yu realized that this kid was really sensible.

She put away the smile on her face and said seriously:
"I do have a crush on him. I don't care too much about his age because I'm mentally more mature. If I really find someone the same age as me, he may not be able to keep up with me. The two of them have similar views and can work together. Moving forward is the most important thing.”

When Song Congchun heard this, he thought it made sense. He had experienced so little that he wouldn't be able to tell a single thing.

Frowning, he asked, "Then are you going to tell mom about this?"

Zhong Yu shook his head and said calmly:
"If you hadn't mentioned it today, I wouldn't have told you. It's not that far yet. There's no need to let you know."

Song Congchun felt a little better because of her words. He usually listened to the gossips of the aunties in the streets, and he also understood that his sister was indeed a suitable partner at her age.

Before, someone came to his mother to promote his son. Because his appearance, education and career were not outstanding enough, his mother did not like him at all. This time, at least the external condition is that he can match his sister, which is a little bit more reliable.

He said seriously: "Then if you want to be with him, don't hide it from me. He has to pass my test before he can marry you."

Zhong Yu was amused by him and said with a smile:
"Who told you that the person you are dating must get married? Can't I just enjoy the joy of love and not take on the responsibilities of marriage?"

Song Congchun was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, "How can this be possible? If you don't get married, isn't that just acting like a gangster? You will suffer in the future!"

Zhong Yu didn't expect that he was still a little old-fashioned.

"How can I be at a disadvantage if I don't get married? It's not certain who will take advantage of who. For me to agree to get married, unless this person can make me feel that getting married is better than being single, otherwise there is no need to discuss this matter."

Zhong Yu's ideas were so avant-garde that Song Congchun's head was buzzing and aching when he heard it. He suddenly no longer had any hostility toward his sister's partner. It was quite difficult for him to achieve success with his sister. He didn't need to set up obstacles at all. His sister was more difficult to deal with than him. too much.

He simply said: "It's up to you. I can't control you anyway. I won't tell our mother about this. You can explain it to her yourself."

Zhong Yu nodded and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about me. I have a plan in mind. Let's unpack it first."

Song Congchun's attention was immediately diverted. He squatted down and helped his sister tear off the bag wrapped outside.

As soon as the packaging bag was broken, the contents immediately expanded and spread out.

Zhong Yu picked up the down jacket from the ground in surprise. The texture in his hand showed that it was not cheap. Song Congchun curiously reached out and touched it.

"Sister, what kind of cotton-padded jacket is this? Why does it feel so comfortable?"

Zhong Yu took the clothes and made gestures on his body.

"This is a down jacket. It is made of the fine down of ducks. It is light and warm."

Two down jackets, one black and one goose yellow, both mid-length and long. Song Congchun said with a smile:
"These two down jackets don't look cheap. They probably cost a lot of money. They are really thoughtful."

Zhong Yu smiled and agreed with what he said.

Putting down her clothes, she looked at other items. There was also a pair of thick velvet short boots inside. She tried them on for size and they fit her feet just right.

In addition to clothes and shoes, he also prepared hats, gloves and other small items. All the equipment for winter was purchased.

The rest were snacks. Song Congchun held a chocolate box full of English letters and shouted:
"Sister, I heard from my classmate that this brand of chocolate is imported from foreign countries. You, the suitor, have quite a rich family."

Zhong Yu didn't care about this at all, she only valued Ji Xuelia's own value.

"I haven't inquired about his financial background. His parents seem to be public officials, so they shouldn't be too bad." Song Congchun nodded and said maturely:
"As long as your wealth is clean, everything else is not very important. Since you have collected so many things from others, don't you need to call and let me know?"

Zhong Yu stood up and said, "I'll put the things away first. It won't do if they are piled on the ground in a mess."

She calmly took the clothes into the room and hung them up, and put the shoes in the shoe cabinet.

Except for the box of chocolates that were taken away, the rest of the snacks were placed on the coffee table.

Instead of being busy on the phone, the siblings first made some noodles.

There is braised beef at home with vegetables and eggs, which is very pleasant to eat.

After dinner, Zhong Yu went to bed early and cuddled up.

Whether it was out of politeness or something else, Ji Xueli had to make a phone call.

As soon as he dialed the phone, he picked up the phone, his voice was low and sweet, and said before she could speak:
"Has the package I sent arrived?"

Ji Xueli still had some understanding of Zhong Yu's character. Zhong Yu said in a brisk voice:
"I received it. The clothes and shoes fit perfectly. How did you know the size?"

Ji Xueli laughed softly, "Those who are willing will find a way, as long as it's suitable. How do you feel these days?"

Zhong Yu turned sideways and put his face on the pillow, feeling extremely relaxed.

"The New Year is approaching. Unless I have a serious problem, I usually won't come to the hospital, so I've been quite free recently."

Ji Xueli hummed, "That's good. I've been busy recently. The army has military exercises. At this time, there are more things."

Only then did Zhong Yu notice the tiredness in his voice, and asked worriedly: "How long have you been working continuously?"

Ji Xueli rubbed his temples and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"I have been working continuously for 48 hours at high intensity, and now I am so excited that I can't sleep."

The nature of their work is such that when they are busy, it is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for relaxation.

Zhong Yu frowned slightly and said in a stiff tone: "You should take a bath now and drink a glass of milk to catch up on your sleep."

Ji Xueli knew that she was caring about him, so he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a gentle voice:
"Chatting with you is also a break. You don't have to worry about me. I know how to adjust myself."

Zhong Yu is not a person who likes to nag. She always speaks to the point and changes the subject:
"Do you have time to return to the capital during the Chinese New Year?"

Ji Xueli said helplessly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go back this year. Military exercises are inseparable from people, and the hospital has to be on duty."

Zhong Yu deeply understands the feeling of spending New Year's Eve alone, the coexistence of coldness and loneliness.

All the laughter and laughter have nothing to do with you, and none of the thousands of lights outside are lit for you.

She didn't know if Ji Xueli would feel the same way, but she knew it was not a pleasant feeling.

"Won't your family come to see you?"

The sound of Ji Xueli drinking water came through the receiver, and he said in a gentle voice:
"I don't have time to accompany them when they come. We can't let them follow them to the hospital. I'll go back after I'm busy for a while."

Zhong Yu's mood became depressed for no reason, "Then can you rest tomorrow?"

Ji Xueli relaxed and said softly:
"Dean Luo will be in charge of next week's work. He asked me to take two days off to make some adjustments. I have some time to come over and find you. Are you willing to see me?"

Zhong Yu's heart was pounding, disturbed by his words.

She forced herself to calm down and said, "Is it possible that you want to come to Haishi?"

Ji Xueli said seriously: "Yes, I am eager to see you. Will you be willing to see me?"

The words he asked again made Zhong Yu feel longing and humble.

She suddenly felt that the receiver was burning her ears, and she felt unspeakably flustered, so she forced herself to say:
"Don't be ridiculous. You need to rest after working for such a long time. It takes two days to go back and forth. It's just too..."

Ji Xueli interrupted her with a low smile.

"But I want to see you. I can't fill the gap over the phone. Only when I meet you can I be at ease, even if it's just to have a meal with you..."

Zhong Yu's breathing was a little rapid, and it came clearly to Ji Xueli's ears through the receiver. Knowing that she was not indifferent, Ji Xueli felt sweeter than eating honey.

He didn't rush her, he just waited patiently for her.

Zhong Yu was entangled for a while, but she soon relaxed and said in a gentle voice:
"You can come if you want, remember to wear thicker clothes and pay attention to safety on the road!"

Ji Xueli felt as if he was hearing the sounds of nature, with an unstoppable smile on his face.

"Okay! Just wait for me, I'll leave now!"

Zhong Yu couldn't help but feel worried, "Don't you need to take a nap?"

Ji Xueli opened the drawer to get his certificate and said in relief:
"I can sleep on the train. Don't worry. When I get off the train, I will go to the hospital to find you."

Zhong Yu understood what his appearance meant. He held out his love openly, so why should she be afraid to accept it?

He chuckled and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to the beef ramen next to the hospital."

Ji Xueli has always been calm and self-possessed. He rarely has strong emotional fluctuations. However, he is so overwhelmed by longing that he cannot stay for a moment.

So what if he has been working non-stop for 48 hours? The mountains and seas he loves are separated by mountains and seas, and he can fill them!

From the moment he hung up the phone, Zhong Yu's state was not right.

When Zhou Qin came back to talk to her, she was absent-minded, lying in bed and having insomnia, and then she always thought about Ji Xuelia unconsciously.

She became a little unlike herself, so she got up early and washed her face with cold water, forcing herself to regain her senses.

On the way to work, she kept reminding herself that work was the main theme of her life. She could occasionally get distracted by emotion, but she could never delay her work because of it.

This hint was very effective. When she put on her white coat to make rounds, her whole body calmed down.

She was constantly busy, changing dressings for patients and going to the outpatient clinic for treatment. She didn't give herself a chance to stop and think.

It wasn't until Ji Xueli appeared in front of her before leaving get off work, holding a bouquet of champagne roses, that she finally stopped being anxious.

He smiled gently and elegantly, his face was tired but his eyes were bright, and his voice was hoarse and slightly nasal, and he said:
"Dr. Zhong, can I pick you up from get off work?"

Zhong Yu couldn't describe his mood at this moment in words. No one was watching them. It was normal to bring flowers to the hospital to visit patients.

The department office is located in a remote location. At this point, other people are either busy or going to eat, so they are the only two facing each other.

No matter how complicated his mood was, Zhong Yu took the champagne rose from him with a calm and generous expression.

"I can change my clothes and go, please wait a moment!"

She turned around and entered the office holding the flowers. Ji Xueli looked at her with a smile, not disappointed by her coldness.