This Damned Sweetness

From Zhu Li, Xu Qiao interrogated a lot of news that was hidden by Cheng Lang's hand.

It turned out that as soon as the Xu family went bankrupt, the Zhao family’s Fancui jewelry took advantage of the fire and robbed Jin Lu. Not only did it replace Jin Lu to get several overseas cooperation projects, it also digs out Jin Lu’s entire core design team. .

Xu Qiao is not a silly white sweet who is ignorant of world affairs. He understands the truth of "the survival of the fittest when things compete with each other". This is not to say that they cannot be accepted and understood.

As a competitor in the industry that has fought against Jin Lu for many years, after Jin Lu fell, Fan Cui took advantage of the situation to grab projects and dig the team. Although he is not so "gentleman", in the cruel market, such "little men" "The behavior is understandable.

After all, Fan Cui was slapped in the face by Cheng Lang, and he was already in a precarious situation. If he didn't take the opportunity to save himself, he might become the next Jin Lu. Who can speak morality at this time.

Therefore, leaving aside personal grievances, Jinlu's skills are inferior to humans, and it is commonplace to lose to Fancui.

But Xu Qiao cared about some rumors in Zhu Li's mouth.

According to external rumors, when Jin Lu was struggling at the last moment, he tried to get a sum of investment from Townsend. It was the Zhao family who made trouble. When the basic staff of Jin Lu was owed wages and caused troubles in the company, he let Tang Sen went to find out the bottom, which led to the collapse of the cooperation talks.

Therefore, if the rumors are established, it means that the Zhao family may have intervened in Jinluan early.

Moreover, according to Zhu Li's friends in the business circle, the contact between the Zhao family and the Jinlu core design team was not after the Xu family's bankruptcy, but as early as half a year ago, the first time Jinlu had a crisis.

That is to say, Jin Lu's ending today is the result of the Zhao family pushing a hand behind the back.

Xu Qiao exploded and walked around in the living room: "Thinking that if Jin Lu is gone, you can be king, right? Your father is gone, and your aunt is still here! Wait, grandma called you today How happy you laugh, how miserable you will cry tomorrow!"

Zhu Li trembles his apple muscles, feeling that Cheng Lang's decision to cross the sea before hiding is wise.

When Xu Qiao had nothing, letting her know this was of no use other than making her emotionally broken. But today, when she is first exposed and has confidence, these so-called bad things can actually push her forward.

Zhu Li is two years older than Xu Qiao, and she prides herself on being sophisticated among her peers, but Cheng Lang's tactics really make her feel ashamed.

She didn't mind adding firewood to Xu Qiao's inflated professionalism, and continued: "In this way, you shouldn't know how many people outside are desperately looking for you these days."

"Look for me?" Xu Qiao stopped, "Zhao Baoxing and the group want to see me joke?"

Zhu Li nodded and said that it is probably true: "If I have a few spare money in the family, I can eat and hold on and like to watch the theater. I understand what is meant by'the essence of black fans are true fans.' These people are really persevering in getting around. Dig the doorway and you fall down." Shrugged again, "But who can unblock the doorway that your man blocked, they are just a waste of money if they drop the money."

Xu Qiao had been in shock just now, and had not had time to correct Zhu Li’s words. At this moment, she has accepted the information in her mouth well, and said: "What about my man, my man, don’t speak so wildly. I'm still a white and flawless lady!"

Zhu Li was taken aback: "Which desire?"

"Of course it is jade that guards the body like a jade."

"Not lustful desire?"

Xu Qiao's heart beat suddenly when she said, her face was fierce: "What do you think of you!"

"It's not what I think, it's what Cheng Lang thinks," Zhu Li said incredulously. "I haven't hit a home run with you for so long. Isn't he enthusiastic about charity and public welfare to save the bankrupt daughter?"

"Why do you have to decide this kind of thing on the man?" Xu Qiao raised her chin, "it can't be other possibilities, for example, it's more difficult for me to handle it?"

"So you haven't gotten a partner yet?" Zhu Li was taken aback, thoughtfully, "Aren't you fond of your first love who read the text?"

"That's not the case. Why did you mention him suddenly?" Xu Qiao looked unclear.

Zhu Li clenched a fist and coughed, her eyes avoiding: "It's not for this reason."

Xu Qiao tilted her head and looked at her, with an expression of "Do you think I can be perfunctory?"

Zhu Li struggled: "I think, I told you about this, I am a little sorry to Cheng Lang, anyway, I can see you today, it is a blessing to others."

"Are you committing a rebellion?" Xu Qiao crouched, "Then you don't think something is hiding from me, and you are very sorry for me?"

After ten minutes of debate, Zhu Li surrendered: "Okay, I said. That's it, you asked me about your whereabouts before your first love."

"When?" Xu Qiao was surprised.

"Just shortly after the news of your bankruptcy came out, everyone was looking for you at the time, and I was in a state of exhaustion. One day a man contacted my hotel and asked if I knew where you were and said he wanted to help you. It’s your former friend. At first I didn’t know who the other party was, but after I checked the old man, I found out that I mentioned to you that my first love in elementary school matched the number, and his name is Song Mian, right?"

Xu Qiao nodded slowly: "He said he wanted to help me?"

Then Song Mian really met her later, and why did he pretend to be strangers to her?

——

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after Xu Qiao and Zhu Li had lunch, they took her car to an old community called "Jinguang City" in the east of the city.

She took off her sunglasses and looked at the narrow facade of the community hospital through the half-open window: "Are you sure he works here?"

Zhu Li nodded: "It's true, I don't know if he is on duty today."

"He is a good young man. He doesn't go to the big hospital to perform his fist and become a general practitioner in the community? I remember he used to have very good grades." Xu Qiao was puzzled.

"It's very good. It seems that the junior and high school skipped grades. It is said to be a very good talent. He was indeed in a big hospital before, and then came here for some reason."

Seeing that Zhu Li hadn't found Song Mian's part-time personal doctor of Cheng Lang, Xu Qiao didn't mention this.

The doctor-patient relationship of wealthy people is relatively private. Cheng Lang keeps her secrets so tightly guarded, she is not good at revealing information about him to her girlfriends without his permission.

So she focused the question on Song Mian himself: "Did he encounter any difficulties?"

"80%, right?" Zhu Li nodded, "Why don't you think so?"

Xu Qiao squeezed her hair: "He is in such a bad situation, and he still wants to help me. It shouldn't be a dislike for me."

"There is still a man in this world who hates you?"

"Mainly," Xu Qiao omitted Cheng Lang's part and briefly stated, "I met him a while ago, but he pretended not to know me. I thought he didn't like people in the previous circle, so I didn't look for it. He speaks."

"When he met you, did you eat and drink again?"

Xu Qiao blinked: "That's it."

After all, she appeared as a suspected lover of Cheng Lang.

"Then they don't hate you, but they think you are already taken care of and don't need him, so they retreat silently." After Zhu Li finished speaking, he slapped himself lightly, "President Lang, sorry, I This person has a lively mind and analyzes the truth. If your little girl ran away with your first love, don't blame me, who told you to be so inked."

"Hey, it's not my first love. I used to brag with you, but I'm actually a good friend, but this friendship is really precious."

"It's quite precious. How about the little princess, who both we and the big president are so unhappy, can be so unconfident in the presence of a community doctor?" Zhu Lishit shook his head and paused when his eyes fell out of the car window. , Pushed her, "Here's here, isn't it that?"

Xu Qiao turned her head away, and suddenly stared at a doctor in a white coat who opened the door.

She was about to hide her head underneath, when she suddenly heard: "Xiao Song is here!"

Song Mian moved his gaze away from her, stretched out the hand in his pocket, held the person, helped the trembling old man into the door, smiled and said something to the person.

When the nurse inside took the old man, he turned his head and looked at Xu Qiao again.

This is to recognize her.

Xu Qiao was no longer embarrassed, opened the car door, walked up the steps, stood in front of him, and waved to him as naturally as possible: "Doctor Song."

"Miss Xu," Song Mian nodded at her, glanced at the car behind her, "It's Mr. Cheng..."

"No," Xu Qiao waved his hand, "That's Zhu Li's car."

Song Mian's eyes changed slightly. He probably guessed what Zhu Li had said to her. He was stagnant, smiled helplessly, and sighed, "Xu Qiao, long time no see."

Xu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "On the third side, you are willing to recognize me. You are too interesting."

"Sorry," Song Mian glanced at her flimsy clothes and pointed to the inside. "It's cold outside, come in and talk."

"Don't interrupt your work?" She glanced inward.

"It's okay, the lunch break has not passed." He opened the door for her and made a "please" gesture.

——

Except for the old man who came in advance for the IV drip, there are no other patients in this community hospital.

Xu Qiao walked into the consulting room with him all the way, sat down on a simple chair, and asked casually, "So are you on the afternoon shift?"

"No, it's worth the day." Song Mian poured her a cup of warm water in a disposable paper cup, "Sorry, this is the only one here."

Xu Qiao waved her hand to indicate that she was OK, took a face-saving sip, and then asked: "You have a doctor on New Year's Day to work all day? This community hospital is so intensive."

Song Mian sat down opposite, "I did it. There is no need for other doctors to split up the entire vacation. Anyway, I don't need to spend the holidays."

"No need for holidays?"

"My family is not here and there is no girlfriend." He explained with a smile.

Xu Qiao nodded suddenly and went to drink water.

After seeing each other for a long time, the feeling of getting acquainted with each other has become like a lifetime. Once silent, the atmosphere becomes dry.

As a result, both of them tried to search for topics in their heads, and finally said one word in unison: "You..."

Song Mian stunned and smiled: "You speak first."

"It's okay," Xu Qiao smiled dryly, "I just want to ask how you have been after leaving North City."

"Very good," Song Mian seemed unwilling to mention more about the past, and said in a simple sentence, "In fact, after returning to Beicheng last year, I wanted to talk to you about the old, but then I heard that you had a very good life..."

"Wind and water rise?"

Song Mian was amused by her: "Yes, so I think you probably don't lack my old friend, and to be honest, I always felt that leaving without saying goodbye back then was a bit... I'm sorry, so I didn't see you twice. Recognizing me, I didn't say hello to you."

Xu Qiao blinked her eyes quickly: "Oh, that's a trivial matter, just... I was very angry at first, but I'm still reasonable. Knowing that you left because of a family change, I forgive you long ago. La. And now... I can really understand your mood at the time."

Song Mian's eyes darkened: "How are you now, are there any difficulties?"

"No, I'm fine." She shook her head, looked around, and said in a low voice, "It's you, why didn't you work in a big hospital?"

Song Mian lowered his head slightly, as if hesitating, but when Xu Qiao waved his hand to indicate that it didn't matter if he didn't want to say it, he nodded to himself: "You should be honest with old friends."

"Of course you can think so! Although you think I’m a little mud bodhisattva crossing the river, it’s hard to protect myself, but I’m lucky, maybe I’ll be alive again soon, so if you have any difficulties, you must follow I said, back then, you said, it’s right for a friend to help a friend!"

"You can't help me with this." Song Mian raised his right hand and shook his fingers twice. "My right hand injured a nerve in an accident and can no longer go to the operating table, so I quit the line. Hospital work."

Xu Qiao stayed on the spot and said for a while: "Is it so serious..."

"It is not too serious and does not affect normal life."

Yes, as long as the right hand of ordinary people can ensure daily life, the right hand of the pianist needs to play the piano, the right hand of the painter needs to hold the pen, and the right hand of the doctor needs to hold a scalpel-their right hand is equivalent to professional life.

Xu Qiao's face paled slightly: "It's temporary, right? Are you treating?"

Song Mian's brief silence made her feel a little bit blocked, and she asked again: "Will it be better?"

"Not necessarily." Song Mian laughed, as if to comfort her in turn, "In medicine, there are many miracles that doctors can't explain. Maybe there will be a better day."

Xu Qiao lowered her eyes.

"What's the matter?" Song Mianyu calmed down, "I told you this, not to make you sad for me. If you are like this, I will not dare to tell you anything in the future."

She looked up: "That won't work."

"Then you laugh?" Song Mian looked at her with a smile.

Xu Qiao frowned, "Hey, isn't this embarrassing? It makes me laugh."

"There is nothing wrong with it. Really, I left the first-line hospital not because I can't work there anymore. Even if I can't get on the operating table, I can still stay in the clinic. Coming here is my own choice."

"Why choose this way?"

"Because the existing general practitioners in China are too scarce, many people think that doctors with low professional level will choose to be general practitioners. But this should not be the case. General practitioners are an advanced type that urgently needs to be popularized. Occupation, you might think that I’m overkill at the grassroots at a young age, but in fact, I promote health knowledge to the residents, establish family medical records for the people, and kill the disease in the cradle when people first get sick. Doctors are equivalent to the "gatekeeper" of everyone's health, and they are also an important part of improving graded medical care.

"I usually don’t spend much time here for consultations, and Mr. Cheng doesn’t take up too much energy on my side. I often go out for free clinics or go to the grassroots to give lectures. This is what I thought when my right hand was intact. I have been studying and preparing for so many years, but due to some social prejudice, I have not made up my mind, and now I have been pushed. I think this accident is because God wants me to do what I want and be myself. What you want to do."

Xu Qiao's eyes were a little sore, not distressed, but moved.

Moved that no matter how things change in the world, some people will never change.

Such words seemed to be what the boy in her memory would say.

"You're so amazing," Xu Qiao narrowed her mouth. "My mind is full of tacky things. I have never had such a brilliant dream."

"Whose dreams are brilliant." Song Mian smiled. "You also do what you want to do, don't care about anyone's eyes."

It's like when I was young, I felt that life was not that bad every time because of Song Mian's comforting words. Xu Qiao discovered that some people are just positive energy transmitters, which will make people close to them feel that they can also be great.

Xu Qiao separated from Song Mian and Zhu Li, remembering Song Mian's words, and also remembering the good things done by the Zhao family in Zhu Li's mouth. His body seemed to be filled with infinite energy. After returning to the apartment, he carefully wrote down his career plan.

It took an hour to write halfway through, and she received a transnational message from Cheng Lang: "What are you doing?"

She took a draft photo with densely written words: "I'm doing a career."

When Cheng Lang received the news, he confirmed that it was from the apartment study background, and he called Gao Rui back: "Are you sure she just went to Jinguang City to meet Song Mian?"