Wen Shaoqing told a group of students: "I didn't take my car keys at the hospital. I'll go back in Lawyer Cong's car. You can take a taxi there."
"I also take my cousin's car."
Zhong Zhen also wanted to follow, but after Wen Shaoqing took a casual look, he shrank his neck, "I'd better take a taxi with them."
Cong Rong got into the car, turned on the air conditioner to the maximum, then looked at Wen Shaoqing who was answering the phone not far outside the car, and waited for a while before seeing Wen Shaoqing hung up the phone and came over.
Cong Rong put on his seat belt and asked, "Do you want to go back to the hospital?"
Wen Shaoqing shook his head, "I'm not going back, I'm going home for dinner, I'm hungry."
Cong Rong didn't ask any further questions, and went home directly.
When the two arrived, Zhong Zhen and a few classmates were already waiting at the door.
"I'll go home and change clothes first." Cong Rong walked in the direction of his home, and turned his head to look at Zhong Zhen while talking.
Zhong Zhen followed up knowingly, "Cousin, I'll go to your house to play for a while."
Wen Shaoqing suddenly said to the two backs: "My key is in the hospital, do you still have the key there?"
Cong Rong's back froze, and under the gaze of puzzled eyes, he slowly took off a key from the keychain, walked back step by step with his head down, and stuffed it into Wen Shaoqing's hand, without looking at him the whole time, and then without turning his head. Back home.
When closing the door, I heard Zhong Zhen chattering and asking: "Cousin, why do you have the key to my boss's house?"
Wen Shaoqing smiled, shook the key in his hand, and said to the stunned students: "Let's go."
When Cong Rong entered the door, he grabbed Zhong Zhen and asked, "Tell me, what's going on? Why are you fighting?"
Zhong Zhen took off his coat slowly and hung it up, "It's the doctor who was hired by the patient's family and came to the hospital to make trouble. They made a move when they disagreed with each other. They even beat girls! Cousin, don't you think it's disgusting? How can you beat me?" Where are the girls?"
Cong Rong ignored his anger, "Have you ever made a fuss before?"
Zhong Zhen scratched his head, with a troubled expression on his face, "There have been troubles before, but you know what the environment is like now. The hospital's attitude is to calm things down, so we can only bear it."
Cong Rong looked at his horrific face, couldn't stand it anymore, got up and went to the bathroom, rubbed a hot towel and handed it to him, "How can I bear it before, but I can't bear it this time?"
Zhong Zhen put away his hippie smiling face, and wiped the wound on his face with a hot towel in front of the mirror, "Recently, it's been evil. For some reason, there are always family members of patients coming to make trouble, and once they blocked the door! Although most of them are small troubles Yes, but it is also annoying, and it will naturally explode after being suppressed for a long time."
After finishing speaking, he waved the towel and posed a few more poses, "But Mr. Wen is very handsome today! You can't really see it in a white coat. He still has muscles! There are a lot of abdominal muscles! Those doctors are very handsome today! It’s a big loss!”
Cong Rong still didn't believe it, "Wen Shaoqing really took the lead in repaying the hand?"
Zhong Zhen was probably afraid that Cong Rong would have a bad impression of Wen Shaoqing, so he stood up and explained cautiously: "Actually, it's not just other people, I know Teacher Wen is also very annoying recently, don't look at him, he always looks gentle and elegant Yes, in fact, he also has irritability in his heart, but he just doesn’t show it. On Christmas Eve, you also saw those senior doctors in our hospital, laughing and laughing, especially noisy, because usually in the hospital is too depressed, every day Faced with life and death, faced with so many bloody scenes, exhausted, beaten and scolded by patients and doctors, and had to fight back and not fight back, and if I didn’t adjust myself after work, I was really depressed gone."
Cong Rong thought carefully about her recent relationship with Wen Shaoqing. She was so sensitive that she didn't notice his irritability. Probably he didn't want to bring his emotions home, so he was trying his best to control them.
Suddenly, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and she frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Why have you never heard of him?"
There was imperceptible complaint and distress in that whisper.
Zhong Zhen was about to say something, when he accidentally looked up and saw the cup on the table, he immediately changed his expression of horror, "Cousin, where did you get this cup?"
Cong Rong was inexplicable, "What's wrong with this cup?"
Zhong Zhen picked it up and looked at it carefully, "My boss gave it to you?"
Cong Rong snatched it back from his hand and put it back again, "How do you know?"
The expression on Zhong Zhen's face became even more horrified when he heard this answer, "He gave it to you on his own initiative?"
Cong Rong felt more and more baffled by him, "Yeah, what happened?"
Zhong Zhen suddenly looked enigmatic, "Cousin, do you know the secret of Mr. Wen? He gave it to you just to keep his mouth shut."
Cong Rong rolled his eyes at him, "No nonsense!"
Zhong Zhen picked up the cup again, and looked at Cong Rong meaningfully as he began to tease: "This cup, it's a long story."
Cong Rong didn't follow his tricks at all, and said coolly: "To make a long story short, otherwise the pocket money will be halved."
Zhong Zhen immediately put down his cup, sat upright, and began to state in a straight voice: "That year he took me and a senior brother to Japan for a seminar, and when we were wandering after the meeting, I saw a set similar to this one in a handicraft store. Similar stained glass cups. Mr. Wen wanted to buy them, but the owner said that the patterns on them were painted by himself and would be given to his lover, so they would not sell them. After returning, Mrs. Wen ordered a set of blank stained glass cups. The flowers of some beautiful medicinal plants are drawn on it. At that time, I realized that some Chinese herbal medicines bloom very beautifully. Do you know Sanqi, cousin? It turns out that the flowers of Sanqi are white, and the small white flowers can bloom into a ball. It’s so beautiful! There’s also forsythia... ”
Cong Rong glanced at him, "Get to the point."
Zhong Zhen curled his lips, "There are twelve cups in that set, and one of them is Sakura. Cousin, doesn't your game ID mean Sakura? I wanted to give it to you, but he wouldn't give it to you no matter what. He thought I was annoying, and said that you can choose other ones, but not the cherry blossom cup."
Cong Rong was also curious, "Why doesn't that cup work?"
"I also asked him why, but he didn't say anything." Zhong Zhen looked at the cup, then at Cong Rong, with an ambiguous expression, "Then why did I give the baby to you? Probably for my lover too..."
Cong Rong's mood at the moment is extremely complicated. In Zhong Zhen's view, it was just a coincidence that Wen Shaoqing gave her the cherry blossom cup, because he didn't know that Wen Shaoqing knew her ID long ago, so what about Wen Shaoqing? He knew it, why did he give this cup ambiguously
"Cousin, don't you think my boss is very domineering? I'll buy what I like if I want to sell it, and make it myself if I don't want to sell it!" After Zhong Zhen finished speaking, he glanced at Cong Rong vaguely, muttering, " You said, what would happen if it was someone he liked?"
Cong Rong's face darkened, "What are you asking me for?"
Zhong Zhen leaned over with a smirk, "Tell me!"
Cong Rong thought for a few seconds to give the answer, "If the person you like also likes me, we will be together, and if you don't like me, then poison her to death."
Zhong Zhen immediately became unhappy, "Please don't insult the profession of a doctor."
Cong Rong suddenly became curious about Zhong Zhen's view of love, "What about you? If the person you like doesn't like you, what would you do?"
Zhong Zhen pouted, "If you don't like me, I don't like her either. What's the big deal."
Cong Rong laughed when she heard this, her cousin is still a child, how can love be so simple, if it can be controlled by oneself, is it still love
She remembered that in the dim light that day, Wen Shaoqing lowered his head and told her in a vague voice that the person he liked might not know that he liked her.
If the person I like also likes me, we will be together, and if I don't like me, I still like her.
"Cousin, what about you? What will you do?" Zhong Zhen spoke quickly, and only after he asked the question did he realize that he had said the wrong thing.
The person she likes doesn't like her, isn't this a living example...
Unexpectedly, Cong Rong had a relaxed and carefree face, "If you don't like me, I'll just like myself!"
She didn't care about this question, but she was very troubled by the cup in front of her, "How about I return it later?"
Zhong Zhen reminded her, "But you have used it..."
Cong Rong thought about other options, "Then..."
Zhong Zhen gave her an idea carelessly, "Then let's make a promise with your body!"
Cong Rong slapped it, and before he could teach him a lesson, he heard his phone ring, it was a WeChat message from Wen Shaoqing.
"Come and eat."
Only then did she realize that she didn't know how Wen Shaoqing's hand was injured.