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After the mother and son finished an unpleasant conversation, Mingyan ran to the temple on the mountain. Zhou Yuan felt that Mingyan was so eager to pray for the Buddha, as if he had done something wrong to atone for his sins. He shook his head and went back to the temple with Xu Xing. house to live in.

Xu Xing was sitting cross-legged on the sofa looking at the notebook, and when he saw him coming in, he said angrily: "Yo, you still know how to come back, did Chun Xin take it with you?"

Zhou Yu'an ignored him, threw himself on the sofa, and glanced at Xu Xing's computer desktop. It turned out to be the registration form for a fighting training class. He jumped up from the sofa in surprise, and asked excitedly: "You finally decided to give up on the light and go in the dark. Are you underworld?"

Xu Xing slammed the notebook shut, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and said confidently: "If you are a man, you have to know how to fight, thinking that everyone is like you and a weak chicken."

Zhou Yuan refused to accept it, and stared and said: "I am a weak chicken protected by someone!" He put a knife on Xu Xing's neck, squinted his eyes and threatened: "Be honest, how did you know that I didn't go to the concert last night?"

Xu Xing didn't want to answer, so he grabbed Zhou Yu'an's arm and pressed him on the sofa, with his knee against his back, Zhou Yu'an immediately screamed: "Doctor Zhong, help, someone is going to murder your boyfriend!"

Xu Xing laughed angrily, let go of him and said, "You're just talking behind your back, do you dare to tell the person surnamed Zhong face to face?"

Zhou Yu'an kicked Xu Xing, and said angrily: "Why do you always disrespect Dr. Zhong, obviously other people have names and surnames!"

Hey, the horoscope is still on!Xu Xing put his legs on the coffee table, and hummed: "I think he owes a lot, can't you?" Then he asked: "How much do you know about him now? Where is he from, what are his parents doing, his previous love history, you don't know Don't you know anything?"

Zhou Yu'an was startled, tilted his head to think for a while, and said, "When you say it, I realize that I don't seem to know him at all, but I know that he has a childhood sweetheart and an ex-girlfriend."

Xu Xing thought to himself why Mingyan is always worried about Zhou Yu'an, this little idiot is indeed a purebred [-], he knocked on Zhou Yu'an's head, and said: "Brother Xing will help you to check, definitely check the three generations of ancestors and their backgrounds one by one. Figured it out."

Zhou Yu'an felt that it was not very good, but he was too embarrassed to ask Zhong Fuchu, so he struggled for a while and did not refute.

This was checked by Xu Xing, not by himself, he said to himself.

"You said he has an ex-girlfriend and a childhood sweetheart. Is it a big threat?" Xu Xing crossed his arms and squinted at Zhou Yu'an, just like an old father looking at a son who is worthless, and he has to guide him in a relationship.

Zhou Yu'an leaned on the sofa and said: "His ex-girlfriend is very beautiful, but I have already successfully knocked him out of the game. I think that childhood sweetheart is even more difficult to deal with. She is an orthopedic surgeon from their hospital, named Ye Lang. She is quite good-looking. .”

"Fuck!" Xu Xing exploded from the sofa in an instant.

Zhou Yu'an looked at Xu Xing suspiciously, and said, "You have hemorrhoids."

"Fuck fuck fuck!" Xu Xing walked back and forth in the living room, scratching his hair irritably, almost making Zhou Yu'an faint, and finally grabbed Zhou Yu'an's collar suddenly, shook it vigorously, his eyes shone.

"Son, I agree to the marriage between you and Zhong Fuchu!"

Dr. Zhong finally had a name in this dog mouth, but Zhou Yuan still kicked him: "Help me to rent a house in his community, if you want the nearest one, I will recognize you as father!"

"No problem, Dad will arrange this for you!"

"Doctor Zhong, the old director is here, waiting for you at Grandpa Lu." Li Huiting said to Zhong Fuchu who was writing a report.

Zhong Fuchu was stunned for a moment, then said hello, got up and walked out.

Li Huiting discussed with the nurse in a low voice: "Do you feel that Dr. Zhong seems to be in a good mood today?"

The nurse smiled: "I also feel that there was a trainee who mixed up the medical records in the morning, and Dr. Zhong will definitely punish him severely if he wants to release it before, but he only taught a few words today."

Li Huiting didn't know about this. She had been an intern with Zhong Fuchu for more than a year. She knew that Zhong Fuchu was a person who couldn't show his emotions, or she had never seen him happy, but today Zhong Fuchu had a special feeling. The feeling of relaxation is like having a handful of sunshine on your body.

Zhong Fuchu walked into Ward No. 15 of the special protection ward. Xie Jinqian was standing in front of the bed with a cane, talking to the people on the bed. Seeing him coming in, he beckoned and said, "Fuchu, come here."

This white-haired but hale and hearty old man is the former director of Hannan Hospital. He was vigorous and resolute when he was in office. He once took care of Zhong Fuchu, and he has been friends with Lu Lingjiu for many years.

"Principal." Zhong Fuchu walked to the hospital bed, looked at the old man on the bed, and called "Master" again.

Lu Lingjiu was in good condition today. At this time, his hazy eyes were bent, and his hand covered with yellowish brown spots tremblingly stretched out towards Zhong Fuchu.

Xie Jinqian stretched out his hand to cover his, and sighed, "Look at you, after fighting for a lifetime, in the end only one apprentice loves you, and your sons and grandsons are as good as dead."

Zhong Fuchu heard the words and said: "I heard that Lu Yan will come back in a few days."

Xie Jinqian snorted coldly: "That kid has been living abroad for a long time, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't come back!"

Lu Yan is the only grandson of Lu Lingjiu. Lu Lingjiu once asked him to learn the piano, but Lu Yan dismissed it. There was a lot of conflict between the grandfather and grandson, and the grandson even burned the piano handed down by his grandfather. Lu Lingjiu was hospitalized angrily, and now Lu Lingjiu is seriously ill, and Lu Yan hasn't come back to see him yet.

Zhong Fuchu and Lu Yan are in the same high school. Lu Yan has never been used to Zhong Fuchu who came from a poor background, let alone his grandfather treating Zhong Fuchu like his own grandson, and Zhong Fuchu has never treated Lu Yan as his own. Put it in your eyes.

"Fuchu, you are almost thirty now, and you haven't decided yet? Is there a girl you like?" Xie Jinqian had a smile in his eyes. He always liked this student, let alone his friend's apprentice.

Zhong Fuchu always denied this kind of question outright, but now he paused for two or three seconds.

Xie Jinqian had clear eyes, and smiled at Lu Lingjiu: "You're still worrying about it, won't something happen right away? How can a child like Fuchu worry about not being able to find a partner?"

Zhong Fuchu was a little helpless when he heard the words, and said, "It's not what you think."

Xie Jinqian said with a stern face: "Whatever I think is what I am."

Zhong Fuchu sighed, the old dean remained unchanged.

"Fu Ning hasn't made things difficult for you these years, has he?" Xie Jinqian asked again. Since Fu Ning became the dean, he has quickly changed the middle and senior management in the hospital, especially for Xie Jinqian's former students and confidantes.

"No, I don't have much contact with Dean Fu." Zhong Fuchu didn't want Xie Jinqian to worry about such trivial matters.

"Hmph, I don't believe it." Xie Jinqian looked stubborn.

Ever since Song Dixin found out that Zhong Fuchu had Zhou Yu'an in his house last night, he was so worried that he didn't sleep well all night.

There are only two situations, either Zhong Fuchu took Zhou Yuan and his ex-girlfriend to play threesome at home, or Zhou Yuan was the "beautiful story" that Zhong Fuchu identified.

The first guess made him shudder, and the second guess made him even more headache.

People like Zhong Fuchu seem indifferent, but they are stubborn in nature. Once they identify a person, they will not let go easily.But he knew something about the situation in Zhou Yu'an's family, the only son of a rich family, his father was strict and his mother was strong, how could he allow his son to be with a man?

If it is broken, the "beautiful story" will have to become "the eight o'clock soap story".

He hurriedly called Zhong Fuchu and made an appointment for an evening consultation. Zhong Fuchu seemed a little impatient with his frequent calls, but he still agreed.

Zhong Fuchu worked overtime at night until after eight o'clock, and just after he came out of the office, he received a call from Zhou Yu'an.

"Doctor Zhong, do you have time tonight?" The voice was very excited.

Zhong Fuchu paused, and said, "I have something to do tonight."

Zhou Yu'an sighed quietly: "I originally had a surprise for you."

Zhong Fuchu was startled, and asked, "What surprise?"

"It's not a surprise, you'll know tonight." Then he hung up the phone hastily.

Zhong Fuchu looked at the phone in a daze, and didn't put it away until the screen went black. He drove back, but at the elevator entrance, he bumped into Song Dixin who was rushing over, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.

"What a coincidence, Doctor Zhong." Song Dixin smiled.

Zhong Fuchu glanced at the red wine in his hand, and Song Dixin said first: "I just came from a friend's house. He sold a wine and gave me a bottle. I didn't drive, so I took it with me." God knows why he would Explain so much in one breath, without panting.

"..."

The two took the elevator together, went out and walked to the door of Zhong Fuchu's house, and saw a person squatting at the door, the person suddenly looked up when he heard the sound.

The smile on the corner of Song Tixin's mouth froze, he just felt that tonight was really not so good, he stood a little far away from Zhong Fuchu, and said with a dry smile: "Yu'an, what a coincidence."

Zhou Yu'an stood up from the ground awkwardly, looked back and forth between Zhong Fuchu and Song Dixin with rounded eyes, as if he saw something inextricably linked, then stared at the bottle of red wine, and suddenly jumped between the two , like a switch knife, cut the two people one left and one right.

He first raised his head and stared at Zhong Fuchu, and asked aggressively, "Aren't you busy tonight?"

Before Zhong Fuchu could speak, Zhou Yu'an turned around and stared at Song Dixin, and asked abruptly, "Is this the 'benefactor' you mentioned?" Song Dixin also told him that he was not familiar with Zhong Fuchu, and obviously brought red wine to the house up!

Song Dixin suddenly remembered that he joked with Zhou Yu'an that Zhong Fuchu was his "benefactor". This kid really has a problem with his brain circuit, so he hurriedly said, "I'm not without you, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhou Yu'an glanced at the red wine, the small flames in his eyes became more intense, and he fired a machine gun at Song Dixin: "Don't forget, I am your benefactor!"

This is all messed up, if I knew Zhou Yuan would not be allowed to invest in his studio, Song Dixin looked at Zhong Fuchu with a headache, but Zhong Fuchu looked at him with an indescribable gaze.

Ahhh, no!This benefactor is not that benefactor!This benefactor is not that benefactor!

He finally understood that the two of them definitely had an affair, there was no such thing as a threesome, and he was the innocent "cannon fodder"!

Zhou Yu'an was like a flaming fireball, with thorns all over his body. He turned around and said to Zhong Fuchu when he saw someone stabbing someone, "You lied to me! I squatted here and waited for you for several hours. I'm numb." Two legs!"

Zhong Fuchu looked down at him, not at all ignited by his soaring anger, only frowned slightly, and said: "Stop making trouble, he is just my psychiatrist."

Zhou Yu'an's flame went out with a snort, and he froze on the spot for a long time without recovering.

Psychologist?Why did Zhong Fuchu need to see a psychiatrist?

He was thinking about this question, but he didn't think about why Zhong Fuchu knew what he really cared about right away.

Song Dixin took a step back consciously, and solemnly stuffed the heavy red wine into Zhou Yu'an's hands, and said sincerely: "Give it to you to enjoy, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, he ran into the room without looking back. elevator.

Zhong Fuchu had already gone to open the door, and Zhou Yu'an was still holding the red wine in place, he suddenly remembered that Song Dixin had told him that Zhong Fuchu had insomnia, that's why he called a psychiatrist?

Until Zhong Fuchu leaned on the door frame and asked him, "Aren't you coming in?"

Zhou Yu'an came back to his senses, rushed into Zhong Fuchu's house with red wine in his arms.

It felt wrong to rush in, braked suddenly and stopped, turned around suddenly and wanted to rush back again, and sparks hit the earth and hit Zhong Fuchu directly.

Zhong Fuchu remained motionless, gently pushed his forehead away with the palm of his hand, frowned and said, "Do you still have a fever?"

Zhou Yu'an was stunned, tilted his head and said, "No, I'll quit in the morning." It was you who tested it!

Zhong Fuchu's expression remained unchanged, he just said: "Really?"

Zhou Yu'an stared, and then realized that Zhong Fuchu was teasing him again, he didn't care about it anymore, and said, "I haven't shown you a surprise yet!" After speaking, he pulled Zhong Fuchu's sleeve and walked outside.

Zhong Fuchu didn't break away, and followed him to the next door, seeing Zhou Yu'an typing in the password, Zhong Fuchu's eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Zhou Yu'an opened the door on his own, and pulled Zhong Fuchu in. The layout of the room inside was the same as Zhong Fuchu's house, but it was a little messy. There were several big cardboard boxes in the living room. It will be cleaned up!"

Zhong Fuchu glanced at the house, with no emotion on his face, and asked, "For rent?"

There was neither joy nor anger in his voice, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Zhou Yu'an's feverish mind suddenly cooled down, and he was suddenly a little apprehensive.Today Xu Xing became inexplicably unreliable. He rented the house for him vigorously and packed all his things in the evening. He was not in such a hurry to marry his daughter by splashing water.

At that time, he thought how could he be rational if he could be neighbors with Zhong Fuchu, so he caught Xu Xing and called him father several times.

But when I suddenly think about it now, what he said to Zhong Fuchu was surprise, but to Zhong Fuchu, it might have been a shock. A difficult patient, after leaving the hospital, quietly rented the room next to the doctor. Is it a bit like a stalker?

The frenzied heart of the stalker finally cooled down. He pinched the hem of his clothes, dejectedly, and stammered, "Yes...it's like this, I heard...the recurrence rate of my disease is quite high. There is an old saying in China, the near water towers first... ...Ah, no, far water can't save a near fire, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and Dr. Zhong is a neighbor, if I have any emergency...Ah, no, I'm not trying to take advantage of this, I mean..."

He was anxiously trying to find a reason for his "crazy move", and was racking his brains, when Zhong Fuchu interrupted:

"Zhou Yu'an."

He raised his head blankly, saw Zhong Fuchu was looking at him with a vague smile in his eyes, and said:

"Welcome."