Song Song

Chen Jiaze has been going to the hospital every three days recently, and there is no one in the neurosurgery department who doesn't know him. Often, before he even reaches the office, someone comes to inform him that his sister-in-law is here.

One day Zhao Rui came over for something, and happened to meet him once, he nodded and smiled at people, and passed one hand over, with a sly look, pretending to be a gentleman: "This is Mr. Chen, I have admired him for a long time, he is really famous It's better to meet."

This kind of thing happened a lot, and Zhao Rui gradually realized the truth of it: Chu Yi is a kid who is soft and not hard, and it is useless to play hard to get with him, you have to cling to him 24 hours a day, day and night, Gu Xuyang's strategy was wrong from the very beginning.

That day, Chen Jiaze came over early to wait for the man to get off work, but Chu Yi wasn't there. A doctor informed him of the situation: "Teacher Chu has gone to the ward."

"Then I'll wait for him for a while." Chen Jiaze sat patiently, took out his phone to play with, but was really bored later, looked at the desk and felt it was too messy, so he helped tidy it up.

In addition to being virtuous, it also has the meaning of declaring sovereignty.

A female doctor saw it and said with a smile: "It's useless to clean it up. They don't pay attention to it. It will still be a mess after a few days."

Chen Jiaze raised his head and smiled, his hands were not idle, "Before I met him, I thought that all doctors were obsessed with cleanliness, at least my things are neat and tidy."

The female doctor said: "What kind of cleanliness is there, so I just wash my hands more often."

Chu Yi happened to come in, and the female doctor raised her eyebrows when she saw him: "Teacher Chu, here, you are virtuous."

Chu Yi felt sorry, so he casually glanced at Chen Jiaze, without saying a word, and explained to one of his staff, Gui Peisheng, about tomorrow's operation. After everything was done, he spared no time to ask Chen Jiaze: "Why is it so early today? ?”

"Oh." Chen Jiaze stood up, eyes straightened, a little shy, "Our unit recently held a popular song event, and they are practicing singing right now, so I left early."

Chu Yi lowered his head, and threw the half-dry, half-wet paper towel into the trash can: "I still have to work for a while, think about where to eat tonight."

Chen Jiaze made way for him and moved to the side to stand.

Chu Yi didn't make any comments on the neat and tidy desk, sat in his seat, and began to fill in the progress records left during the day.

Chen Jiaze stood for a while, a little idly, looked around, saw that everyone was busy, and felt awkward, he knew he would not be here today.

He was feeling melancholy, when the old Zhang at the front table suddenly turned his head and asked, "Where do you two usually eat on dates?"

Chu Yi continued to knock on his medical history, without looking up, his expression was as perfunctory and indifferent as before: "Eat whatever you want, what do you recommend?"

"What can I recommend, I don't even have a partner."

The female doctor just joined in their conversation: "Have you ever been to the Hang Lung Restaurant? The crayfish there are pretty good. A plate of 800, [-] yuan, is a bit expensive, but the taste is not bad. Crayfish are eaten during this season." Just right."

Lao Zhang took over the words: "I know that restaurant. Last time, Dongrui Pharmaceutical held such a lecture on cerebral infarction. It was there. To be honest, except for the delicate presentation, the taste is really ordinary."

The female doctor disagreed: "You are curious about tastes, and you don't know how to appreciate them."

Chu Yi stopped what he was doing, thought for a while, then raised his head and asked Chen Jiaze, "Do you want to eat crayfish?"

"Okay." Chen Jiaze never refused anyone who came, which relieved the embarrassment of being idle just now.

Lao Zhang touched his chin and remembered something, looked at Chu Yi, "I seem to have a little impression, do you have a friend who works there?"

Chu Yi pushed the keyboard and leaned back on the chair. A certain thin figure flashed in his mind. He raised his eyes with a calm expression, "I have no memory."

"Could it be that I remembered it wrong?" Old Zhang doubted himself, then waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, someone who doesn't matter."

Chu Yi frowned slightly, and it took only a second for him to return to normal in an instant.

After work, Chu Yi drove over directly.

The first floor of the hotel is the usual place to eat, no need to book in advance, there are hotels, banquet halls on the next few floors, and the swimming pool and gymnasium on the top floor. The last academic meeting of Chu Yi and the others was held in the Hanmei Hall on the fourth floor.

The waiter led them to the innermost table for four to sit down and handed them the menu. Chu Yi was not particular about food, and always followed Chen Jiaze's taste.

He was drinking water and looking down at his mobile phone, when he suddenly heard someone shouting "Master Xiao Lin", followed by a high-decibel voice in his ears, "I'm busy right now, the manager asked me to come out and help."

Chu Yi looked up, and could only see a rough profile - the short man whispered a few words to the waiter, and then walked away.

Lin Xiaosong bent down and beat his numb legs a few times. He was supposed to get off work at six o'clock, but he received a temporary notice to add another three hours to his shift. He quickly called Wang Pingchuan and asked him to take Lele to his home. go.

After having a child, the time is no longer my own. I always worry about whether the baby at home is cold or hungry when I go to work.

There was no real progress in the relationship with Xiaoliang. On the one hand, Zhou Yue found out what he meant for him: he had no plans to get married for the time being; The account itself is a big mistake.

Feeling guilty because of his impure purpose, he began to hide from Xiao Liang intentionally or unintentionally.

Thinking about this and that in a daze, Lin Xiaosong finally regained his composure from his recklessness until he bumped into someone while walking and the soup from the dinner plate spilled all over his body.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He hurriedly pulled out a few pieces of paper as a gesture to wipe his hands.

The guest waved his hand and refused, frowning and flicking the red and yellow soup on his front, without saying a single harsh word, just looking at Lin Xiaosong, as if waiting for his next words.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Lin Xiaosong knew that he was in serious trouble this time, so he said tremblingly, "Sir, I'm sorry, I... I didn't pay attention when I walked."

The manager walked over at this time and asked straight to the point, "What's going on?"

Lin Xiaosong was frightened and troubled, and with a sad face, he said truthfully: "I stained the guest's clothes."

The manager looked at the guests in front of him, nodded and smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, sir, I'll take you to clean it first."

"No need, I'm in a hurry to go back." The guest's implication couldn't be more obvious.

Lin Xiaosong is most afraid of others asking him for "money". He is afraid of being poor, and he is unwilling to touch every cent of the money in the account.No one cared for him, and he never asked for it.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded and didn't say anything, the manager became anxious: "Why are you standing there, the guests are waiting for your words."

Lin Xiaosong was picking at the hem of his overalls, holding on firmly, "Leave me an address, and I'll dry-clean the clothes and send them to you."

The guest seemed to be quite reasonable, sighed, and said in a helpless voice, "It's fine if it's just an ordinary dress, but I've only worn this dress three times in total." He pulled out a piece to show the manager, "Look at this Splashing, no matter how clean it is, I don’t feel good about it.”

"Sir, I'm really sorry, how much is this dress, we will compensate you." The manager said respectfully.

The customer repeatedly said that he was not extorting money, but the clothes were too expensive, and it was unbearable to be so dirty. There was a lot of bullshit and reasoning, and in the end it went back to the money.

"I'm not being polite to you anymore. The original price is more than 8000, and a fraction is fine. Just accompany me for [-]."

The manager turned to look at Lin Xiaosong, and motioned him to pay for it.

Lin Xiaosong tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and whispered the truth: "I don't have that much money with me."

The manager was furious, it was the first time he saw such a sightless thing: "Take as much as you have, and I will put the rest for you first."

As if cutting flesh from his body, Lin Xiaosong was so distressed by the money that he was about to cry: "I only have more than 3000 on me."

Chu Yi pushed away the chair and walked over, glanced at the guest, and asked the manager, "I'm his friend, how much is there?"

The manager saw that he had an extraordinary appearance and temperament, and he didn't know what kind of friend Lin Xiaosong was, so he honestly said, "It's still five thousand."

The guest buried his head in wiping the soup, while urging: "My wife and children are still waiting at home, I am in a hurry to go back, you... hurry up and figure it out."

Lin Xiaosong took out his mobile phone and transferred three thousand to the guest, looked at Chu Yi hesitantly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, his eyes lingered for a moment, and his voice was low, "It's okay." Then he turned another five thousand.

Chen Jiaze had been silently watching Lin Xiaosong by the side, he had a vague impression that this man seemed to be the father of the little girl who ate hot pot last time.

The guests were sent away, Lin Xiaosong was still thinking about the 8000 yuan that was spilled, his eyes were faintly red, he rubbed his eyes and said to Chu Yi: "Add a WeChat, I will transfer the money to you in a few days." He took out his mobile phone and opened the scan.

Chu Yi's eyes were gloomy, and the past was vivid in his memory. He remembered the turtle that was cheated out of more than 100 yuan. After all these years, this person still hadn't made any progress.

Chen Jiaze instinctively sensed that there was an undercurrent between the two of them, so he pushed the man, and then interjected: "Someone is talking to you."

Chu Yi seemed to have regained his senses, his eyes drooped slightly, he opened his QR code, handed it over, and said casually, "Why are you so stupid."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Jiaze was stunned, and re-examined Lin Xiaosong with doubts. No matter what angle he looked at, he still couldn't connect this person with Chu Yi's past.But it was obvious that they knew each other and had a close relationship.

"Okay." Lin Xiaosong was depressed, and his nasal voice was a bit heavy, "I will pay you back in a few days, thank you."

Chu Yi took back his phone, and there was indeed a "+1" in the "new friend", he pressed it in, and clicked to pass.Looking up the next second, the man had already walked away.

"Your friend doesn't seem to like you very much." Chen Jiaze looked at Lin Xiaosong's back, he was just a small waiter, and he was not included in the ranks of rivals in love.

Chu Yi looked at the little girl on the profile picture, and put away the phone without saying a word.

Chen Jiaze returned to the dining table and sat down to eat, unable to hold back his curiosity, he asked the man again: "How did you meet that waiter just now?"

Chu Yi touched the rim of the cup with a gloomy expression, as if he didn't want to care about others.Hearing the sound, he stopped his movements and rolled his eyes at Chen Jiaze: "We knew each other before, so we can barely count as friends."

The answer was irrelevant, Chen Jiaze knew that the man didn't want to talk, so he just let it go this time.He curled the corner of his mouth and flicked the onions on the plate with his chopsticks in a bored way: "Didn't you just say that you two are friends?"

"I'm afraid you're thinking too much." Chu Yi sipped his saliva and put down his glass, "He's married and his child is three or four years old. You saw that child last time."

"I remember." Chen Jiaze looked at Chu Yi hesitantly, and paused for a while, "He looks very young."

"Early marriage and early childbearing."

Chen Jiaze burst out laughing, and didn't continue to entangle on this topic.

After eating, the two walked out of the restaurant, and Chen Jiaze was pacing on the phone with the driver of the taxi, asking when he would arrive.

Chu Yi looked down at him: "I'll see you off."

"It's all men who will send it to whom." Chen Jiaze raised his face and smiled, "My home is in the north, and yours is in the south. You have to go around a lot after sending them off."

Chu Yi waited with him at the door for a while, and after a while, the driver drove over.

"Doctor Chu, I'm leaving." Chen Jiaze paused for a while, his face shy, "You didn't say anything."

Chu Yi treated patients with a business-like attitude: "Pay attention to safety, and report a letter at home."

Chen Jiaze pouted, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Got it." Really puzzled, Chen Jiaze got into the car and waved at the man through the window.

Chu Yi pressed the key to get off the car, and the turn signal flashed twice. He opened the door and sat in. As soon as he started the ignition, he saw someone coming home from get off work.

The man raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was past nine o'clock.

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