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This territory used to be the capital of several generations, with a rich cultural heritage, and many houses in the city center are all ancient buildings.Although the Provincial No. [-] Hospital is a Western hospital, its decoration is a bit old-fashioned. The surrounding walls of a few meters around the outside are all painted a layer of blue-gray, with glass tiles on the top, which glow white under the sunlight.

"Zhang Jie, is bed No. 27 discharged today?" Zhao Mingting asked while flipping through the medical records in his hand.

The little nurse replied: "Yes, the family members have already started packing their things."

"Help me ask who in the department is free to buy me a bouquet of flowers?" Zhao Mingting raised his head and smiled at the little nurse, then put down the medical records in his hand, stood up and took out his wallet from the drawer, "That store also has coffee cakes If you want to eat, you can buy some, and bring some to other people." As he said, he took out a few hundred for the little nurse.

"Doctor Zhao," the little nurse took the money and looked up at the handsome doctor in front of her. "He sent flowers to the patient again? The hospital won't give you the money, so why bother?"

"I'm glad the patient is discharged from the hospital. You see, so many patients are sent in by the Cardiac Surgery Department every day. Some go out vertically and some go out horizontally. Every one cured is worth celebrating." Zhao Mingting took off the white coat from the hook and put on it. On the body. "Go ahead, thank you."

The little nurse put the money in her pocket, went back to change her uniform, took out her bag from the cabinet, and turned on her phone. After checking that no one had sent a message, she put the phone back.

At this moment, three nurses ran in from the outside, hurriedly took the medicine and instruments and ran out again.Zhang Jie is used to this kind of thing, and she is preparing for the operation on the 13th.

"It's still the store on Yanming Avenue." Zhang Jie muttered while hanging her bag on her shoulder, "Why do you have to go so far away to buy flowers?"

Zhang Jie glanced at the fruit shop and flower shop near the hospital, obviously they were so close. "Forget it, the coffee and cakes in that shop are still good, just take advantage of the lunch break to come out and eat something."

It would take two hours to go to Yanming Avenue by car, but it would be more convenient to take the subway, plus it would take just over an hour to buy it. Zhang Jie calculated that, she would still be able to stare on the hospital sofa for a while when she went back.

In fact, during such a short lunch break, if someone asks her to do something, she would like to refuse all at once, but Dr. Zhao is handsome, kind-hearted, and so responsible for his patients, many nurses are willing to help him busy.

Zhang Jie leaned on the armrest and thought, in fact, this is also a good job. The boss who sells flowers is also handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes. When the doctor buys flowers, the boss will give her a few more flowers.

When the subway arrived, Zhang Jie picked up her bag and went out.The flower shop is just opposite the subway entrance, and there are quite a lot of people at noon. The boys are busy making coffee behind the counter, and the boss is playing with his flowers outside the house.

There are a lot of flowers inside and outside the store. First, selling flowers can increase some income, and second, it makes this coffee shop quite romantic.Zhang Jie looked back and forth, and finally picked a few roses with water for the boss to wrap.

"Yo, it's here." The boss put the flowers in his hand into the water, and took out some wrapping paper from the side, "What color do you want?"

Zhang Jie looked at it, and wanted to say that you are free, but later realized that today's roses are really red, so she changed her tune and said, "Let's come to the white ones."

The boss skillfully wrapped the flowers with white wrapping paper, "Your hospital is really kind, and you even give gifts to patients."

"It has nothing to do with the hospital at all." Zhang Jie lowered her head and took out a few hundred dollars from Zhao Mingting from her bag, "It was all paid by Dr. Zhao himself."

Zhang Jie felt the boss smile, but only for a moment.She hugged the flowers and said, "If you have any leftover money, you can fill me with any pastries, and if you don't want coffee, I will spill it for a while."

"The coffee is wrapped tightly for you, so it won't spill out." The boss took the money and said with a smile.

"No, when I take it back, the lattes are messed up, and I'm not in the mood to drink." Zhang Jie also said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll get you pastries."

Zhang Jie entered the coffee shop and sat at the door. As soon as she put the flowers on the table, her phone started beeping. "Hello?"

When the head nurse called, she scolded her head and face as soon as she opened her mouth. Zhang Jie was stunned by the scolding. She quickly switched from her right hand to her left, "What's wrong with patient No. 13?"

"I know she has surgery today, hasn't it already started?" Zhang Jie looked down at the watch on her left hand.

"Your things are packed." The boss was coming out to Zhang Jie at this moment, with many bags hanging on his left and right hands.Zhang Jie glanced at it while waving, knowing that the boss must be pretending too much again.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard the head nurse scolding, "Did you ask if you have AIDS on the 13th?"

With a bang, Zhang Jie felt that the house had collapsed.The largest steel plate hit her chest, and she was even more confused now. "The operation on the 13th is..." Zhang Jie recalled in her mind who she was notifying for the operation today.

She looked down at the flowers on the table. How did Dr. Zhao meet her and ask her to buy flowers?

The phone in his left hand suddenly slipped off.

"Doctor Zhao!" Zhang Jie stood up abruptly, her eyes lost their focus.

The flower seller put the cakes on the table and lowered his head to pick up the little nurse's mobile phone, just in time to hear the nurse yelling: "You killed Dr. Zhao, you know? He's operating on that AIDS patient!"

The boss swayed, his eyelashes flickered, and he rushed out the door in an instant.

Zhang Jie also reacted at this time, without caring about taking anything, she picked up her bag and mobile phone and ran away.She went out and saw the boss was crossing the road, and the back and forth cars beeped at him, but he didn't respond.

A black Buick slammed to a stop in front of him, and the owner was shaking down the glass to scold him, but he had already run away, heading straight for the subway entrance.

Zhang Jie ran behind the boss, regardless of whether the car owners scolded her or not, she hurried down the stairs and saw a subway bound for the Provincial First Hospital was about to close, so she rushed up.

The owner of the florist didn't stop on the subway, he walked through the crowd while making calls on his mobile phone.

"Let's go, let's go." Zhang Jie followed behind the man and squeezed out from the crowd.She turned around and pulled her bag out from behind.

The boss is still on the phone, but the other party doesn't seem to answer.

Zhang Jie felt that the boss knew Dr. Zhao, from his reaction just now, from his smile when he mentioned Dr. Zhao, from... Dr. Zhao came here to buy flowers by name at the beginning.

The door of the subway opened, and the Provincial First Hospital station arrived.The boss was the first to rush out, and the place to go out happened to be the stairs. Zhang Jie followed behind him, worried while running.

"Doctor Zhao, you must be fine." Zhang Jie stepped on her high-heeled shoes, tears streaming down her cheeks, crying until her make-up was all over.

The man disappeared in a flash, but Zhang Jie was caught by the head nurse.

There were many people gathered outside Zhao Mingting's operating room, but Xu Zhi struggled to push them away.A person was banging on the closed door, but there was no sound inside.

"Is Zhao Mingting in there?" He Zhixu's voice was very weak, and his face was pale.

The person who knocked on the door was Zhao Mingting's colleague. Seeing this person's appearance, he instinctively wanted him to be admitted to the hospital for examination, so he heard the person say: "I am Zhao Mingting's... friend, I just found out about this. "

"His friend, please comfort him." The man put his hands on He Zhixu's shoulders as if he had found a savior.

"Has he had an AIDS antibody test?" He Zhixu asked.

"Yes, we took him away as soon as he finished the operation, and the result hasn't come out yet."

He Zhixu nodded, bit the skin of his lip, turned around and knocked on the office door. "Zhao Mingting... who am I, Xu, let me in, okay?" He said cautiously, obviously he had just run wildly for a while, but he held his breath and didn't dare to breathe.

He fears.I'm afraid Zhao Mingting won't let him in even if he reveals his identity. He obviously doesn't want to see anyone now, let alone a person who suddenly disappeared for eight years.

Eight years.

Dropped out of school for no reason, even he called Su Heyang to pack up and send out his things.

He deliberately avoided Zhao Mingting, but also guarded him where Zhao Mingting could not see.

There was a sudden metal knocking sound from inside the door, and the door opened a crack.He Zhixu immediately pushed the slit wider, allowing himself to slip in sideways.

The person in front of him looked at him pitifully, his hair was disheveled with sweat, and there were a few conspicuous blood marks on his clean white coat.

He Zhi Xu stepped forward to hug him, and gently patted behind him with two big hands.He didn't say a word, and neither did Zhao Mingting. Zhao Mingting rested his chin on his neck, and slowly embraced him with both hands.

"It's really slow." Zhao Mingting's voice was nasal after crying.

"Sorry, I found out a little late..."

"I've been waiting for you for eight years." Zhao Mingting turned his head to the side, staring at Hezhi Xu's neck in front of him. He wanted to kiss Xu, but was stunned.He hurriedly pushed He Zhixu away, and took a step back, his eyes full of horror.

He Zhi Xu grabbed his left wrist and rolled up his white coat.Zhao Mingting suddenly realized something, and twitched desperately.

"Don't move." He Zhixu touched the shocking scar with his hand. "Does it still hurt?"

Zhao Mingting's whole body strength seemed to be taken away by someone, he said weakly: "Qin Sili told you?"

"All she told me was that you ran away from home and lived in her bar."

"Then you don't come to see me?" Zhao Mingting's tone was full of the coldness of winter.

"I went there when you were in the hospital before, and you were still in a coma..." He Zhixu lowered his head and took a few quick breaths.

"Then you ran into my grandfather? What did he say and you left so heartlessly for eight years?" Zhao Mingting yelled at He Zhixu, as if wanting to yell out his grievances over the past few years.

He Zhixu looked up at Zhao Mingting, "You know?" He squeezed Zhao Mingting's hand hard, and put both hands in his heart. "sorry……"

He said he locked you up for three days.He said you don't eat or drink, they found you a psychiatrist.He also said you stole the doctor's key, which had a swiss army knife on it.

He Zhixu just bowed his head and said sorry, sorry, but he didn't dare to say these sufferings, his heart ached, and his heart hurt like a knife.He didn't know how Zhao Mingting got through it, he didn't want Zhao Mingting to suffer from these things again.

But Zhao Mingting still did not compromise, and then ran away from home...

Who knows that Xu Bi regretted that he chose to leave at that time, but he was so guilty that he didn't dare to approach again, and just watched silently, asking Qin Sili to find out the news for him.

He Zhi Xu raised his head, touched the back of Zhao Mingting's head with one hand, touched the hard stubble, supported the back of his neck with the other hand, approached the thin lips that he thought about day and night, and gently touched it.

Zhao Mingting struggled back, "The results haven't come out yet..."

"It's okay." He Zhixu answered him softly, moistening the other's dry lips with his tongue.