"Then... wait a little longer," Cheng Boyan thought of his wallet and money, and his ID card and bank card that he didn't know where he was thrown away, so he was not in the mood to talk to him again, "I still have patients."

There were always many patients in the afternoon. Cheng Boyan went from being very hungry to not being hungry. Finally, when he was about to get off work, he felt that he was about to become an immortal.

When the last patient left, Cheng Boyan found that forty minutes had passed after get off work. He changed his clothes, opened the drawer and looked at it, found a chocolate pie, and the two of them ate it and walked out of the clinic.

"Doctor Cheng is getting off work." A young nurse ran past him.

"Yeah." He smiled.

"It's quite early today. I see Dr. Liu is still busy." The young nurse ran into the elevator.

Cheng Boyan stretched, moved his arms again, took out his cell phone and called his mother. What kind of meeting was my father going on a business trip tomorrow? He agreed to go back for a meal today.

"Can you go back?" My mother answered the phone.

"Just come out, do you want me to take back?" Cheng Boyan walked downstairs, and there were not many patients in the internal medicine department. He took two steps and stopped at the escalator.

Xiang Xi was sitting on the chair with his head down, holding his cell phone in a daze.

His face was still bad, and he felt quite depressed. He was quite tall, but his long legs made him look thin.

Is the gastroscopy bad?

"No need to bring someone, just come back quickly. By the way, I always forgot to tell you something," my mother said on the phone, "Your ID card is sent home, what's going on?"

"Hmm?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, "My ID card?"

"Yes, I sent it back a year ago. I've been busy forever and forgot to tell you," said my mother, "Is someone picking it up and throwing it into the mailbox?"

"... Probably," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "let it go, I'm using my new ID card."

After hanging up my mother's phone call, Cheng Boyan hesitated for a moment and walked to Xiang Xi.

Xiang Xi was very devoted. Cheng Boyan stood beside him for a long time and he didn't look up. Finally, Cheng Boyan cleared his throat: "Have you finished checking?"

"Hey?" Xiang Xi raised his head and was a little surprised when he saw him, "Doctor Cheng? I said who is so bored standing by and watching me dazed..."

Cheng Boyan was so hard that he didn't know how to answer.

"The examination is over, there is no tumor," Xiang Xi smiled at him and stood up, "Are you off work?"

"It's time to get off work," Cheng Boyan nodded, "That... did you send my ID card?"

"I received it? It took me so long to receive it?" Xiang Xi tweeted, "I heard that the postman who threw his ID card into the mailbox could be sent back by the address. It seems to be true."

"I received it before the New Year." Cheng Boyan almost blurted out a thank you. He remembered that his ID card was sent by Xiang Xi, but he stole it, so he quickly bit it.

Then he didn't know what to say. When he turned around and wanted to leave, he stopped again. He couldn't help it. He pointed to the band-aid at the corner of his eyes: "Did this thing grow from his face?"

Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment, touched the corners of his eyes and was amused: "Yes, I will pick it off when it is ripe and it will grow again. Last time it was a Hello cat, now it is a Dingdang cat."

Cheng Boyan saw that he was happy for a long time, and finally turned around and walked towards the escalator. He really didn't know what else to say.

"Doctor Cheng." Xiang Xi stopped laughing and called him behind him.

Cheng Boyan sighed, stopped and turned around.

Xiang Xi walked over, tore off the band-aid on his face, and pointed to the corner of his eyes: "It's blocking this."

Cheng Boyan didn't understand a little: "Tear mole?"

The skin of the tear mole is very white, which is obviously different from the skin next to it. It can be seen that it has been attached for a long time... What a magical reason.

"Yeah," Xiang Xi nodded, took out a small bag of band-aids from her pocket, all of which were cartoons, and picked out a bear and posted it again. "Unlucky."

Cheng Boyan felt inexplicably good. Is there anything good about a mole that is good, but he didn't say it out.

Because when he wanted to open his mouth, Xiang Xi arched his legs, pounded his legs, and thrust twice. This action made him change his sentence: "Legs hurt?"

"Ah, this stomachache has spread to the legs..." Before Xiang Xi could finish his words, Cheng Boyan suddenly bent down and pressed his legs. He was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?" Cheng Boyan asked, "Is it a muscle or a bone? How long has it been hurt?"

Xiang Xi was asked for a long time but couldn't answer it. After a while, she jumped on the spot: "It hurts. I may have been lying in bed for a long time these two days and I have not been active... Are you an occupational disease? Why are you so nervous?"

"No, are you sure it's muscle pain? If it's bone pain and the pain has not been relieved, you have to come to the hospital for a visit." Cheng Boyan stood up straight, said nothing else, and turned to the escalator.

Cheng Boyan felt that he was a little out of control. He left the hospital gate and was hit by the cold wind on his face. He slapped his head and slowly got out of his previous mood.

Leg pain does not mean that there is any problem, muscle pain, bumping, hitting... various reasons.

He had this reaction because of Xiang Xi's words. Those who didn't know thought he had something wrong.

However, if Cheng Boyu had the first time he told him that his leg hurt, even if he could be one percent nervous now, maybe...

Forget it, what else can be possible?

Cheng Boyan adjusted his mood before going to the parking lot to pick up the car.

When I drove home, my mother had already prepared the meal, and my father was still sitting in front of the computer to read the information.

"Will you go for a meeting tomorrow?" Cheng Boyan took off his coat and put it in the cabinet beside the door, squeezed some disinfectant from the bottle placed in the shoe cabinet and rubbed it, and walked to the computer.

There is also a computer in the study, but it is my mother's. Ping often has lectures and other things to prepare. In order not to influence each other, my father's computer was placed in the corner of the living room with grievance.

"Well, a forum for minimally invasive cardiac surgery," my dad stood up and looked at him, "You are very busy in this time, right? I think you don't look very good."

"It's okay," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I've had a lot of physical work these days."

"Please take a break," my dad moved his waist, "Your mom should feel distressed."

"Boyan," my mother brought out a can of soup from the kitchen, "Have Hu Xin contacted you during this period?"

"Hu Xin? No," Cheng Boyan went to wash his hands and came out to serve soup in his parents' bowls. "I just called during the Chinese New Year, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!