cohabitation contract

"Congratulations, Director Nie!" Nie Changsheng met several colleagues while eating at a restaurant near the hospital at noon. The style is elegant and the reputation is good, but the price is a bit more expensive, and the number of people who come to eat is correspondingly not so many.

Nie Changsheng looked at his colleague suspiciously. He didn't need to speak, just from his deserted appearance, he knew that he didn't know where the joy came from.

Everyone in Daoxi envied his indifference, and said with a smile, "Didn't you watch the news on your mobile phone? The press conference held by Yan's Changying Group said that you were invited to sit in their newly opened hot spring sanatorium. You are a person in charge. Tsk tsk! From now on we will change our name to call you Dean Nie..."

"This is impossible, don't talk nonsense." Nie Changsheng frowned. He doesn't use his mobile phone very often. In fact, he doesn't have much free time to read the news and watch entertainment gossip. Although the computer in the office is connected to the Internet , but the only purpose is probably to store data, just click on his computer desktop to know how boring the user is.

"Why is it impossible?" Another colleague was obviously more jealous than envious, and said with a fake smile, "Didn't Director Nie be taken to the newly opened hot spring sanatorium by Yan last time? It's not something shameful What is there to cover up?"

"That's a medical visit, not an investigation." Nie Changsheng interrupted their speculation solemnly.

The second colleague was still trying to argue, but was stopped by the first colleague, and the dinner table fell silent, only the soft music floating in the restaurant was playing gently.

However, Nie Changsheng's appetite was spoiled by them. Just as he put down his chopsticks, the phone in his pocket vibrated at the right moment.

The call was from the school, and Nie Changsheng didn't dare to neglect it. He paid the bill, went out, and answered the phone in one go. He only had time to nod and leave with two colleagues who had lunch together.

The school's phone number is very simple, and they will inform Nie Changsheng of the final result of He Hongwu's accident last week. He Hongwu was playing with his classmates during recess last week, and the English book he threw hit a little girl standing at the door. The frightened little girl staggered and fell down, but at this moment, the female English teacher pushed the door and came in to assign the missed homework. The frightened little girl pushed and sat on the ground motionless in cold sweat, her crotch still There was blood, and after being sent to the infirmary, the blood was gurgling under the crotch. The school doctor was also shocked. He called 120 and sent the female teacher to the hospital. Only then did he know that the female teacher was three months pregnant and almost had a miscarriage. As He Hongwu's guardian, Nie Changsheng made amends and lost money. After tossing for a week, in the end, because the impact of the incident was too bad, He Hongwu was not only complained by the parents in the class, but also accused by the excited relatives of the female teacher. The Ninth Middle School's punishment for He Hongwu was to suspend classes for two weeks. Now, after only one week, he was ordered to drop out by the school uniform.

Because he had already planned for the worst, after the result came out, Nie Changsheng could only accept it. Although the child did it unintentionally, he usually doesn’t like to attend classes. Since the beginning of school, he has been a headache for the class teacher. It's strict, but the child is just a person who can't sit still. A class lasts 45 minutes, and he will make other small movements within 10 minutes of sitting.

Back at the office, as soon as Nie Changsheng put on his white coat, the little assistant came in humming an out-of-tune melody. He had a lady’s love lunch supply, and the lunch he brought just needed to be taken to the hospital cafeteria to hire a cook You can eat when it is hot, and you don’t have to be in close contact with the cold wind in winter.

"Director Nie," the little assistant raised a document in his hand, "The vice president asked me to bring it to you. It's mysterious, and I don't know what it is..."

"Leave it alone," Nie Changsheng didn't care, and casually pointed to the desk. Originally, the deputy director's face was already big enough. Which ordinary doctor would not give priority to completing the tasks assigned by the superior?A person like Nie Changsheng who has no intention of flattering, if his academic surgery is not strong enough, like a gleaming gold medal, he would have been sent to a remote town to become an unknown little doctor .

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Nie Changsheng, who had been off work for half an hour, returned to the office. There was no operation today, but because of this, he was called by the hospital again to negotiate with Yan's Changying Group. The meeting was boring and lengthy, and finally ended. , but it's past work time.

Even so, Gan Tang, the representative of the Changying Group, still did not let him go, leaving him alone, and pushed a document in front of him. Nie Changsheng opened the file bag suspiciously, and inside was a copy of Laizhishiyi. Invitation letter for admission!

What happened to He Hongwu, because he was a minor, and the pregnant female teacher was not pushed by him himself, so the incident did not spread further. It should be understood that only some people in Ninth Middle School knew about it, and the school was ordered to drop out at noon. The decision had just been made, and Gan Tang actually came prepared in the afternoon. He didn't know that he had many eyes and ears, or that he was too nosy, trying to win him over with small favors, and confirmed the rumors of being the head of the hot spring sanatorium.

"No, thank you!" Nie Changsheng stuffed the invitation letter back into his portfolio, pushed it back to Gan Tang, and stood up, obviously wanting to end the conversation quickly.

"Doctor Nie doesn't have to refuse so early." Gan Tang shrugged, with a slight smile on his lips, "As a parent, of course you want your children to go to the best school to receive the most comprehensive education... Oh, of course, Doctor Nie There is no blood relationship with that child, but if that child grows up and knows how his biological parents died, probably..."

"That's enough," Nie Changsheng frowned, and interrupted his unclear continuation, "Mr. Gan Tang, if you have too much time, you'd better revise the plan you gave." He turned and left resolutely, leaving him a The figure of determination.

Although he was not tempted, Gan Tang's words opened up the dusty past in his heart. Nie Changsheng stared blankly in his seat for a while, and then cast his memory on the document on the desktop. It was the vice president. Chang entrusted his little assistant to hand it over, and Nie Changsheng opened the file bag casually, and it turned out to be another admission invitation letter...

It's just that the school on the invitation letter is the city's No. [-] Middle School. The teachers of No. [-] Middle School are slightly inferior to No. [-] Middle School, but it is relatively close to the hospital. Most of the children of medical staff choose No. [-] Middle School to study, which is convenient for transportation to and from get off work.

Nie Changsheng shook his head, and stuffed the invitation letter into his file bag. With the invitation letters appearing one after another, he would suspect that He Hongwu's expulsion from school was a victim of various forces.

Thinking of the child who was confined at home by him, Nie Changsheng sighed helplessly, changed his white coat, took the keys and left, and glanced at the stationary landline. Zhuang Lingxiao hadn't looked for him for a week, probably , His insomnia has completely improved, or maybe after the teasing and ridicule is over, Zhuang Lingxiao has no interest at all, and the days of non-interference with each other have resumed.

Nie Changsheng lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment and helplessness pouring out of them.

It was past seven o'clock when we returned to the apartment. The sky in City H in winter darkened very early. Nie Changsheng looked up at the building. There is a grounded child waiting under a blazing light to appear.

As soon as the key was inserted into the lock, the door opened. He Hongwu stood at the door in thick pajamas, rubbed his stomach and cried out: "Uncle Nie, I'm hungry..."

Nie Changsheng closed the door amusedly, and handed him the snack box in his hand: "I know, let's eat this pad first."

He Hongwu took a step forward to grab the snack box in his arms. He salivated a drop of saliva when he smelled the aroma, and narrowed his eyes into a slit with joy. He said cheerfully, "Roasted wings! It's my favorite." Roast chicken! Uncle Nie is the best!"

As soon as the child's excited voice fell, a tall figure suddenly blocked the backlight of the living room, and said coldly: "I'm hungry too, where is my share?"

The voice was thick and steady, and the flat voice was full of playfulness and mockery as always. Nie Changsheng, who was changing his shoes, straightened his waist, slowly raised his head, and saw Zhuang Lingxiao, who had disappeared for several days, standing in front of him again.

There were mixed feelings in his heart, but Nie Changsheng couldn't lie to his heart that was beating faster, he pursed his lips and remained silent, while He Hongwu on the side helped him deal with Zhuang Lingxiao.

Fearing that he would compete with him for food, He Hongwu hurriedly gnawed out the jagged teeth marks on the grilled wings one by one, and then pretended to be generous and said: "Here, don't say I'm stingy, I'll give you a bite, but we If you want to have a gentleman's appointment, if you eat my roasted wings, you must buy me another game of breaking through the level!"

Zhuang Lingxiao gave the child a disgusted look, and ordered a carnivore meal: "I want to eat twice-cooked pork, shredded fish-flavored pork, and I haven't eaten sweet and sour pork ribs for a long time..."

"I want to eat Kung Pao Chicken!" The child swallowed the "roasted wings" and joined in the fun vaguely, but Zhuang Lingxiao snapped his fingers the next moment, and the child screamed in pain, glaring at Zhuang Lingxiao, but They quickly weighed the disparity in strength between each other, and finally chose to flee wisely.

Nie Changsheng pursed his lips without saying a word. When he passed Zhuang Lingxiao's side, his left wrist fell into that warm palm. The tight wrist seemed to be entangled by countless threads of spring, and there was no intention of struggling at all.

"Nie Changsheng," Zhuang Lingxiao's voice rang next to his ears, "The matter of the hot spring sanatorium is not true, is it?"

He asked so cautiously that Nie Changsheng was in a daze for a while. Zhuang Lingxiao's face became even more gloomy. He pinched his wrist vigorously and asked again impatiently. Only then did he recover, and his dazed eyes fell on Zhuang Lingxiao. In the big palm that was clamped, there was a low "hmm".