In fact, Lin Chaosheng has always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Lu Chenfeng how he met Song Yike. Two people with completely different jobs and basically have little to do with each other, how could they have established a connection so coincidentally.
"My lover is probably the most difficult customer Lu Chenfeng has ever dealt with." This was a start that surprised Lin Chaosheng. Every time Song Yike recalled this incident, the corners of his eyes and brows were a little helpless.
"After my wife and I got engaged, she wanted to buy a wedding necklace that was unique to her." Song Yike rested her right arm on the arm of the swivel chair, her index finger against her ear, "I accompanied her to almost all the shopping malls in Beijing, Can't find the right one, either the style is not satisfactory, or the price is not satisfactory."
"One month before the wedding, she accidentally photographed the sapphire necklace worn by the model in a fashion magazine. It has a novel style and a very unique design." Song Yike spoke slowly, as if he was telling a story slowly, and Lin Chaosheng listened carefully. , with anticipation in his eyes, "I followed the LANME brand introduced by the magazine to check its related information, and then contacted Lu Chenfeng's studio."
The corner of Song Yike's mouth curled up and commented: "That's the first time I saw Lu Chenfeng. A person who can easily rely on his face to eat, has to be so tired that he can't even fix three meals, and runs business all over the world."
Lin Chaosheng laughed along with Song Yike.
"I remember very clearly that day in the studio, Lu Chenfeng served us with a pot of Ceylon black tea. I drink tea all the year round, and I liked the taste of it very much at the first sip, and I still drink a cup every day until now."
Song Yike said: "After a simple greeting, I expressed to him that I hope he can design a necklace for my lover, but our budget is not much, about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and we need it urgently. It is best to get it within half a month. "
"At that time, Lu Chenfeng had already arranged a full schedule, and he didn't plan to take any more design orders in the near future, but because of my lover's persistence, when he learned that it was going to be worn at the wedding, he happily agreed."
"So, the long 'torture' began." Song Yike grimaced, shook her head and sighed, "My lover is a perfectionist, and I have suffered from her 'torture' in my daily life. In six days, she asked Lu Chenfeng to change Twenty-seven design drafts."
Lin Chaosheng opened his eyes wide and repeated in surprise, "Twenty-seven..."
"Every time she calls Lu Chenfeng, I have a headache to death." Song Yike rubbed his temples appropriately, and his exaggerated appearance instantly made Lin Chaosheng laugh. He continued, "In order to allow my wife to see the effect of the revision more intuitively, even if the change she proposed is only a small detail, Lu Chenfeng will redraw the picture."
"During this period, Lu Chenfeng didn't let me feel the slightest complaint or impatience. He was very attentive, not dealing with errands, and respected all my wife's decisions."
"The most important thing is that this order didn't actually make much profit, but it took up a lot of his time. He even worked on the plane overnight to revise the draft. The final product was almost perfect."
"Later I asked him the reason why he took over our business, and his answer was, 'Marriage is a very beautiful thing in life, and all wishes should not be rejected. Since you chose me, I should live up to it. trust.'"
Song Yike said bluntly: "I'm not good at making friends on the initiative. Although this sentence is not pleasant, the reality is that the more acquaintances, the more trouble, especially after becoming a doctor."
"However, I made three appointments with Lu Chenfeng and wanted to invite him to dinner, but he refused all of them on the grounds that they were 'too busy'." Song Yike smiled and said "tsk", "Nine out of ten excuses are 'busy', but there are no more than three things. His attitude was very clear, which made me particularly embarrassed."
"But thinking about it carefully, I'm just his former client. For him, there is really no need to know and make friends."
"It wasn't until the Spring Festival in the second year after my marriage that a courier sent it from Sri Lanka to my home." Song Yike said with emotion, "It turned out to be two boxes of Ceylon black tea. I only mentioned it to Lu Chenfeng. I like the taste of this tea. , he remembered it without thinking."
"I learned later that Lu Chenfeng's 'busyness' is not an excuse at all. He really didn't give himself any personal time."
Having said this, Lin Chaosheng looked at Song Yike with a slightly puzzled look. He found that this person was not simply telling the story of the two people's acquaintance. The obvious recognition and appreciation in his words would undoubtedly make Lin Chaosheng deepen his love for Lu Chenfeng. good feeling.
There is no one who does not like to listen to outsiders compliment their other half.
Song Yike glanced at the lower right corner of the computer screen, guessing that Lu Chenfeng was coming back soon, so he changed back to the original solemn tone and said, "Physicians must be strictly cautious, all diagnoses must be based on the final test results, and must not arbitrarily judge the patient's condition. Make unfounded subjective judgments."
At this time, Lu Chenfeng stepped on Song Yike's voice and entered the room, Song Yike looked at him tacitly, and said to them briskly: "However, based on my many years of experience, PET-CT showed no metastasis, and in two years, the tumor did not Significant growth, so I can initially conclude that it should be benign."
After finishing speaking, Song Yike got up from the swivel chair, put on the mobile phone around the desk, and patted Lu Chenfeng on the shoulder soothingly: "I went to the cafeteria, waiting for Mr. Lin to recover, I hope that every time we meet will not be in the hospital."
The Mercedes-Benz drove on Fushi Road and went straight to the North Fifth Ring Road. Lin Chaosheng sat in the passenger seat holding a bag of medicine, but he didn't make a sound. Lu Chenfeng thought he was resting. After all, seeing a doctor would cause more or less stress on the body and mind, and even he felt a little tired.
Entering the side road at the next exit, when encountering a red light, Lu Chenfeng was used to looking at Lin Chaosheng when he was free, but he saw that the other party was thinking about something. After a few seconds, Lin Chaosheng suddenly asked, "Does Director Song know about our relationship?"
"Yes." Lu Chenfeng replied, but he was wrong about what Lin Chaosheng meant. Nervous for a moment, he asked awkwardly, "Do you mind if I tell others privately?"
"How could I mind." Lin Chaosheng held Lu Chenfeng's hand on his knee, the blue veins were prominent, the joints were sharp and angular, with a warm temperature, "I am too happy."
It is not difficult to understand the intention of Song Yike's words. He is also expressing his position to Lin Chaosheng and will not change his opinion of Lu Chenfeng because of his sexuality.
Looking through the windshield and looking at the bright road ahead, Lin Chaosheng said with relief, "Director Song is a good doctor and a rare friend."
When the car drove back to Yuyuan Community, Lin Chaosheng pushed the door and got out of the car. Just as his feet touched the ground, he heard a milky dog bark.
"It's Aunt Yu's little dog." Lu Chenfeng took the medicine bag from Lin Chaosheng's hand, wrapped his left hand behind his back, and embraced him, "It's called 'Lulu', it's cute, go and hug it."
Aunt Yu is removing weeds in the yard. There are many kinds of flowers and fruits, which need to be trimmed frequently. When she saw two people returning home, she raised her hand to open the gate and let Lulu go out to greet them.
Lulu is now eleven years and five months old, fashionably tied with a pink rubber band on a festive cupola, her hair is gray and white, her four short legs are striving backwards, and her body length is only about half an arm.
Lin Chaosheng squatted down and waved to it, Lulu got into his arms excitedly, the little life panting out his tongue, lying on Lin Chaosheng's chest, cocking his ears, as if listening to his heartbeat.
"Lulu, please give me auscultation." Lin Chaosheng grabbed its small paw and pressed it on his chest, "Help me diagnose it, how old I can live."
Lin Chaosheng stared at Lulu's small round eyes, and recalled to Lu Chenfeng, "Remember that you ate the longevity noodles I made on your birthday, and I asked you to use chopsticks to 'prolong your life'?"
Every day at Jiaxi Inn was unforgettable, Lu Chenfeng nodded: "Tell me, I can live a hundred years."
Lulu squirmed his chubby little body, raised his head and made two "beeps", Lin Chaosheng rolled his eyes and scratched his chin, and then said, "Lulu said, I can too."