When Wen Shaoqing sent the students downstairs, he specifically told them not to look at the phone when they got back, and to look at it tomorrow.
He didn't say that everyone knew that the Internet was so developed that the news of the day would probably have been spread long ago. I don't know how netizens will comment.
Zhong Zhen was tired and didn't want to go back, so he planned to stay overnight at Cong Rong's house, but was stopped by Wen Shaoqing before entering the door.
Wen Shaoqing leaned against the wall with her hands folded in front of her chest, "What happened to your cousin tonight?"
Zhong Zhen knew what he was asking, hesitated for a long time before speaking: "That dish..."
Wen Shaoqing frowned, "What happened to that dish?"
Zhong Zhen didn't answer, but sighed pretendingly, and asked again: "Boss, are you serious about my cousin...?"
Wen Shaoqing didn't answer directly, and looked up lazily at him, "So what if you're serious? So what if you're not serious?"
The corner of Zhong Zhen's mouth twitched, "If you are serious, you have to think about pleasing my future brother-in-law. If you are not serious, I will beat you!"
Wen Shaoqing didn't listen to his threats at all, and his tone was calm but unrepentant, "Tell me about the dish."
Under his coercion, Zhong Zhen honestly confessed: "That dish is my cousin's favorite, only when my grandma was still there. My grandma is my cousin's grandma. Later, my grandma left suddenly and my cousin was gone. Until her last meeting, there was always a knot in her heart, so no one would propose this dish in front of her, let alone cook it."
Wen Shaoqing pondered for a while: "Actually, it's because it's too complicated and no one will do it, right?"
Zhong Zhen choked, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, and he replied in a pretentious manner: "Of course, there are factors in this aspect..."
"Okay, I see, you go back and rest." Wen Shaoqing stood up straight, waved his hands, turned and left.
When Wen Shaoqing entered the door, Cong Rong was sitting upright on the sofa waiting for him. He didn't know what he was thinking, his face was solemn and solemn. When he heard him enter the door, his expression eased a little, and he picked up a pen, paper and recording pen, "Let's go to the study to talk. "
Wen Shaoqing nodded.
After the two entered the study, Cong Rong sat on the single sofa and opened his notebook and recorder, "Tell me about the specific situation at that time, the time, place, cause, process, and result of the incident. The more detailed the better."
Wen Shaoqing stood in front of the desk a few steps away, with an inexplicable expression on his face, "What are you going to do?"
Cong Rong's eyebrows and eyes are serious, and even his voice is a bit official, "From now on, I will be your attorney. I will go back and prepare the contract. I will sign it tomorrow."
Wen Shaoqing looked at her for a long time before slowly speaking: "Objectively speaking, I did it first."
Cong Rong was taken aback for a moment, then sneered dismissively: "So what?"
Wen Shaoqing had never seen her smile like this before, so she couldn't hold back for a moment and looked over again.
"What happened at that time, what other people think happened at that time, and the evidence to prove what happened at that time, these are three different things, but the law will only recognize the last one, don't I even have this ability in your eyes? "
When she said this, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance, and she also carried the confidence that she was bound to win.
The two looked at each other for a long time. After a long time, Cong Rong took a deep breath and said again: "Do you know what the biggest influence on me is from studying law over the years?"
Wen Shaoqing's eyes flashed, "What is it?"
"Look at the world with cold eyes." Cong Rong looked at Wen Shaoqing without dodging, "But I want to look at the person I want to protect warmly, like a friend."
Wen Shaoqing laughed softly, the light in his eyes dazzled Cong Rong dizzily, and it took him a while to hear his voice.
"Then I will trouble you to protect me."
Wen Shaoqing never thought that there would be a woman in this world who said to him with high spirits that she would immediately protect him in her domain.
In the following time, Wen Shaoqing narrated the whole incident very cooperatively. Cong Rong occasionally interrupted him to ask a few questions. Wen Shaoqing continued after explaining. Cong Rong kept recording. After Wen Shaoqing finished describing, Cong Rong asked a few more questions After asking a professional question, he suddenly asked: "Why do you trust that Dr. Zhao so much? What if he really made a mistake during the rescue?"
Wen Shaoqing replied almost without thinking: "I am not for a certain doctor. Today is Dr. Zhao, tomorrow it may be Dr. Li's turn, and the day after tomorrow it may be me. I am targeting the entire environment. Can't I fight back or scold me?" Fighting back is what every doctor has to bear? Why did we put in so much effort to save that life, only to be spurned and beaten?"
Cong Rong was a little moved when he heard this, and suddenly looked up at him, "Before that, did you..."
Cong Rong suddenly couldn't finish the remaining few words.
Wen Shaoqing understood what she meant, and was silent for a while, "I have. I said, I have been on the road of being a doctor for a long time, and there are not many lives in my hands."
When Wen Shaoqing said this, he tilted his head and smiled at Cong Rong, joking lightly: "Like a lawyer, you haven't taken a death penalty case?"
Cong Rong's serious and gloomy face slowly shattered, he nodded and laughed, not just taking it.
Wen Shaoqing laughed and said quickly: "No matter how fast medicine develops, how advanced medical equipment is, and no matter how skilled your medical skills are, life has human irreversible factors. Facing life, doctors will be helpless and powerless. Family members What you hear is a result, but the doctor watches the vital signs disappear bit by bit, all the numbers on the vital sign monitor return to zero, and all the curves become straight lines, leaving only a monotonous harsh beep. You know and You have lost the battle of death against life. The moment death is announced, no one will feel good. It is said that the doctor is benevolent, but the first lesson that the doctor must learn is probably how to harden the heart."
His voice was low and calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, his eyes were lowered to hide the emotions in his eyes, his uninjured hand was gently rubbing the pattern on the cup, after he finished speaking, there was a long silence .
Cong Rong looked at his profile in a daze. She didn't know doctors. Her knowledge of doctors was still limited to the smiles on the Christmas Eve dinner party. Perhaps the owners of those smiles were hidden behind her. Every day, you have to declare war with the god of death, whether you lose or win, the more you fight, the braver you are.
The atmosphere was dull for a while, and even his voice was muffled, "Is it my fault?"
Cong Rong was taken aback, "What?"
Wen Shaoqing looked at her, "I'll take Zhong Zhen to fight."
Cong Rong shook his head, and it took a long time before he spoke: "When Zhong Zhen was born, I already remember things. I have watched him grow up these years. He has never fought since he was a child. In my cognition, in In a man's life, there are always a few fights, so that his life is considered complete. I used to think that if I were a boy, I could probably take Zhong Zhen to a few fights. Zhong Zhen liked to stick Me, but I'm a girl after all, men and women are different, I'm always afraid that it will have a bad influence on him."
Wen Shaoqing raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you afraid..."
"I'm afraid he will..." Cong Rong seemed very embarrassed, he hesitated for a while before uttering the adjective, "Mother."
"..." Wen Shaoqing remembered the emoji, and swallowed hard, "You think too much."
Wen Shaoqing remembered that when he was a child, he would fight with Wen Rang for a few rounds when he was fine, and then the two of them were punished to copy medical skills, and his wrists were sore.