When Cong Rong was woken up by the alarm clock the next day, Wen Shaoqing had already returned from morning exercises with Rang Yirang. She packed up and was ready to go out when Wen Shaoqing came in.
On such a cold day, he was steaming all over, wearing dark blue sportswear.
Cong Rong rarely sees young men other than models challenge this color. It's not that this color is attractive, but that this color is not suitable for yellow people at all.
But Wen Shaoqing's clothes... are not ugly, or not too good-looking.
She raised her eyes to look at his face again, and analyzed that it was probably because of the paler skin.
From the moment Wen Shaoqing entered the door, she had been staring at him, making him a little puzzled. The time we got along gradually grew, and he also knew that she cared more about details, so he asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"
Cong Rong realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the bag, and couldn't help but glance at it quickly, "Why do you think of buying clothes of this color?"
"There are three colors in total, and the other two colors, one contrasts with the surgical gown, and the other contrasts with the white coat. I don't want to feel like I'm in a hospital after get off work, so I can only buy this color."
Cong Rong couldn't help laughing, feeling more and more interesting about the profession of a doctor. After laughing, he put on his coat, "I'll go first."
"Didn't you say breakfast is delicious?" Wen Shaoqing said as he walked towards the bedroom, "I have everything ready, and it will be cooked in a few minutes after cooking. I will change my clothes first. Wait a moment."
Wen Shaoqing quickly changed his clothes and came out, and went into the kitchen. Cong Rong heard the sound of eggs being beaten inside, and then the sound of oil pouring into the pan, and within a few minutes, he smelled the aroma.
Cong Rong knew from a young age that her parents were very busy at work, and she basically settled for breakfast on the way to school by herself. No one told her what it was like to sit at the table and wait for breakfast.
Wen Shaoqing quickly brought out a plate of potato egg pancakes. The golden pancakes were dotted with emerald green scallions, which made Cong Rong a little hungry.
Wen Shaoqing handed her the chopsticks, "Will you drink milk or soy milk?"
Cong Rong didn't wake up, and replied listlessly: "Soy milk, I can't drink milk, it always feels strange, so I only drink yogurt."
After hearing this, Wen Shaoqing suddenly glanced at Ren Yi next to him, and silently curled the corners of his mouth.
Cong Rong also looked over, "What's wrong with it?"
Wen Shaoqing looked at her meaningfully, "It can't drink milk either, it only drinks yogurt."
Cong Rong bit her lip, took a deep breath, and comforted herself that Nian didn't bother with him because of his cannibalism.
Wen Shaoqing poured her another glass of water, "Drink some water first, eat something, and then drink soy milk. Drinking soy milk on an empty stomach is not good."
Cong Rong suddenly remembered a joke, lowered his head and laughed.
Wen Shaoqing poured the soy milk and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Cong Rong began to speak seriously: "I think of a joke, the first bite is on an empty stomach, but the second bite is not."
After finishing speaking, the room suddenly became quiet. After a while, Wen Shaoqing stood up, went to the bedroom, put on a coat and came back, looking at Cong Rong expressionlessly, "It's so cold, I feel like I'm going to catch a cold." As soon as he moved his head to the side, he muttered: "What? You said you were cold too, so wrap the scarf around you. On the sofa, get it yourself."
Cong Rong was so angry that he vomited blood, and resentfully inserted his chopsticks into the potato cake!
However, Wen Shaoqing continued to tease her with an innocent look, "Isn't it delicious?"
Cong Rong glared at him, "It's not delicious at all, I won't give you any money today!"
Wen Shaoqing suppressed a smile and nodded, "Okay, I'll do something else tomorrow."
After Wen Shaoqing made such a fuss, Cong Rong became much more energetic, and began to eat breakfast quietly.
Wen Shaoqing waited for her to finish eating, and asked, "Are you busy in the morning? If you have time, go to the hospital for an examination. I will make an appointment for you. I have a full surgery schedule today, so I may not be able to accompany you. You Is there a problem going?"
Cong Rong has always been self-reliant in her life, when someone asked her suddenly, she was startled, felt a little awkward, and seemed to have some other kind of feelings taking root, she looked at Wen Shaoqing with a complicated expression for a long time before answering: "No problem, I can go by myself. But I have to go to the law firm first, and I will go there later. "
After breakfast, the two went to work one after another. Wen Shaoqing had been busy in the operating room for a whole day, and only after getting off work in the afternoon did he call Cong Rong, "Have you done the examination?"
Cong Rong just came out of the court, "I did it, and said that I will get the result later, but I can't leave now, so I will get it tomorrow."
Wen Shaoqing originally planned to go back to the office, so he took a few steps back and walked towards the elevator, "You don't need to take it, I will take it back for you, and you can come to my house to take it at night."
Both of them were capable and agile, and Cong Rong didn't refuse, and they quickly hung up the phone.
Wen Shaoqing went to the radiology department, and there was still a long queue in the radiology department at this time, as soon as Wen Shaoqing entered, a doctor he knew came over to say hello to him: "Doctor Wen."
Wen Shaoqing responded with a smile: "Doctor Yao."
"In a hurry to get the result?"
"It's not in a hurry. A friend had a brain CT scan done in the morning. He didn't have time to come over to get the results. Let me get them for you."
"Oh, what's the name?"
"Cong Rong."
"Oh, I remember, I made it for you. The name is quite special. He is beautiful and has a good temperament."
Wen Shaoqing suddenly said, "Thank you."
Dr. Yao was looking down at Cong Rong's results in a pile of results, and after he found them, he handed them to Wen Shaoqing. After seeing his leaving back, he realized, scratched his head, and muttered: "I praised her for being beautiful, but I didn't praise her for her beauty." You, what are you thanking for?"
After get off work, Zhong Zhen went to the office with a pile of medical records to ask Wen Shaoqing to sign. Almost everyone left. It was dark and early in winter, and the lights were not turned on in the office. As soon as Zhong Zhen entered the door, he saw Wen Shaoqing leaning on the desk a few steps away. Staring intently at the film on the viewing light. He waited for a long time, but Wen Shaoqing didn't make any movements, even his eyes didn't change.
He leaned over and asked tentatively, "Boss, what are you looking at?"
Wen Shaoqing suddenly came back to his senses, frowned before answering: "Brain CT film."
Zhong Zhen also looked at it decently, "Which patient's?"
Wen Shaoqing's eyes still fell on the film, and he said lightly: "Your cousin's."
Zhong Zhen immediately jumped up, "My cousin's? What's wrong with my cousin?! Is there something wrong with her mind?"
"From a medical point of view, there is no problem." Soon Wen Shaoqing sighed, "But I want to see what is going on in her mind. Why does she still not understand when I make it so obvious?"
"Uh..." Zhong Zhen's face was full of black lines, but he also asked cooperatively, "Then what did you see?"
Wen Shaoqing changed his movements, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked carefully for a few seconds before answering: "Your cousin's skull is very beautiful, and her bones are good."
"..." Zhong Zhen looked at Wen Shaoqing, still not understanding, "Why does my cousin have a brain CT?"
Wen Shaoqing walked over, took off the film and installed it, then turned off the film viewing light, "I hit the back of my head, come to the hospital for an examination."
Zhong Zhen asked nervously: "My cousin was injured? How did it happen? Why do you know about this, but I don't?"
Wen Shaoqing gave him a displeased look, "Why can't I know what you don't know?"
Zhong Zhen looked embarrassed, "I am the person who knows my cousin best in this world!"
Wen Shaoqing snorted, raised her eyebrows and asked back, "Really?"
Zhong Zhen always felt that Wen Shaoqing's tone was strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange. He wanted to ask more questions but was successfully stopped by Wen Shaoqing's few words.
"Have you finished your dissertation?"
Zhong Zhen felt dizzy when he heard those two words, and replied with a guilty conscience: "Not yet..."
"Do you know what day it is today?"
"Know… "
"Then you still have time to stand here and chat with me?"
"I'll write right away!"
Zhong Zhen fled away quickly.
After Cong Rong returned to the community, she knocked on the door of Wen Shaoqing's house first, but no one answered. She glanced at the time, and she probably gave way to go out for a walk, and then went home.
When she was taking a shower, she heard someone knocking on the door. She thought that Wen Shaoqing was probably back, so she hurriedly finished washing, dried her hair, and knocked on the door opposite.
Wen Shaoqing came to open the door quickly, let her in and sat down, and showed her the film, "The test results are out, there is nothing wrong, don't worry."
Cong Rong took out the film and looked at it. After watching it for a long time, he stuffed it back, "I don't understand."
Wen Shaoqing sipped her saliva and joked, "If you can understand, I won't have anything to eat."
Cong Rong thought about it too, just as she was about to stand up and say to leave, she saw Wen Shaoqing stepping over, standing in front of her, bending slightly to support her head, "Does it still hurt?"
As soon as he approached, Cong Rong's nose was filled with his clean breath. She froze all over, and suddenly felt that the heater in the room was too hot. It was so hot that her heart was restless, and she replied in a daze: "Don't touch it." It won't hurt."
Wen Shaoqing looked down at her, probably just after taking a shower, her hair was a little wet, the makeup on her face was completely removed, her skin looked crystal clear, but her cheeks were suspiciously red. He stood in front of her, but she didn't dare to look up at him, her eyes were fixed on the buttons on his chest.
Cong Rong noticed that his eyes kept falling on his face, and the heat in his heart intensified a bit, and he kept convincing himself that he is a doctor, and he is checking his condition now, so it is normal for him not to care about the physical contact between men and women. Don't overthink it.
Cong Rong was hypnotizing himself, when Wen Shaoqing suddenly stretched out his fingers to wrap her hair, and the ends of the hair wrapped around his slender fingers were even more ambiguous. He suddenly raised the corners of his lips and spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself, as if telling her: "Hair is long again, don't cut it, just keep it as it is."
Cong Rong became even more at a loss, and felt a little inexplicably hot.