My Little Happiness

Cong Rong didn't know whether to evaluate whether Wen Shaoqing was a crow mouth or a doctor, because she really started to have a fever and cough early the next morning, and she couldn't even get up.

Wen Shaoqing came back from the night shift. When he saw Cong Rong's car in the parking lot, he knocked on the door. No one answered for a long time, he took the key and opened the door, and then found someone on the bed.

He ignored Cong Rong's sorrowful eyes and forcibly placed the thermometer under her arm. After a few moments, he took out the numbers on his eyes and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Well, 39 degrees 2, you are so powerful!"

Cong Rong was coughed up and stared at him hard.

Wen Shaoqing was surprised again, "Hey, how did you change your eyelids?"

Cong Rong's fever will change her eyelids as soon as she is young. For a while, she abnormally hopes that she will have a fever every day.

She lifted her hands weakly and hit her. Wen Shaoqing raised her hand to block it, then she held it in her hand and looked carefully, but also touched it a few times.

Cong Rong pulled his hand back, "What are you doing!"

Wen Shaoqing smiled, "Sorry, occupational disease, I want to see if the blood vessels are pierced as soon as you reach out."

Cong Rong didn't believe it, "You nonsense! Zhong Zhen doesn't have the same problem as you!"

Wen Shaoqing suddenly looked away, "That means he still has to learn, and don't want to graduate within a few years."

Zhong Zhen, who was far away from the school, sneezed and rubbed his nose, mumbling, "Is the air conditioner turned on too much, why suddenly feel so cold."

Later, Wen Shaoqing took advantage of the porridge gap and went to the community hospital to buy an injection and returned to Cong Rong himself.

He carried the medicine bag and looked around, "Does your family have hangers or something?"

Cong Rong obviously didn't cooperate, "No, you can help me hold it."

She was so dizzy, thinking that he could always find a place to hang a medicine bag, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

But she didn't expect Wen Shaoqing to keep her posture long ago and help her hold the medicine bag as soon as she opened her eyes after waking up.

She felt a little guilty and sat up slowly. "Why are you really holding it up?"

Wen Shaoqing didn't say much. He reached out and paused in mid-air. Seeing that she didn't dodge, she pressed the back of her hand to her forehead. Then she moved down and moved the skin on her neck. "Not hot anymore."

Cong Rong touched himself, "It seems to be fine."

Wen Shaoqing looked at the medicine bag, "It will be dripped immediately, and lie down for a while."

Wen Shaoqing accompanied her for most of the day and was relieved to see that she could eat. "Take a good rest today. It should be better tomorrow. Go to the hospital for a review and call me. I have a busy clinic tomorrow morning, you Come again in the afternoon. "

Cong Rong shook his head, "Don't go!"

Wen Shaoqing teased, "Why, give up treatment?"

Cong Rong frowned, "I just have a cold, even if I go, why should I register your number?"

Wen Shaoqing made a serious nonsense, "The hospital has regulations, the first question is the responsibility system. You are treated by me today, and I have to be responsible for curing you."

"..." Cong Rong sighed.

The next afternoon Cong Rong went to see a client and dragged him to work soon after get off work.

At this time, many people were still in the hospital lobby. She queued for a long time before her turn. After filling out the medical record book, she handed it to the staff, "hang Wen Shaoqing ..."

She added two more words at once, "Professor Wen Shaoqing's number."

The staff wearing masks didn't raise their heads, "Professor Wen's number is full."

Cong Rong was relieved, "Full, full, then I won't hang up."

She had a hard time withdrawing from the crowd, and just after taking a breath, someone shot her shoulder.

The man saw Cong Rong looking at himself with surprise, his eyes suddenly bent, he was probably laughing, and then he took off his mask, "Did you recognize it?"

Cong Rong quickly greeted with a smile, "Dr. Chen."

Chen Chu looked at the medical record book in her hand, "Sick?"

Cong Rong nodded, "Cold."

Chen Tu asked casually, "Whose number is hanging?"

Cong Rong paused before speaking, "Wen Shaoqing's."

Chen Chu probably knows that he shouldn't call Wen Shaoqing's number for a cold. She obviously watched the corner of Chen Chu's mouth deepen a few degrees, and coughed a little, "He asked me to find him."

The smile on Chen Tu's face was closed, and he sincerely suggested, "He has an outpatient clinic today, and he should be very busy. In fact, it is good to see a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for a cold. My girlfriend is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Will I show you over?"

Cong Rong asked with difficulty, "Your girlfriend? Is she also a doctor?"

Chen Chu nodded and walked out. "Yeah, in the Chinese medicine building, let's go."

Cong Rong thought of the round face and round eyes. The girl who shined her eyes as soon as she saw the food, hesitated, "I can't see her if I can't?"

She didn't say a word, I was afraid of being killed ...

Chen Chu guessed her thoughts by looking at her, "She won't come here."

Entering the Chinese medicine building, someone greeted Chen Chu from time to time, and Chen Chu suddenly said, "In fact, Wen Shaoqing is also quite talented in Chinese medicine."

Cong Rong didn't know why he said this suddenly, "What?"

"The origins of his family can be regarded as a family of medicine. The blood lineages that have been precipitated by generations are inherently talented. His grandfather is a very famous old Chinese medicine, really a kind of rejuvenation. His father was studying Western medicine. His grandfather grabbed him to make up for his regrets, and took him to the heap of medicinal herbs since he was a child. Fortunately, he didn't look old-fashioned. "

In fact, Cong Rong has always been curious. "Why did he learn Western medicine later?"

Chen Chu suddenly looked mysterious, "Well ... I really don't know."

The two men spoke to the front door of the clinic, and heard Sanbao's voice before entering.

"The problem of dysmenorrhea is generally not easy to cure. Western medicine is also a permanent cure. Look at me. Every time my aunt comes, it hurts. It is not a matter of taking a few painkillers and slowly conditioning the body. It ’s the root, but there are rumors in the community that fit can cure, do you want to give it a try? "

A girl asked with some doubt, "fit?"

Sambo coughed, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

The girl understood at once, and her face flushed immediately.

"Haha, you understand it, you can try it if you have the conditions, but do n’t kill yourself. I have a condom coming from the gynecology department. I ’ll give it to you. If you do n’t have enough, you can bring your ID card to the first floor lobby Take it from the machine. "

There was no sound in the room for a long time, and Sanbao remembered with a doubtful voice, "Why don't you take it, don't you like this taste? Or, the size is not suitable?"

Soon a girl came out with a red face. Cong Rong looked at Chen Chu with a complicated look. Chen Chu smiled awkwardly, "Look again."

A nurse came out immediately, called the number, and led a pregnant woman in.

Everything was normal at first, until ...

"Doctor, I have been particularly fond of eating fruit corn since I was pregnant. Why is this?"

Sambo's slightly thoughtful voice sounded again, "probably because you are pregnant with a bear."

Now even Chen Chu began to caress his forehead.

The next situation was not so good. Cong Rong sat outside and listened to the crosstalk completely.

"Doctor, do you say the size of a man is also a cause of infertility?"

"What do you mean?"

"My husband's size ... a little ..."

"Um ..." Sambo hesitated. "Then I suggest you learn a Latin dance."

When the nurse came to call Cong Rong in, Cong Rong hesitated and whispered to Chen Cui, "I feel much better, or should I not bother your girlfriend?"

Chen Tu smiled, "Don't care, she probably only encountered this patient who had nothing to do with finding trouble. It's generally normal."

Cong Rong couldn't imagine it, "General?"

Sambo saw Cong Rong greet him with a smile on his face and listened to Chen Chu to come to see her for treatment, and gave her a pulse, but she was obviously not within the scope of what Chen Chu called "general".

Sambo looked at Cong Rong and frowned, "Well, why is your pulse suddenly so fast? Is it because of me?"

Cong Rong was speechless, "Uh ..." Sanbao turned to look at Chen Chu, with a horrified look, "Chen Chu! She wants to dig your corner!"

"..." Chen Chu felt her head helplessly, "If someone else is sick, take a good look."

Sanbao just came down, and Cong Rong glanced at her breastplate. The original name was Ren.

Later, Sanbao prescribed medicine to her and Chen Tu was called away. She sat at the door of the pharmacy and waited for the decoction. Just when she smelled the mellow and warm medicinal herbs, she was drowsy, and WeChat reminded her Up.

Why didn't you come?

It is Wen Shaoqing.

She thought about the reply: I met Chen Chu when I registered, and he took me to see Chinese medicine.

Wen Shaoqing asked again: Where is it now?

Cong Rong looked around: decoction in the pharmacy of the Chinese Medicine Building.

After a while Wen Shaoqing appeared, pinched the prescription in her hand and looked at it.

For the first time, Cong Rong saw Wen Shaoqing in a white coat, slightly revealing the collar of the light green shirt inside. He chose the color of the person very much, but he did not violate it at all.

The soft light of the sunset came from the transparent glass window of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building and hit his side face. The clear and beautiful side face glowed with warm soft light.

Cong Rong looked down at him. He pinched the prescription's fingers, her nails were round and clean, and her eyes returned to his face again.

Suddenly wanted to know what he looked like when he saw a doctor.

Will gently and calmly examine the patient, or listen to the patient to describe the condition of the patient, or bow his head and use the slender and beautiful hands to write on the medical record. Overall, it should be serious and modest.

When encountering patients who are uncooperative or unreasonable, they will stimulate the belly black poison tongue skills, increase the combat value, a big move in the past, and instantly clear the opponent's health.

Probably her eyes were too pretentious, Wen Shaoqing turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

Responsiveness is the basic literacy of lawyers. Cong Rong explained very quickly, "I was thinking that the doctor would wash his hands so many times a day, would the skin color of his hands be different from his face."

Wen Shaoqing nodded and said nothing, then stood up and asked the pharmacy, "Is the patient's medicine decoction?"

A young doctor ran out of the pharmacy and looked at the probe and answered, "Not yet, Teacher Wen."

Wen Shaoqing pointed to the prescription, "Then replace the smell of Scutellaria baicalensis with wine Scutellaria, the patient has a bad stomach, and the skullcap is bitterly cold. Change it to a milder one, and then add 15 grams of Rubia, 25 grams of Radix Paeoniae Alba. . "

"Okay, Teacher Wen." The little doctor turned and entered the pharmacy again.

After Wen Shaoqing sat back to Cong Rong again, she remembered Chen Chu's words and asked, "You are a Chinese medicine doctor in elementary school. Why did you study clinical medicine later?"

Wen Shaoqing turned to look at her suspiciously, "Lin Chen hasn't told you?"

Cong Rong wondered, "What did he tell me?"

Wen Shaoqing shook his head and looked at her meaningfully, "Nothing, I thought you were familiar at that time."

Cong Rong felt hairy in his heart, and he didn't want to delve into it any longer. He changed the subject, "What are Rubia and White Peony doing?"

Wen Shaoqing glanced at her, "Relieve dysmenorrhea."

"I ..." Cong Rong was forced to heat his face. "How do you know my period ..."

Wen Shaoqing glanced at her and seemed to say again, I don't know anything.

Cong Rong is looking bored.

Wen Shaoqing suddenly took her hand, and she was startled, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you interested in my hand? You can touch it. If you still want to touch your face, I don't mind." Then he put Cong Rong's hand on his face.

The warm touch made Cong Rong unconsciously throw his hand away and fled.

Just now he took her hand and accidentally swept his slightly scraped chin, piercing her fingertips, and she seemed to be able to smell the aftershave in a piece of disinfectant.

The little doctor heard the movement and ran out, "Hey, what about the patient just now?"

Wen Shaoqing stood up, and had long since disappeared. "Her medicine won't be fried first. You are optimistic about the time. I'll come to get it when I get off work."

When he returned to the department, he met Chen Chu in the hallway. Chen Cu greeted him. He squinted at Chen Chu and said coldly, "What a problem!"

Then walk forward without squinting.

Chen Chu was confused, and after thinking about it, he realized that he was really troubled. He stopped Wen Shaoqing a few steps away. "Hey, didn't you say it was your student's parent earlier?"

Wen Shaoqing's expressionless excuse, "I am also a student's parent, the eldest sister is like a mother, one day is a teacher and a father for life."

A set of theories made Chen Chu stunned. "You ... are you too shameful?"

"I'm calling for good psychological quality, not many things next time!" Wen Shaoqing glanced lightly at him and turned away.

Chen Chu threatened behind him, "I'll go back and tell Sanbao these shameless words! Let her know that the brother she worships is a beast!"

Wen Shaoqing didn't look back, "Oh, Ren Shimei probably only praises me when she knows."

So when Chen Chu finished telling Sambo the whole word without leaving the word that day, Sambo frowned and asked, "Does the senior brother really say that?"

Chen Chu shook his head and sighed, "Yeah, disillusioned?"

Sambo immediately stood up and said, "I knew that my brother-in-law was a beast! Looking at his gentleness on the surface, I knew that his beast was definitely not a normal beast! After waiting so long, I finally waited for someone who could transform him Alright! Brother Wen really is my idol! "

Chen Cluster is full of black lines, "..."

In the evening, Wen Shaoqing delivered the Chinese medicine to Cong Rong and watched her drink before leaving.

Cong Rong lay down on the bed and suddenly remembered Wen Shaoqing's eyes during the day, wouldn't he be eating Lin Chen's vinegar? ! Next time you must remember to ask him why he should study Western medicine.

After a few days, Cong Rong was forced to go to Wen Shaoqing for follow-up.

He was the only person in the office. He seemed to be a little serious in his white coat. He couldn't see a smile on his face. He glanced at her lightly. "Untie the coat."

Cong Rong stunned, "Ah?"

The end

2017-06-14

table of Contents

Wen Shaoqing's reason was unassailable, "I hear if there is any murmur in the lungs."

Cong Rong watched him stick the stethoscope to his skin, but the cold tingling sensation in his memory did not appear, but it was a little warm.

It was only afterwards that he seemed to have been holding the stethoscope in his palm just now, and his heart was warm, looking towards him.

He just finished writing the medical record and handed it to her, "I'm going to a consultation for today's flight, remember?"

Cong Rong nodded, "I will take care of it, will I need to take you to the airport?"

He shook his head, "I go with the director, you take care of yourself."

Cong Rong nodded again.

Wen Shaoqing had nothing to worry about, but he did not expect him to leave for a few days, and Cong Rong tossed out new problems.

He didn't tell Cong Rong about the fact that he came back early. He came back in an early flight and happened to meet her when she got home.

Cong Rong was startled, "Why did you come back early?"

Wen Shaoqing frowned and looked at her, "What are you doing with sunglasses in the daytime?"

Cong Rong coughed, "shade."

Wen Shaoqing shook the drops of water on the umbrella, "It's raining today."

Cong Rong became angry and angrily, "I will, what's your business!"

Wen Shaoqing became more curious, "was beaten?"

"No!" Cong Rong pulled his sunglasses out angrily, "Sting!"

"What do you see? You shouldn't see it?" Wen Shaoqing raised her hand and stopped her hand to put on her sunglasses again. The other hand held her chin carefully for a few minutes, and Cong Rong's heartbeat accelerated. Asked, "Did you take the medicine?"

Cong Rong nodded, "Eat, but it seems useless."

Wen Shaoqing pulled her back, "When did it start?"

Cong Rong deflated, "The day before yesterday, it wasn't that serious, but it was swollen after waking up today."

Wen Shaoqing raised his hand and looked at the time, "Are you in a hurry to work?"

Cong Rong shook his head, "I'm not in a hurry."

Back home, Wen Shaoqing explained to her while washing her hands, "Just put a few drops of blood on the tip of the ear."

Cong Rong resisted when he heard that word, "bleed?"

Wen Shaoqing pulled her to sit on the sofa and raised her hand to caress her ears. "Before school, I massaged first to speed up local blood circulation. The ears are not congested enough and the amount of bleeding is not good enough."

Wen Shaoqing swears that he really didn't have any unreasonable thoughts at first, but only later ... massaging his fingers uncontrollably rubbed her earlobe, where it was cool and soft, and then the temperature became higher and higher, the color More and more red, even the whole face with her red.

Cong Rong felt that her ears were about to catch fire, but Wen Shaoqing didn't mean to let go. She stiffly turned her head to the side.

However, Wen Shaoqing persisted for a few seconds, then coughed slightly and turned his head in the opposite direction, his heart tickling.

In the past few years of medical practice, the first time I had a grievous thought on the patient, it was terrible! The last time I touched her earlobe, I didn't even have this idea!

Fortunately, the next process was very smooth. Finally, Cong Rong blushed and covered his ears to go to work. Wen Shaoqing went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Cong Rong feels that this kind of life is very good now, he will not cook, but Wen Shaoqing will cook for her. He doesn't know how to wash clothes. Wen Shaoqing will teach her. Occasionally, he will toss out minor problems. Wen Shaoqing will be responsible for curing her. Wen Shaoqing seems to be always there, so when he suddenly wants to leave temporarily, she will be so panicked.

That day she came back on a business trip. Because Wen Shaoqing was on night shift the night before, she didn't let him pick it up. When she got home, she received a call from Zhong Zhen after taking a shower.

"Cousin, are you back on a business trip?"

"What's the matter when I just got home?"

Zhong Zhen asked cautiously, "Did you hear that an acute respiratory infectious disease broke out in Lin province? The hospital organized a medical team to go, I also want to go, can I go?"

Cong Rong's voice was a bit cold, "What do you think?"

Zhong Zhen explained, "Well ... Actually, it is also dangerous to work in the hospital, it will be beaten, it will be infected ..."

Cong Rong interrupted him, "Give me individual reasons."

Zhong Zhen paused, a rare and serious opening, "Sister, I really want to go. I think the doctor is a special sacred profession that can save so many lives. I heard a few children singing in the pediatrics a few days ago, I love learning, love labor, and grow up to make credit for the people. I am particularly moved. Am I particularly ridiculous? "

"Not ridiculous. Go, my aunt, let me say, pay attention to safety." Cong Rong suddenly remembered what he said, "Will your boss go?"

"Go, he leads the team. He's still in the meeting room now, and I'll tell you about it in a moment."

Cong Rong was stunned, "When is the departure?"

"Leave in a while." Zhong Zhen waited for a long time without responding, "Sister?"

"I'm going to find you now." Cong Rong hung up the phone when he finished speaking.

She hurriedly put on a piece of clothes and went out. When she arrived at the hospital, there were several buses parked in the open space in front of the hospital building, and the station was full of people.

When Cong Rong looked for Zhong Zhen everywhere, he saw an acquaintance in the corner, and Yi Yizheng and Xiao Ziyuan spoke.

Listening to the content of the two, it seems that Sui Yi also participated in the medical team. Perhaps Xiao Ziyuan didn't want her to go. With a face on his face, Sui Yi hugged his waist and leaned against his arms. Will come back, let me go ... "

Sui Yi looked around and found that no one noticed, he quickly tipped his feet and kissed on Xiao Ziyuan's side. Xiao Ziyuan looked down at her, sighed for a while, and finally touched her face, finally compromised. What should I do with you ... "

Cong Rong didn't know that the gentle woman would be so emotional when she acted like a girl.

Sui Yi leaned back in Xiao Ziyuan's arms with a smile, "You know what, the best love story you have ever said is, what's wrong with our family ... Every time I listen to it, I feel particularly good."

Cong Rong looked at the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly a male voice came behind him, "What are you looking at?"

She turned back subconsciously, "It's nothing."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her easily, "Got it?"

Cong Rong wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, when he came, he clearly adjusted his emotions.

"Zhong Zhen said he didn't want you to send it, so he wouldn't come to see you."

Wen Shaoqing stepped forward and took her hand, "I have time to help me take care of it."

Cong Rong nodded, "Well. When do you ... come back?"

"Hard to say."

"be careful."

"Is there anything else I want to tell me?"

Cong Rong was silent for a long time, and suddenly found the courage to look up at him, "Do you still need us to recognize the question you asked me in the community elevator?"

Wen Shaoqing thought for a while, "Do not continue to pretend not to know me?"

Cong Rong shook his head, "Next sentence."

After thinking for a while, Wen Shaoqing hesitated and asked, "Do you tell others that you like me? This sentence?"

Cong Rong answered immediately, "Like."

Wen Shaoqing froze for a moment, lowered his head for a long while and smiled, and then came forward to hug Cong Rong.

The two hugged and talked quietly.

"I'm a soldier, and the country needs me. If you don't want Zhong Zhen, I can't let him go."

"He is no longer a child, that is his life, what he wants to do, no one is qualified to stop him." Cong Rong looked up at Wen Shaoqing, "I hope Zhong Zhen can be like you, a candid and clean. In a pure life, you can do whatever you want. There are dreams, hopes, feelings, wine and poetry. "

Wen Shaoqing caressed her eyebrows, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Cong tolerated and tolerated or red eyes, "I worry about you."

She didn't know how many medical personnel were sacrificed by the flameless war that year.

"I will also take good care of myself." Wen Shaoqing kissed her eyes. "This time it's not that serious. Really, don't think about it."

Cong Rong nodded heavily.

Wen Shaoqing hugged her again before she left, "I have something to tell you for a long time, and I will tell you when I come back. When I went out yesterday, I put an envelope in the crack of your door, and you take it away."

When Wen Shaoqing left for half a month, he was probably very busy and tired, and contacted her slowly, and she could only check the situation there in the news.

She was at work that day, and the assistant took the documents and showed her, "Lawyer Cong, please sign your letter."

Cong Rong picked up the pen on the table and signed it. After the signing, the assistant was curious, "Few people use this color pen now."

Cong Rong looked down at the pen in his hand, yeah, except for the students, probably only doctors would use this color pen?

This was when Wen Shaoqing was sent that day. She pulled it from his chest. She didn't know what she thought at that time. Just remember that Wen Shaoqing smiled and said to her, "When the pen is used up, he will almost return."

When he smiled, his eyes were deep and clear, making the years warm and long, and she suddenly began to miss him.

Preoccupied, the front desk called in.

"Lawyer Cong, someone is looking for you, waiting for you in the drawing room."

Cong Rongxing caused a defect, "Who?"

The gossip heart of the little girl at the front desk can be felt across the phone line, "It's a handsome guy!"

Cong Rong frowned, "What does it look like?"

"Tall and handsome, especially handsome!"

Cong Rong immediately hung up the phone and stood up and walked to the meeting room. When he pushed open the door and walked in to see the person sitting on the sofa, his heart was suddenly empty and lost.

Xiao Ziyuan's ability to look at his words was perfect and he took a sip of tea with a smile. "Lawyer Cong seems disappointed to see me?"

Cong Rong has always been calm and calm like her name when facing other people. "How come, is there anything wrong with Minister Xiao coming here?"

Xiao Ziyuan stood up from the sofa, "I'm going to condolences in the neighboring province. In fact, it's just a fake public welfare to see his wife privately. Is Lawyer Cong interested in visiting family members together?"

Cong Rong nodded immediately, "Yes! When will it leave?"

When Wen Shaoqing saw Cong Rong and Xiao Ziyuan who suddenly appeared, he didn't see anything unusual on his face. After talking with Yan Rong and Cong Rong, he turned to Xiao Ziyuan and turned cold. ! "

Xiao Ziyuan sat in a chair and waited for the memory, obviously absent-minded, "You seem to want to see her."

Suddenly, Wen Shaoqing looked at him with a serious expression, "Tell me something, you should be mentally prepared."

Xiao Ziyuan was calm, "What's the matter?"

Wen Shaoqing replied word for word, "Your wife seems to be pregnant."

Flamboyant, Xiao Ziyuan fell directly from his chair.

Wen Shaoqing watched Xiao Ziyuan get up from the ground in awkward manner, and the chair was too late to run, and hurriedly ran out, "Er, Xiao, you are not as calm and stable as the outside world said!"

Xiao Ziyuan still thought about him.

Wen Shaoqing took Cong Rong to look at Zhong Zhen. The two were tired and crooked for a while, still worried that she would be infected and drove her away. Cong Rong also knew that he could not help here and would delay his work. He was relieved to see that he and Zhong Zhen were fine, and soon left.

It was another month after Wen Shaoqing's medical team returned to the city. When Cong Rong received the news and rushed to the hospital, it was already dark.

When she hurriedly pushed the door in, he was sitting at the table writing something, and when he heard the sound he looked up to see her and laughed.

I have n’t seen it for another month. He lost a lot of weight and became more handsome. When she saw her standing at the door stupefied, she got up and walked over and took her hand into the door to sit down. I have something to tell you when I come back, remember? "

Cong Rong nodded.

Wen Shaoqing reached out his hand, "What about?"

Cong Rong took an envelope from his bag and put it in his hand.

That was before he left and stuffed it into the door of her house. She opened it and saw three cards in it. There was nothing.

Wen Shaoqing squeezed the pink card in his hand, "pink, the color that the little girl who loves first opens will love? At that time, should you go to middle school?"

After turning on the film viewer, put the card on, and Cong Rong's eyes widened.

The light passed through the card, and three lines appeared on the card.

Cong Rong of Class 11:

Hello, this is Wen Shaoqing in Class 9.

Can I like you?

Wen Shaoqing lowered his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Did the boys at that time write love letters like this? I should be learning regular script at that time. You said that you would be in class 11 every time you divide the class. Tell you, I will be divided into 9 classes each time. "

He picked up the white card again. "White, do all the girls in college like this color? White skirts for girls and white shirts for boys."

Different fonts soon appeared on the film viewer.

Cong Shimei, the book says that gentle Cong Rong and the years are quiet, we were born to be a pair.

Wen Shaoqing looked at Cong Rong, "I should be using running books when I was in college. If we meet in college, I should be your brother. Brother and sister are not always adulterous? I went to the university and read a few books. , Confession is also full of books. "

He lowered his head to take the last one and placed it on the viewing lamp. "Silver gray, mature and steady color, just in line with our current age and condition. After I became a doctor, I wrote more medical records and used the doctor's custom fonts, cursive script. "

Cong Rong looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said, "What does this sentence say? I can't understand a few words."

Wen Shaoqing stood next to the viewing lamp and watched her slowly open, "Smile a smile, a pair of faces, a person for a lifetime."

After he finished speaking, he laughed again, "If you write a love letter again at this age, you might not be able to write so much love and love anymore. The man in charge should give a woman a life-long commitment."

His face was fuzzy and gentle before turning off the lights, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Cong Rong heard her heartbeat. She had n’t been so nervous for a long time, and her tremor was shaking, a little flustered, and a little warm.

Three love letters are on the viewing lamp, that is Wen Shaoqing's intention.

Cong Rong was at a loss under his gaze, and Wen Shaoqing quietly waited for her reaction.

After a long time, she trembled and said, "Wen Shaoqing, you ... why do you like me? Because ..."

Wen Shaoqing smiled frankly, "What do you think it's for? Do I have such a principleless person? Like it means like it, do you think it is logical reasoning? Do you have to figure it out step by step?"

Cong Rong looked at him quietly, the smile on his face was clean and warm, his eyes calm and determined, his eyebrows were gentle and tender, and she slowly smiled when she looked at her.

Due to her limited career, she already likes to deduce the results based on the evidence, but she forgets that some things cannot be reasoned with cause and effect. Isn't love just about being inexplicable? Someone likes you inexplicably, and you happen to like her inexplicably. You can't say anything. Everything is so inexplicable.

Suddenly there was a rapid footstep outside the door, followed by a knock on the door. He answered and a young nurse pushed the door in. "Dr. Wen, there was a serial car accident at high speed. Some of the injured were sent to our hospital for emergency treatment. , The imminent arrival, the director told us to go down and answer. "

After she finished talking, she found that in addition to Wen Shaoqing, there was a woman standing in the house. The woman's eyes were red, and Dr. Wen was still holding her hand. She was embarrassed for a while and bowed her head to exit. "I will call other doctors. Call them back, you can just go straight down in a while ... "

Wen Shaoqing responded, turned around and turned off the viewing lights, put three cards into the envelope and put it back in her bag, before pulling her out, "Maybe I have to work overtime again tonight, you go back first, We will eat together tomorrow. "

After a few steps, he turned around and took a medical mask back to put on her. "It might happen, the **** smell is very heavy."

After that, there was a very light kiss under the corner of her lips across the mask.

Cong Rong was afraid of delaying him, followed him downstairs, and left quickly.

When she walked to the door of the hospital, several ambulances roared, and a group of medical staff quickly greeted her. She hurried to the side.

When the ambulance door was opened, Cong couldn't bear to glance at it. The scene was not very nice. She glanced at it and then took back her eyes.

He only came back from Lin province, he didn't take a good rest, and spoke to her for a long time, now he is going to have surgery again, will he be tired?

When Cong Rong went back to search for Wen Shaoqing's figure, there was a mess in the emergency room. There were medical staff and wounded everywhere. His white coat was full of blood, but his face was calm and calm, while he was sitting on the emergency examination While saying something to help the person next to him, Cong Rong suddenly realized that he was also the one who had been walking in the **** day.

In front of her, he always had a slow and casual look. The elegant image of the elegant person could hardly be imagined, and the **** scene with a knife in his hand fell.

When Wen Shaoqing came out of the operating room, the head nurse came over with a smile, "Listening to the little nurse saying that a girl has been waiting for you. I went to see it and it was not bad."

Wen Shaoqing was too tired to speak, but asked silently.

The head nurse's gossip couldn't hide his heart. "The little nurse said he was still talking to you in the office when he was off work. Is it his girlfriend?"

Wen Shaoqing's eyebrows moved slightly, did she leave?

The head nurse looked at his eyes and laughed again, "Go on the bench at the end of the corridor in the ward. Go and see."

Cong Rong didn't know how long he had waited, the phone was out of power and had already been turned off. She hurried when she came out and forgot to wear her watch. She didn't know why she would go back and come back, probably just answered that sentence .

When love is strong, it is nostalgia. Even if he knew he was useless here, he still wanted to be with him.

Cong Rong yawned. He took off his mask and put it on again. After a few repetitions, he still felt that the smell of disinfectant in the air was a bit heavy. He put it on again and just wanted to stand up and look for it. The clock saw Wen Shaoqing standing a few steps away.

He stood there and said nothing, just looked at her quietly. In the pale and cold light of the hospital corridor, his face was firm and quiet, and his deep eyes seemed to **** her in. Cong Rong panicked, and just wanted to say something, he was pulled forward and embraced tightly in his arms.

Cong Rong was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

It took a long time before he let go of her, watching her spit out a word weakly.

He was wearing a mask, and only his eyes were exposed all over his face.