The door was unlocked, and Zhuang Yi walked in.
Xun Yuming was caught, and he didn't pick up the photo frame in his hand, nor did he put it down, so he could only say awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I just took a look." Put the photo frame back to its original position.
Zhuang Yi looked at his hands, glanced at the cabinet in the corner, nodded and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, I've only been here for a while."
Xun Yuming walked around to the side of the desk, and saw that he was wearing the black suit he wore yesterday, with two buttons on the neckline, one high and one low, and they were buttoned in the wrong position. He was a man of great appearance, and he was rarely so rude.
"Here you are." Xun Yuming pointed to his collar, "It's tied wrong."
He meant "You buttoned the button in the wrong place", but Zhuang Yi misunderstood it. He took out a red string from his collar, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Want to go back?"
It was an ordinary and inconspicuous red rope, but there was a piece of biyingying warm and beautiful jade hanging from the bottom of the rope, it was not big, but the color was excellent. Looking at his old things, Xun Yuming couldn't help being stunned, and said: "No, I mean you, the buttons are fastened wrong."
Zhuang Yi frowned slightly, pushed open the door on the opposite wall, and went into the bathroom to look in the mirror. Xun Yuming thought about it, and felt that he was not wearing his own things properly, so he said to the past: "You return the jade to me."
"Then return the ring to me first." Zhuang Yi glanced at him, took off his coat and handed it to him.
Xun Yuming hugged his clothes, watching him slowly unbutton them, revealing his strong chest.
Zhuang Yi has a typical athlete's figure, but he doesn't look like an athlete. He exercises all year round, maintains a very low body fat percentage, and has smooth and clear muscle lines.
Xun Yuming turned his face sideways, and said: "You gave me the ring, and I lent you the jade, how can it be the same."
If there is a loan, there must be repayment. I have never heard that a gift can be unilaterally revoked.
The ring finger of Zhuang Yi's left hand kept beating, and even the other fingers were uncomfortable. The button was only the size of a grain of rice. He failed to fasten it after two clicks, and suddenly became irritable, and said angrily, "I won't return it."
Hearing this, Xun Yuming couldn't help but want to laugh, he gave him the coat, pulled his broad shoulders, and buttoned him himself. Zhuang Yi was at his mercy, standing obediently in front of him, looking down just enough to see the two spinners above his head.
One spins well, two spins bad.
This guy looked gentle and full of bookishness, but in fact he had seventeen or eight holes in his heart, and he had a lot of bad ideas.
Xun Yuming sneezed inexplicably, raised the back of his hand to rub the bridge of his nose, and looked up at him: "You speak ill of me?"
"No." Zhuang Yi didn't change his face, looking at him seriously.
Xun Yuming snorted softly, continued to button his buttons, and moved his fingers between the collarbone, where there was a small triangular scar, which could hardly be seen without looking carefully.
He paused, and reached out to touch it involuntarily. Zhuang Yi reacted surprisingly quickly, grabbed him and said, "I won't pay back what I said."
Xun Yuming blushed, and the tips of his ears burned immediately, he fastened the last button with trembling hands, and hurriedly fled the bathroom.
Zhuang Yi put on his coat, followed and said, "Let's go to the hospital."
It was already eleven o'clock, and Xun Yuming checked his phone, but there was no news from Lao Chen, and Cen Ji didn't call, so he didn't know what was going on in the hospital. But what if you don't go back, you can't hide here forever.
Seeing his absent-minded look, Zhuang Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll accompany you there, it doesn't matter."
Xun Yuming instantly feels relieved, with Zhuang Yi around, at least he is not fighting alone. I didn't expect that after being separated for so long, I still depend on Zhuang Yi so much.
They left the consulting room and walked through a stone pathway shaded by green bamboos. In front of them was a white walled moon gate, and behind it was the small garden of the hospital.
There was a man standing outside the gate of the Moon Cave. He was also wearing a suit, but his figure was smaller than Zhuang Yiyuan's. He was tall and had a beer belly. With a cigarette in his mouth and a briefcase in his hand, he saw Zhuang Yi wave his hand and said, "Here!"
Xun Yuming tilted his head and asked, "Who is he?"
Zhuang Yi smiled and went over to introduce him: "This is Wang Kunlun, a lawyer." He pointed to Xun Yuming, "This is..."
"Doctor Xun Yuming, I know." Wang Kunlun has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with two sword eyebrows flying into his temples, he looks like a fat knight in a novel.
He stubbed out his cigarette butt, and said with a smile on his face, "It was on the news a while ago, didn't we just win some awards? We are the glory of the Chinese."
"Thank you." Xun Yuming shook hands with him and asked Zhuang Yi: "What do you hire a lawyer for?"
"Doctor Xun doesn't understand." Wang Kunlun didn't wait for Zhuang Yi to answer, and said first: "Although it's not a big deal, there is a lawyer here, so I guarantee that you won't suffer. Whatever you say, how you say it, we have to have someone Spectrum. Whatever happens in the future, leave a proof."
When Xun Yuming heard him say "we" repeatedly, for some reason, a heart that was hanging in the air dropped a lot. Knowing that Wang Kunlun came to help because of Zhuang Yi's face, he didn't thank Wang Kunlun, but just whispered to Zhuang Yi: "It seems that I have to treat you to dinner."
Before performing surgery on Qin Xueyan, Zhuang Yi once said that he would treat him to thank him, but now he invites Zhuang Yi, it seems that every time they meet, they are either going to eat or just finished eating.
"Then you have to invite me." Zhuang Yi pressed the elevator button and said, "There is one more thing, I will tell you another day."
There were not many people in the administrative building, but anyone who passed by would look at them consciously or unconsciously. Xun Yuming thought that probably the whole hospital had heard about this matter, and everyone was waiting for fresh gossip consultations, so they first sent wave after wave of curious scouts.
He shook his head, suddenly felt very funny, and laughed.
There were only three of them in the elevator, Zhuang Yi looked at him and said, "That's right, I can still laugh."
Wang Kunlun is also a good individual, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's the same everywhere, where there are people, there is politics."
The three of them stepped out of the elevator, saw Cen Ji listening to the corner at the door of the meeting room, and asked him to come over and talk about the general situation.
Director Hou of the Medical Affairs Department was in charge of receiving the reception. Because the hospital's Medical Administration Department was the dispatched unit of the Medical Administration Department in the bureau, the dean and vice-president were not there, so the two staff members who came came to find him to understand the situation.
Looking through the glass window, Xun Yuming saw two people in official uniforms, a man and a woman, having a passionate chat with Lao Hou. The three of them went in to exchange pleasantries, and the female investigator put on a business-like face and said, "Our office received a complaint that Dr. Xun violated the regulations and went to other places to perform surgery without any qualifications. understand the situation."
Zhuang Yi had expected that it was for this, so he opened the folder he brought, handed it to them and said: "President Chen went to the city for a meeting, and this is the certificate of formalities he entrusted me to bring. It is the responsibility of the hospital to find a doctor to go to other places for surgery." The appointment is not for private profit, it belongs to the category of medical assistance, and it is completely reasonable and compliant.”
The two took a look at the document, saw that it was stamped with a big red stamp, and asked, "Is this a newly completed procedure?"
"Are there any procedures for emergency assistance that are not made up?" Wang Kunlun said with a smile, "The people over there are dying when they are lying on the hospital bed. We can't go through the procedures first and then save people here. You said it is Isn't it? Don't we all demand people-oriented now?"
The two looked at each other and had nothing to say, besides, the procedures were approved by the department and they couldn't make any mistakes. After a brief understanding of the situation with Xun Yuming, Director Hou sent it out.
As soon as they left, Xun Yuming breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile that he would invite Wang Kunlun to lunch, but Wang Kunlun pushed that there was a dinner and left. Zhuang Yi said: "I'm the only one left, why don't you treat me to a meal?"
There is no need to be polite with him, Xun Yuming said perfunctorily: "Then let's go."
Everyone went out to buy food at lunch time, and the yard was bustling with people coming and going. Coming out of the administrative building, Zhuang Yi saw that Xun Yuming was also going to the cafeteria, grabbed his arm and asked, "You just said that you invited me to dinner, so you just eat in the cafeteria?"
Xun Yuming looked blank: "Otherwise?"
"..."
Zhuang Yi sighed and said, "Go to my place to eat."
Xun Yuming nodded, followed him to the consultation room with his shoulders slumped, his head drooping and distracted all the way, and he almost fell and knocked on the steps when he entered the door.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yi was beside him and helped him up, "It's all over, why are you so absent-minded?"
Xun Yuming didn't say a word, walked into the dining room silently, sat down at the long table and began to trance again. Zhuang Yi poured him a glass of water, saw that there were still several boxes of lunch stacked on the counter, gave him a box, and said, "Let's eat, don't be in a daze."
It was an ebony lunch box with a small golden pineapple printed on the top and a line of English letters beside it, which meant Bay Hotel.
Xun Yuming took a sip of water but didn't move his chopsticks, Zhuang Yi asked: "Why, it doesn't suit your taste?"
"No." Xun Yuming's expression was pale, he let out a long sigh of relief, and said wearily, "I can't eat, I have no appetite."
"Then eat something." Zhuang Yi opened the partition on the lunch box for him, and there were three rows of sushi inside, all of which were exquisitely shaped and arranged. "Don't you have to have surgery in the afternoon? If you don't eat, you have the strength to stay inside." For how many hours?"
His reason was irrefutable, Xun Yuming picked up the chopsticks and forced a piece of sushi into his mouth.
Zhuang Yi pushed him the water glass and said, "The thing I told you last night..."
Xun Yuming was startled, and heard him continue: "In fact, Lao Chen just wants you to find someone to invest in the laboratory, not to sell your research. Now it is the research of foreign doctors, most of which are privately sponsored. Not to mention, the research you won last time was also funded by a private institution?"
Xun Yuming lowered his eyelids, his eyes fell on the lunch box, and said: "I don't know. The last research was sponsored by my teacher, and it was also a project he asked me to follow. I have never cared about these things."
Zhuang Yi smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. Since there is a teacher to help you, why don't you continue to study?"
There are such good projects, ready funds, and teacher help. Why did he give up the high salary, knowing that he might be squeezed out, and why did he have to come back and suffer from this uselessness
Zhuang Yi raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said, "Why do you want to come back?"
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