My Little Happiness

Cong Rong stood on the balcony for a while before returning to the house. She occupied the study and Zhong Zhen read a book in the living room. She thought Zhong Zhen was asleep, and she only entered to see that he was lying on a low table reading a book. There were several heavy medical books on the table, and he almost buried him in it.

Cong Rong walked over and overturned, unable to understand, Yu Guang swept a few medical notes on the corner of the table, she reached over and took a look.

Several thick books on the main line, some years old, but well preserved. Turned over, it was written in small script written in a brush, bound into a book, one Chinese medicine and one Western medicine. There are many traditional Chinese characters in the Chinese medicine book, some prescriptions, and some medicines with pictures, and she can't understand the others. The Western medicine book contains anatomical drawings, hand-drawn drawings, and various types of drawings, both in Chinese and English, and the English fonts are also very beautiful.

Cong Rong did not put it down after holding it in his hand, "Where did it come from?"

Speaking of this admiration, Zhong Zhen said, "My boss! Has it been second? A lot of classmates in the class want to borrow it! I heard that the boss ’s family is a medical family. Summing up the notes! You ca n’t buy it outside! "

The writing is warm and beautiful, and the mood is vivid. The elegant and elegant professor image jumped on the paper, and Cong Rong nodded in agreement. "Well ... very few people have seen brush writing now, let alone writing so many words."

Cong Rong looked at it for a while, then coughed and tried to ask, "This ... can I get a copy?"

"Cousin, are you crazy ?!" Zhong Zhen entered the emoji mode again, looked at Cong Rong inexplicably, and then stretched out his fingers. "There was a rich second generation who bought this number before, and my boss didn't even care about it. Treat him! "

Cong Rong also knew that it was impossible to give her, but he still wanted to ask a word. It was nothing to be rejected. He smiled and agreed, "Well ... The old man is quite handsome."

Zhong Zhen's face collapsed, "I told you all! My boss is very young! Not an old man!"

Cong Rong smiled, did not take it seriously, such old-school behavior, not the old man, but also half of the old man?

Since the long-awaited reunion that day, Wen Shaoqing has not encountered Cong Rong for several days. One morning, Wen Shaoqing stood in the hallway and looked at the closed door opposite, bowed his head and asked to make a concession: "Isn't it going to run again? After surrendering to surrender" and guilty of absconding again?

Let a hand hold a ball in his mouth and wave his tail to look at him expectantly.

Wen Shaoqing raised an eyebrow, "Well, go downstairs and play ball."

At this time, Zhong Zhen looked at Cong Rong's distorted facial features at the breakfast table, and some of them could not see it. "Cousin, why is your expression so painful?"

Cong Rong squeezed two words from his teeth, "toothache."

Zhong Zhen looked at her expression and unconsciously began to twist, "Wise teeth?"

Cong Rong nodded painfully, "Well."

"Your wisdom tooth has been dragging for so long, pull it out!"

Cong Rong's wisdom tooth has been growing for a long time, and it hurts every time it catches fire. This time the fire was completely arched by Wen Shaoqing.

Cong Rong sipped, "I think about it."

Cong Rong thought that it would be better to take the medicine for a few days as usual, but this time the toothache was menacing. She increased the amount of medicine and did not alleviate the trend, but instead brought half of her face swollen. She glanced at the recent court timetable and made a decisive decision to text Zhong Zhen.

After reading the text message, Zhong Zhen raised his head in a pile of medical records and asked, "Ms. Wen, do you know anyone in the Department of Stomatology?"

Wen Shaoqing glanced at him, "A toothache?"

Zhong Zhen shook his phone, "It's not me, my cousin, a person who was already very popular, but a wisdom tooth grinded and changed in several hospitals, but he refused to pull it, and now he has inflammation."

Wen Shaoqing thought for a while, "I seem to have a sister in the stomatology department, and I will tell her later, when will your cousin plan to come?"

Zhong Zhen glanced at the phone again, "Afternoon."

"Okay, no problem. You will tell her cousin's name in a while."

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

In the afternoon, Cong Rong went to the hospital and hung the doctor's number that Zhong Zhen said.

When I saw the doctor, Cong Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the nameplate on her chest, He Wenjing, and then looked at the woman who was half a head taller than her and looked bold and heroic. .

He Wenjing took the medical record book and glanced at the name, "Cong Rong? Oh, is Zhong Zhen's cousin? He told me."

She opened her mouth with difficulty and called: "Well, Dr. He."

He Wenjing paused. "I don't like people calling me Dr. He, you can call me Brother He."

Cong Rong glanced at her hardly and saw her expectation, and then called her with a complex expression: "Brother Ho."

He Wenjing smiled and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Cong Rong? Zhong Zhen? Does your family take the name in this style?"

Before Cong Rong answered, she laughed herself, "Ha ha ha ha ... think about the name Zhong Zhen is so funny, does he still have a younger brother or younger sister named Unchang? Loyalty?"

Cong Rong nodded and answered seriously: "How do you know? He really has a sister named Zhong Buyu."

Thinking of Zhong Buyu's mischievous little devil, Cong Rong sighed indifferently.

"..." Brother He put a smile on his face, "I also know a second-hand product with a strange name called ginseng. It is necessary to introduce you to know."

Cong Rong looked at the person who had chatted with her for a long time, and felt that the doctor Zhong Zhen introduced to her was unreliable.

Brother He probably saw the doubts in Cong Rong's eyes and coughed a little, "That ... took off the mask and lay down, I will help you to see it."

Brother He put on a mask to help Cong Rong check, "Is my face swollen? Still have a fever?"

Half of Cong Rong's face was swollen. When he pulled the corner of his mouth, he felt pain. He didn't even open his mouth. He squeezed a word from his throat.

"Now I can't pull it out. I'll pull it out after the swelling has disappeared." Suddenly stood up, "Wait a minute."

The "gentleman" doctor rushed into the corridor like a gust of wind and shouted. A group of students poured into the treatment room. He pointed to Cong Rong's wisdom teeth. "Look at this, the shape and position of this wisdom tooth are It is very characteristic and can enrich the cases. "After that, a group of people took out their phones to take pictures.

Cong Rong closed his mouth immediately, put on a mask and sat up.

Brother He smiled after blasting out a group of students: "I'll prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs for you. If you don't get swollen, you will come to me again."

Cong Rong went out with the medicine list, and then looked back at He Wenjing. He was suspicious. The people introduced by Zhong Zhen looked so unreliable like him. Isn't a doctor a serious and indifferent profession? Why does this look so ... tease X.

Zhong Zhen was busy before and after all in the afternoon, and finally laid back. He planned to visit Cong Rong. After a few steps, he suddenly remembered something. He returned and found Wen Shaoqing in the ward. After a while, Dr. Chen has an operation, and I want to see it. My cousin, can you please help me to see it? "

Zhong Zhen recently "cousin is long and cousin is short" in front of Wen Shaoqing. Wen Shaoqing knew his little tricks and replied with a grumpy smile: "I am not free."

Zhong Zhen frustrated, "You pity my cousin ..."

Chen Tu, the "Dr. Chen" mentioned earlier, passed by. He saw Zhong Zhen's pitiful appearance and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need any help?" After touching Wen Shaoqing, "You have trained him again?"

Wen Shaoqing looked at Chen Chu and smiled slightly, "Need help, his cousin is going to marry. Will you pick this plate?"

This place in the hospital, from doctors to nurses, everyone who is older, regardless of sex, loves to introduce people to people. Chen Chu was also persecuted in this respect in his early years. When he heard this, he quickly evacuated to a safe area.

"Fine," Wen Shaoqing looked at Zhong Zhen for a long while and finally sighed, "You also have to prepare, I will take a look at your cousin."

Zhong Zhen listened and immediately ran away with joy.

It's a pity ... Zhong Zhen's desire to let his boss see his cousin has not been fulfilled.

Wen Shaoqing stood in the door of the oral treatment room and looked in. He Wenjing greeted her: "What about Zhong Zhen's cousin?"

He Wenjing has always admired this brother, and responded very positively: "Leave."

"Leave?" Wen Shaoqing asked smoothly, "How is it?"

He Wenjing thought about it very seriously and summed it up: "It's a beauty, and she's a fan, even though she has a swollen face."

Wen Shaoqing was speechless, "Ask you about your condition."

"Can't die, inflammation, fever, not a big problem, just pull it out, but eating is a problem."

He Wenjing has always been a simple and neat style during work hours, speaking leaning beside the instrument handsomely. The two little nurses kept going in and out, glancing at her from time to time, and He Wenjing saw them and smiled at them.

Wen Shaoqing looked at it, "Sister He, you look like this, the little nurses are really going to be bent by you."

Mentioning this, He Wenjing deflated, "Dear brother, am I really not like a woman?"

Wen Shaoqing expressed euphemistically: "From a medical perspective, you are."

Brother He fluttered, "Senior brother, you hurt me. Next time you introduce acquaintances to see a doctor. I will extract all the teeth in his mouth and put them back one by one!"

"Okay." Wen Shaoqing said as he went outside. "Remember to charge a double fee."

Cong Rong was about to get off work before remembering that he had forgotten to bring a piece of information at home and sent a text message to Zhong Zhen, saying that he would not return to him at night.

After careful derivation and calculation, Cong Rong picked the time when Wen Shaoqing was least likely to go out, but when he just stepped out of the elevator and prepared to trot home, the opposite door suddenly opened, and Wen Shaoqing in a light-colored home clothes was carrying The garbage bag was about to go out, followed by a wagging tail.

Sure enough, people are not as good as heaven.