The Decade of Deep Love

Chapter 21

Ai Ziyu opened the lid of the thermos, and the light aroma floated out, accompanied by some shallow herbal aroma.

“The pharmacy shop opened by a friend should taste good,” the doctor said, picking up the dishes: “Try it, wait until it’s cold.”

He Zhishu laughed and joked: "How high is the doctor's salary now? Is the bonus linked to the patient's mood?"

Ai Ziyu did not take a seat, sorted out a medical report at hand, and took a stool and sat next to He Zhishu: "I have not eaten it, eat it together."

He Zhishu opened Zhangkou but couldn't ask anything, and he was a little more confused. He didn't think too much, but he was more and more restless.

Ai Ziyu was somewhat distressed. When she handed the chopsticks to He Zhishu, she said two more sentences: "I don't have any family, I have some selfishness and want someone to accompany me for dinner. I didn't expect you to be embarrassed." ""

He knows his head and shook his head: "No. Doctor Ai is very good, so I am somewhat flattered." He laughed at the doctor, and the black scorpion was swayed by incandescent lights.

Ai Ziyu also slightly raised his lips and lips, and suddenly wanted to touch the long eyelid eyelashes of He Zhishu. Ai Ziyu is actually a very arrogant person, because his capital, in fact, if he is fancy, he will not consider too much. But today is just to stay in the heart of the book, and he has a hard time getting to work, thinking about the afternoon.

Maybe there is something really like it. Ai Ziyu is coveted, and the spoon stirs the half bowl of soup.

“Uncomfortable?” Ai Ziyu asked in a voice. He saw that He Zhishu had only moved a few chopsticks and he was not holding anything. Those chopsticks are estimated to be more polite.

He Zhishu shook his head: "No, it is the same at home, there is always no appetite."

"I am looking for someone to try to match the bone marrow to you as soon as possible." Ai Ziyu thinks that the illness of He Zhishu is cold, not to mention that he is the attending doctor of He Zhishu. The situation is naturally understood. a little more. The timing of He Zhishu's chemotherapy is already wrong. The current treatment is not an improvement at all, but it is dragging, and it can be a day.

Thank you, He Zhishu, but there is not much expectation of joy in his expression.

"Your illness... Did he know?" Ai Ziyu converges on emotions and intentionally or unintentionally asks questions about temptation.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Ai Ziyu thinks that He Zhishu's face is pale, and the eyebrows are crushed with heavy exhaustion. Then he speaks, and there is no wave of innocence: "I don't want to tell him."

Ai Ziyu did not ask much, he still had a few faces. He knows that He Zhishu must have unspeakable hardships, and the relationship between the two is not inseparable.

Ai Ziyu has no guilty feelings to get involved at all. He rarely wants anyone, and he likes to be sorry if he doesn't try to chase him. Moreover, as long as the **** is good, there is no corner to dig. The lover has reached this point, and even the physical examination has not been done once, not the eyes or the roots.

"If you don't want to eat, just eat less. I will pick you up tomorrow to get the medicine." Ai Ziyu didn't want to let He Zhishu feel embarrassed. He washed his hand and took the clothes of He Zhishu: "I am off work, send you by the way." Come back home."

He knows how much trouble Ai Ziyu sent him to go home last time, and his heart is not so calm. However, he discovered that he and Ai Ziyu couldn't understand at all. In the end, there was no way to sneer at the time of the co-pilot. "The girls want to marry a doctor. I didn't see the doctor." Is it like you are overbearing?"

"I know that this way the boys like it."

He Zhishu suddenly stunned and looked at Ai Ziyu conditioned, but found that the person did not care what he was talking about. The eyebrows were also a few cynicals that were difficult to see.

"You said you tease me what to do?" He Zhishu smiled.

Ai Ziyu also laughed and said nothing.

It wasn't until He Zhishu got off the bus that Ai Ziyu spoke again, and lowered the window and called out: "Know the book."

He knows a footstep and turns back: "Doctor?"

Ai Ziyu got off the car and took a scarf from her neck. She forced a tightly wrapped neck on the neck of He Zhishu: "Go home, I will pick you up at two in the afternoon."

It wasn't until the sports car went very far that the knowledge book was slowed down. The scarf on the neck has another person's temperature. He knows that the doctor wants to do something. He doesn't think he has to recruit another capital of same sex. Moreover, the doctor is a very good person.