The doctor in the cardiology department is rescuing a patient with an emergency and will have to wait a moment before coming.

The doctor in the emergency department first looked at the examination results, and his family, namely Zhao Xu, said one by one:

"First of all, the patient's mouthful of blood just now was due to gastric ulcer. During this period, the irregular diet and rest period and alcohol stimulation, I looked at the electrocardiogram and the heart rate exceeded the normal value. This was not only related to not having a good rest, but also related to his own emotions."

"Didn't you just say that he failed in his business? Young people are still afraid of failure? If you stay in the mountains, you are not afraid of burning firewood. No matter what, if you are in good health, you will have everything."

"He vomited so much before, probably because of emotional stimulation. Don't be so stressful. You have to learn to mediate and think about it."

Zhao Xu wanted to speak but stopped, thinking that his boss was not stimulated by business, but by his ex-boyfriend.

It took half an hour for the cardiology department to get out, the door slid open, and Lin Zhiye, wearing a white coat, appeared in Zhao Xu's sight.

Zhao Xu's breathing stagnated.

Before Lin Zhiye could react, he rushed over and pushed the person out.

Lin Zhiye's hair was tied behind his head and a stethoscope was hung around his neck. He was stunned, "Assistant Zhao?"

In the corridor, Zhao Xu lowered his voice, "Mr. Lin? Haven't you gone abroad?" Fu Simian arranged for him to do this. If Fu Simian saw Lin Zhiye, it would be more than good, and Fu Simian would not have to peel off him.

"Is it Brother Fu inside?" Lin Zhiye's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, but he didn't want to go in again, "What do the doctor in the emergency department say?"

Zhao Xu looked irritated, "I just said that I should take a good rest and pay attention to regulating my emotions, so there should be no big problem."

"I guess," Lin Zhiye was still in the mood to joke at this moment, "Is it because of Zhou Shike?"

He liked to raise his voice at the end of his speech. Zhao Xu had thought Lin Zhiye was a very gentle person before, but at this moment, he could actually hear the scent of gloating from the other party's tone.

But he was helpless that Zhao Xu was just a worker, so he endured it and didn't respond.

Lin Zhiye put his hands in his pocket, with an expression of "I know if you don't say it." "Brother Fu is asking for trouble. He has become like this. Has Zhou Shike ever been soft-hearted? He was so angry that he vomited blood in his ward. Zhou Shike was praised by Song Guiyan and became very popular. Can't he understand?"

"If it weren't for you, how could A Ke break up with Mr. Fu?" Zhao Xu couldn't hold it in, "What else would you do except say sarcastic words?"

Zhao Xu slowly narrowed his eyes, "Assistant Zhao, is this your attitude of talking to me?"

"On the attitude?" Zhao Xu put his waist on his waist and almost slap Lin Zhiye twice. "You caused such a huge loss to the Lin family, do you think it was the past? You secretly came to Beicheng without hiding it. Look, Mr. Fu will deal with you when he knows, and see if your son will help you? Bah!"

Lin Zhiye: “…”

He is not good at quarreling with others, and he doesn't care what Zhao Xu thinks. Zhao Xu is Fu Simian's man, so he naturally can't afford to offend him.

"I'll go and let another doctor come over." Lin Zhiye said with a smile.

Zhao Xu chased after him, grabbed him, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't show up in front of Mr. Fu again, and don't go to trouble A Ke."

Lin Zhiye's mouth froze for a moment, and he endured the surging blood, "I'm not that stupid yet."

Another doctor was sent to the cardiology department soon.

The diagnosis and treatment plan given is similar to that in the emergency department, and you can go home after infusion.

This loss was lost until midnight.

Zhao Xu sat outside the emergency room and dozed off with his arms in his arms. The emergency department never broke the patient. He sent a broken hand and a pesticide drinker. Zhao Xu dreamed that he was lying on the bed and was pushed in and covered in blood.

After he finished sleeping, the door of the rescue room behind him was just open. Zhao Xu turned his head to see. Before he could wake up, his body had already reacted. He immediately stood up, greeted him, and asked carefully: "Mr. Fu, how do you feel now?"

Fu Simian saw Zhao Xu's face full of haggardness and paused, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Xu's eyes heated up, "It's fine if you're fine."

Zhao Xu handed the watch to Fu Simian, then said, "I'll drive, Mr. Fu, you go to the door and wait for me." He turned around and ran away.

The street outside has become quiet. Once the cold air passes, it will not feel too cold even at night.

Street lights pass through the leaves and fall on the ground. Where there is no light, it looks like something is dormant.

Zhao Xu sent the person home.

Fu Simian went upstairs, and after entering the door, his eyes fell on the thick stack of paper on the cabinet. It was a manuscript written by Zhou Shike before. He asked Fu Simian for it, but Fu Simian never gave it to him.

Fu Simian actually doesn't know much about lyrics and compositions, so he has never watched and listened to them seriously.

At that time, A Ke asked him, "Brother, have you heard my song?" He said, "I have heard it." In fact, A Ke always had an answer in his heart. He has always been just thinking that he was self-righteous and thinking that he could have deceived A Ke.

Each piece of paper is marked with a different color of pen, some use straight lines and some use wavy lines. It can be seen that the owner of the paper is very careful.

Fu Simian lowered his eyes, and his figure faintly revealed a sense of sadness against the backdrop of the huge living room.

He flipped back one page after another, but suddenly stopped when he turned to a certain page.

This one is not printed, nor is it marked as many as the previous manuscript. It is handwritten in a few lines.

——I like Fu Simian, and I like him more than I like myself. When my family asked me why I didn’t go back, I didn’t dare to tell him that. Brother, he doesn’t seem to like me very much. In that case, he would definitely not want to see my family.

He must not know that he looks the most touching when he does his homework seriously. By the way, he is very serious every time he does volunteer activities! If only I can be so serious if he likes me...

But I think he should also like me a little. His first love and first kiss were all me, and he had never watched the movie with others. No matter how hard I work, when he likes me very much, I will take him home. My sister will definitely appreciate him very much!

Then the following lists the things he wanted to do with Fu Simian. Every time he did something, he would put a red hook on the back.

Fu Simian suddenly cried.

He himself didn't react. The tears fell off guard and directly hit the paper from his eyes. The water stains spread and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Before this, Fu Simian never thought that he would cry like this, and he thought that the red eyes would be the most.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't breathe. Tears surged out, falling down his nose, along his chin, and kept falling down.

But Fu Simian didn't even make any sound. Seeing his back was still straight and arrogant, he didn't know that he was already in tears.

He lost A Ke.

The dependent and affectionate brother echoed in his mind, pulling his nerves and making him feel heartbroken.

Fu Simian swallowed even more.

He regretted it.

He really knew he was wrong.

But A Ke refused to come back.

Song Guiyan took Zhou Shike out for dinner, and Meng Xiaomeng, who was a few people from the working group for dinner, but Zhou Shike drank too much. He brought the wine from home. There was no such wine in China, and it had a great momentum. At the beginning, Zhou Shike could chat with everyone normally, but when he spoke later, he had a big tongue.

“…”

"I'll send him back first, I've bought the order." Song Guiyan picked up two hot coats and pulled Zhou Shike up.

Zhou Shike yawned, "Be gentle."

"Wearing a coat?" Song Guiyan asked him.

"No," Zhou Shike shook his head, frowned and looked very resistant, "There is heating in the car, you turn on the heating."

But there was still a distance to go to the parking lot. Song Guiyan didn't listen to him, so he put on his coat and tied up his belt, "You can get in the car and take it off."

Zhou Shike did not resist. He lowered his head and saw the umbrella in Song Guiyan's hand.

“It’s raining?”

"This is the third time you have asked this question," Song Guiyan was very patient with Zhou Shike. "I will answer you again. It rained halfway through our meal. The umbrella was sent by me."

Zhou Shike reacted a little slow, "Okay."

At the door, Song Guiyan made sure that Zhou Shike had already put on his hat and mask, opened his umbrella, and walked towards the parking lot with his shoulders.

Zhou Shike smelled the perfume on Song Guiyan's body and the woody perfume notes of pine wood.

It makes people feel dizzy when they smell it.

It's not entirely because of perfume, but also the effect of alcohol.

The rain splashed everywhere, hitting the ground, splashing a thin layer of white water mist.

Zhou Shike's trousers and shoes were almost wet the moment he stepped out, and Song Guiyan also saw it, so he walked very quickly, opened the car door in advance, and stuffed the person in one hand.

Immediately afterwards, Song Guiyan got into the car.

Zhou Shike was looking for a seat belt with his head down.

Song Guiyan: “…”

Song Guiyan laughed and leaned over to help him wear his seat belt. At this moment, Zhou Shike raised his head and gently rubbed his lips from Song Guiyan's chin.

Both of them were stunned.

Zhou Shike held his breath, while Song Guiyan's breathing became heavier.

The heavy rain outside fell in my eyes, as if dancing, the lights in the car were ambiguous and affectionate, and it felt like there was no longer a time for kissing than at this moment.

Song Guiyan pinched Zhou Shike's chin and lifted it up. Zhou Shike was very obedient. Song Guiyan suddenly felt that the two bottles of wine tonight were the right ones.

When I was about to touch it, the passenger's car window was slapped hard from outside.

Song Guiyan stopped and glanced out.

The young man held an umbrella with his eyes and eyes gloomy, holding a bunch of things in his hand. He held a little hard to hold the umbrella, but he stared at Song Guiyan and Zhou Shike for a moment.

Song Guiyan had no doubt that if he opened the car door at this moment, Fu Simian could strangle him to death.

So he just smiled at Fu Simian.
To be continued...