Do you have a boyfriend

[Retreat Do Not Disturb]:!What's the matter, the original one is not good?

It took a day for Tong Yihang to reply. Song Chuman was helping in the flower shop at this time, spraying water with a small watering can, and adjusting the position of each flower by the way.

There were several rows of succulents on the wooden shelf beside the inner wall. Song Chuman was about to wipe the flower pots with a towel when Xiao Deng put the bouquets and hurried over.

"Let me come, boss!" She grabbed the towel and signaled Song Chuman to rest beside her.

Xiao Deng has a little understanding of her boss's situation. She is a carefree girl with a delicate mind. She never asks about Song Chuman, and she does things neatly.

Song Chu didn't refuse, sat down behind the bar and saw the message from Tong Yihang.

[An]: No, the original doctor wanted to go abroad for further study.

[Retreat Do Not Disturb]: Oh oh.

[Do Not Disturb in Retirement]: But your treatment is not over yet, so it is not good to change doctors, your hospital is so expensive, and you have to ask them carefully, will they give you some compensation?

[Do Not Disturb in Retreat]: Send me your phone number, and I'll ask!

Tong Yihang sent a series of crackling, Song Chuman looked down, the boredom of the past two days finally dissipated a little.

[An]: No need.

Although he didn't like it, he just repeated the process from stranger to acquaintance again, it was no big deal, and he didn't want to be troublesome.

And for Song Chuman, a psychiatrist is probably only a tool to ensure a normal life. As for whether he can completely cure the disease, he has not yet considered that far.

[Do Not Disturb in Retreat]: Well, listen to you.

[Do not disturb in retreat]: Have you met the new doctor?how do you feel?

[An]: Not yet, I'm new here, I'll be there next week.

Song Chuman remembered that Zhao Qi had said that the new doctor seemed to have seen him before, but he searched carefully in his mind to make sure that he did not have the impression of this "Doctor Lu".

[Do Not Disturb at Closed Doors]: New here?What is your name?I'll check it out.

[An]: Forgot, the surname is Lu.

[Retreat Do Not Disturb]: ...

[Do Not Disturb in Retirement]: The newcomers are likely to be inexperienced, and if they are not satisfied at that time, ask them to change again. Be tougher, and don't make people think that we are easy to bully!

Tong Yihang believed that Song Chuman had suffered a loss in this matter, and wished he could fly back to help him immediately, but he couldn't help worrying about him.

[Do Not Disturb in Retreat]: I am quite free these days, so just tell me if you have anything to do.

[An]: OK, thank you.

[Do Not Disturb in Retirement]: Why don't you just come to my place, we can still have someone to take care of you, your stepmother has long regarded you as non-existent, so she probably doesn't care where you go.

Song Chuman's back froze, and his fingertips holding the phone curled up slightly.

Some fragments of memory flooded into my mind uncontrollably, the picture has been blurred, but all kinds of accumulated negative emotions can still be clearly felt, Song Chuman's eyes became more and more indifferent, like a layer of frost.

[An]: No need.

The glass door of the flower shop was pulled open, and two girls came in together, chose a few wrapped single flowers, and chatted with each other on the way to the bar to check out, their eyes shifted to Song Chuman from time to time.

Song Chuman raised his head, one of the girls was frightened by the cold look on his face, and subconsciously withdrew her hand holding the phone, the screen was still on the page of adding friends on WeChat.

Xiao Deng had come over, Song Chuman lowered his eyes: "Sorry."

He then turned and left the bar to arrange the wrapping paper.

After a busy morning, Song Chuman went home to cook. After pressing the cook button on the rice cooker, he took a bag of cat food and a stack of bowls and went downstairs first.

There was an almost deserted corner on the edge of the community, overgrown with weeds, and fallen branches lay across the feet. Song Chuman skillfully divided the cat food into each small bowl and placed them on the empty steps.

He stepped back and waited patiently. Not long after, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, and a stocky orange cat poked its head out and sniffed at the bowl.

The orange cat meowed a few times, and soon the second, third...five stray cats of different sizes and colors came out one after another, and one of them occupied a bowl.

Song Chuman prepared seven bowls of cat food, and one left alone.

He checked carefully, and found that there was still a black and white cow cat missing. After waiting for a long time, it didn't come out, and the cat food was also divided up by other cats.

A few stray cats were satiated, squatting on the ground and licking their paws. Song Chuman quietly took a step forward, trying to get close to them.

But when he moved, the leading orange cat looked over vigilantly, let out a threatening sound, turned around and got into the bushes.

Seeing that the boss was gone, the other cats left quickly one after another, leaving only a row of empty bowls.

Song Chuman was very disappointed, and resigned to his fate, he packed up the bowl and went upstairs.

Later in the afternoon, Zhao Qi called: "Xiao Song, I asked Dr. Lu to add your WeChat account, so we can communicate in advance if there is any situation."

He didn't receive a reply to the text message he sent to Song Chuman that day. Knowing that Song Chuman would not take the initiative, he pushed his WeChat to Lu Zhao.

Song Chuman simply said "um" and hung up the phone.

Zhao Qi was on his way to the airport. After thinking about it, he found Lu Zhao's number and dialed it.

The call indicated that the line was busy, and when he was about to hang up, he was picked up again, and a gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Senior?"

"Xiao Lu, have you read all the information about Song Chuman?"

Lu Zhao leaned back in the chair, and on the desk were detailed information about Song Chuman, and the records of the previous exchange of treatment. He picked up a page and said, "Well, I read it."

Zhao Qi told him a few words, and said: "His boyfriend, you should ask more."

Speaking of this, Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, he took off his glasses expressionlessly, and said in the usual tone, "Okay."

Zhao Qi didn't talk for too long, Lu Zhao hung up the phone, and someone called again.

Lu Zhao clicked to answer, with a hint of impatience on his face: "Say."

"Boss Lu," the person on the other end of the phone cautiously said, "Master asked when you will go back..."

"Let's talk about it later," Lu Zhao said casually, "I've been busy recently."

"Okay, and the company..."

"Don't talk about small things," he interrupted aloud, raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, "If you can't handle it, send me email."

The assistant didn't dare to disturb him anymore. After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhao opened WeChat. Song Chuman had already passed his friend application. With a black profile picture and a one-character nickname, he lay quietly on the list.

Lu Zhao clicked on Song Chuman's profile picture, and only after zooming in did he realize that it was a photo taken at night, with a cat squatting in the grass in the center.

He returns and exits, and enters the word "Hello" in the message box to send.

Song Chuman didn't reply, Lu Zhao didn't care, and looked at the information on the table thoughtfully.

He met Song Chuman once last week, but Song Chuman might not remember.

When Lu Zhao went to the hospital that day, he just wanted to take a look around. This hospital has his shares, which can be regarded as an investment for him.

On the way, he came out to smoke. This corridor is open-air, and the protruding section in the middle is equipped with tables and chairs as a smoking area. Song Chuman happened to be passing by at this time, going to the bathroom at the end.

The afternoon sun was behind Lu Zhao, Song Chuman was facing the light, his skin was white and transparent, the red mole on the side of the bridge of the nose was clearly visible, and this pretty face overlapped with the child in Lu Zhao's memory.

Song Chuman seemed to be aware of his gaze. His gaze was cast through the smoke, and then retracted without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Lu Zhao always remembered that the child was called "An An".

Song Chuman's WeChat nickname is "An", but Lu Zhao is not completely sure, and there are many places that do not match.

With his identity and qualifications, being a psychiatrist is more than enough. If he admits to being wrong, he will take a vacation for himself during this period.

Lu Zhao flipped through Song Chuman's empty circle of friends again, and put the phone aside.

**

After adding Lu Zhao, Song Chuman also secretly read his information.

The nickname is the serious "Lu Zhao", and the profile picture is an ordinary sky with white clouds. The circle of friends is only visible in the last three days, and there is a photo from the day before yesterday.

The photo was taken in the hospital, and the person on it has a gentle smile on his face, and he does look like "good and patient" as Zhao Qi said.

Song Chuman saved the photo and sent it to Tong Yihang.

[an]: [picture]

[An]: New doctor.

[Do Not Disturb at Closed Doors]: Wow...

[Do Not Disturb in Retreat]: Not bad, only a little bit worse than me.

[An]: I will go there on Saturday afternoon.

[Do Not Disturb in Retreat]: Alright, don't worry, and don't be fooled by his appearance!Change it if you don't like it!No matter how handsome you are!

Tong Yihang knew about his sexual orientation. Song Chuman was amused by him, but later realized that he hadn't mentioned his boyfriend to him yet.

Tong Yihang was too busy a few days ago, and the two of them hardly spoke, but Song Chuman hesitated when given the opportunity.

Tong Yihang is his friend, not a psychiatrist who can deal with it casually. He vaguely feels that if he tells him, something very troublesome will happen.

He will definitely ask many questions, and Song Chuman feels a headache.

Let's talk about it when he returns home.

Song Chuman took it for granted.

On Saturday afternoon, Song Chuman went to the hospital according to the previously agreed time.

Everyone had just finished their lunch break at this point, and there were many people in front of the elevator, so Song Chuman silently turned around and went to the side stairwell.

He walked up the stairs slowly. At this moment, Lu Zhao was walking towards the office with the documents, and someone was chasing after him.

"Doctor Lu!"

Lu Zhao turned around, and the person who stopped him was a girl who was also an employee of the hospital. Lu Zhao had seen it twice. She held a bag of biscuits in her hand and handed it over with a smile: "This is for you."

Lu Zhao didn't want it at first, but he couldn't refuse, and smiled: "Thank you."

The girl was very shy, and said goodbye to him with a blushing face, and the sound of footsteps gradually moved away.

After she left, Lu Zhao looked down at the biscuit, then threw it into the trash can beside him, and made a muffled "boom" when it fell to the bottom.

Song Chuman, who had just gone upstairs, only heard this sound. He stepped out of the stairwell and saw Lu Zhao in the corridor.

Lu Zhao didn't expect him to come up the stairs, he was a little surprised, he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Song Chuman?"

Song Chuman had seen the photo before, but Lu Zhao in the photo was not wearing glasses. He was stunned for two seconds before realizing who it was.

Lu Zhao didn't wear formal clothes every time like Zhao Qi, but wore a long dark coat. He was tall and straight with a handsome face, and the smile on his lips was very harmless.

Looks very gentle, easy to talk.

This was Song Chuman's first impression when he saw Lu Zhao himself.

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