It turned out that it was Mr. Gu who had always thought of medicine

Chapter 4 Hear the voice of this world again

When Zhong Qing checked out, she found that her wallet was missing. Luckily, she brought her mobile phone and scanned WeChat to pay the bill.

As soon as he opened the door after returning home, Dabai was extremely excited, jumping up and down at her feet, biting the hem of her skirt and going into the living room.

Zhong Qing knew that Zhong Shuo must be back.

Sure enough, a slender shadow hit her eyes, even covering the sunlight outside.

The man in front of him had a monstrous face, or in other words, his makeup was very monstrous.

The tails of the eyes are slender and pointed upwards, the rose red eye shadow is exaggerated and three-dimensional, the high nose bridge and the brown red sexy thin lips are surprisingly harmonious.

Dabai stopped biting the hem of her skirt, but circled around the two of them and wagged his tail.

Zhong Qing pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't expect that he came back so early and she hadn't cooked yet.

A cool palm landed on her shoulders, and then Zhong Shuo picked up the things he bought in the supermarket, and he naturally pulled her into the living room.

There was a registration slip on the table, Zhong Qing picked it up and looked at it, it was another appointment slip from the hospital.

She frowned subconsciously, and she had no hope for treatment.

Anyway, she is used to the world without sound.

Zhong Shuo held her hand, and stretched out his slender index finger in front of her. There was a bit of pleading in his eyes, coupled with his monstrous makeup, Zhong Qing just wanted to roll his eyes at his silly brother.

Pointing at him, he rubbed his face again, which meant to ask Zhong Shuo to remove the makeup on his face.

Holding the appointment form in his hand, Zhong Shuo raised his eyebrows stubbornly.

If Zhong Qing refused to go for the inspection, he could hang around in front of her all afternoon with this face on his face.

Zhong Qing nodded helplessly, agreeing to him.

Only then did Zhong Shuo smile with satisfaction, and trotted to the bathroom to remove his make-up.

Zhong Qing couldn't help but rolled her eyes again, looking at the appointment form in her hand, the time was ten o'clock in the morning, the deputy director, Dr. Tang.

In her world, no sound has been heard since she was seven years old.

When I was young, I was playing with Zhong Shuo by the pond. The five-year-old Zhong Shuo accidentally fell into the pond. There were no adults around. He can swim, and when he is picked up and sent home, he has a high fever in the middle of the night, and he can no longer hear anything.

Zhong Shuo was frightened and cried for a whole day and night.

Holding tightly to Zhong Qing who had a high fever, she kept apologizing.

The five-year-old promises that the seven-year-old will let her hear the voices of this world again.

The appointment slip was placed on the table in front of the sofa, and Zhong Qing carried the vegetables she bought back into the kitchen. Zhong Shuo had a concert tonight, and he was about to go to rehearsal after dinner.

Zhong Shuo, who had removed his make-up, was clean, with red lips and white teeth. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhong Qing's, but more three-dimensional and more masculine than Zhong Qing's.

Zhong Shuo's fans must never have imagined that his male god, "husband" and "boyfriend" would wear the pajamas of a rogue rabbit, squatting on the ground and playing with Dabai for a long time, and did not wash his hands until Zhong Qing brought dinner to the dining table. Wash your hands and help serve the meal.

After finishing her meal quietly, Zhong Qing sat on the sofa with her computer in her arms. There were still ten pictures of today that hadn't been rushed out, and many customers had urged her several times.

If it wasn't for the computer, Zhong Qing would have worried that they would guard her drawing pictures with big knives.

Zhong Shuo washed the dishes in the kitchen, changed into black clothes, masks, peaked caps and sunglasses, waved in front of her, pointed to the reservation form on the table, and went out.

I rushed to the picture until one o'clock in the morning, and finally finished the last picture according to the customer's request.

After turning off the computer, he went into the bedroom, washed his face in a hurry, and fell asleep on the bed.

She seldom dreams, especially when she rushes to map until the wee hours of the morning.

Dreaming of that person, looking at her stubbornly, took a pencil and wrote a paragraph in her guest book:

"In the future, I will be a doctor so that you can hear the voice of the world.

You believe me, wait for me!

——Gu Ciyuan”

The handwriting is neat, even if it is written in pencil, there are edges and corners.

Just like the impression of that boy in her heart.

Even though it is very shallow, I think of it from time to time.

In this world, there are two men who stubbornly insist on letting her hear the voice of this world again.

(End of this chapter)