After being forced to marry a rival

In the office, Zhong An stared at the chat box with Yu Bing for a while.

The photo of the takeaway was taken at noon. I wanted to send it to her at noon, but I hesitated because Yu Bing didn't reply to her message at that time.

After working for so many years, Zhong An realized that Yu Bing seemed to be the first person who cared about whether he would eat or not.

Although there are countless suitors who send flowers or invite dinner, Zhong An has always been indifferent. In today's society, everything comes and goes in a hurry.

"Doctor Zhong, the director asked you to go." Doctor Xiao from the next department passed by the door and said with a warm smile.

Zhong An put down his phone and nodded and smiled at Dr. Xiao, then got up and went to the director's office.

Zhong An is a doctor in the general surgery department. He usually attends consultations and occasionally has operations, but operations are usually notified in advance.

She walked quickly to the door of Director Li's office, knocked on the door lightly, and a deep voice came from the room: "Come in."

Zhong An pushed the door open and entered. Director Li was a middle-aged man in his fifties this year. When Zhong An entered, he was typing on the computer while wearing glasses.

"Director, what do you want from me?"

Director Li went straight to the point: "Xiao Zhong, there is an operation at 08:30 in the evening, you should prepare. I called you to the office specifically to tell you that you will be given a week off next week. You have worked hard recently."

Zhong An nodded to the director, thinking that he could get off work early tonight and it would be a waste of time.

But performing surgery is not doing other things, you can do it if you want to do it, and don’t do it if you don’t want to.

The doctor has no choice, he has to go to the task when it comes, and the leader also said that he will take a vacation next week. Recently, his colleagues are exhausted, and he has nothing to complain about.

"Okay, is there anything else you can do, sir?"

"No, you should eat dinner first while you find some time."

Zhong An nodded, "Then I'll go first."

The surgery at 08:30...will take at least three hours, and it's twelve o'clock when I get home.

Zhong An walked out the door feeling hopeless, and heaved a long sigh.

She took out her mobile phone and considered whether to send a message to Yu Bing saying that she would go back later at night?

Although he had this idea in his heart, Zhong An felt that there was no need to send her a message. After all, Yu Bing only asked when he would leave work, and did not intend to invite him to dinner.

Zhong An thought it over, and finally gave up the idea of ​​sending a message to Yu Bing.

She went straight out of the hospital and went to a wonton shop to eat wontons.

As for why she likes to eat wonton so much, Zhong An thinks that food like wonton almost meets all her needs.

Thin skin and lots of meat, soup is light, there are shrimps and seaweed, in short, they are all my favorite.

After dinner, with one or two hours left before the surgery, Zhong An took advantage of his spare time to go back to the office to pick up a book, and then took the elevator to the rooftop of the top floor of the hospital.

This is a place she often comes to. The view here is wide, quiet and undisturbed.

In his spare time, Zhong An usually comes here to read books or listen to music. When he has leisure time, he will quietly blow the air on the table. When he is in a bad mood, he will occasionally smoke a cigarette, but the number of times he smokes is very small.

She found a dilapidated stool to sit on, and it was snow-white at a glance. There were a lot of sheets to dry here, all of which were white, for hospital beds.

Zhong An would sometimes stare at those bed sheets, some of which had been used with bleach and disinfectant, and some were still in their original appearance, probably the aunt who was drying the sheets had her own classification.

Sheets that hadn't been washed with bleach had some marks, mostly excrement or blood that wasn't washed cleanly.

Zhong An was not surprised, he once saw an old man who was hospitalized and had no one to help him go to the toilet, and finally defecated directly on the bed.

I have also seen people whose condition has improved but suddenly symptoms, a lot of blood spilled from the nasal cavity and stained the bed sheets, and finally died.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, tomorrow and accidents do not know which will come first.

This is the fifth year as a doctor, and Zhong An is deeply moved.

She flipped through and closed the book in her hand, not in the mood to read, so she took out her phone, opened the dialog box with Yu Bing, and typed a line:

[I may not get home until twelve o'clock today, don't wait for me to eat. 】

After typing this typesetting, I felt that it was not good enough, so I deleted the words "don't wait for me to eat".

Zhong An put his thumb on the send button, and hesitated the moment he was about to send it.

No need, no need to tell her about it.

Do ordinary friends need to report these things?What time I get off work seems to have nothing to do with her, and she may not be interested in what time I get off work.

Zhong An tried hard to convince himself, but in the end the message was still not sent.

Yu Bing bought vegetables and went home, planning to cook three dishes and one soup for Dr. Zhong today, and the dishes were different from yesterday.

Yu Bing checked the time, Zhong An got off work at seven o'clock and arrived home at about 07:30.

Chef Yu hummed and began to cook.

An hour later, Yu Bing happily brought the dishes to the table, waiting for Zhong An to go home.

She first took a photo of the dishes on the table, sent it to Ji Nianqing, and sent a voice message along the way: [This is the meal your father and I cooked, isn't it good?Little trash. 】

Ji Nianqing replied in seconds: [What father?Say it again?Let me tell you again, I took a screenshot for Zhong An. 】

Yu Bing persuaded: [Father, don't, I was wrong. 】

Ji Nianqing on the phone showed Chi Yindong the screen, and said, "Can you believe it? This is Yu Bing's meal for Dr. Zhong. She, a monster who only eats takeout, has such a leisurely mind."

Chi Yindong took a closer look at the dishes in the picture. If Ji Nianqing hadn't said that Yu Bing really made them, Chi Yindong would have thought that this person ordered them at a restaurant, "So she's such a good cook?"

"Yeah, she used to cook with that girlfriend of hers every day. I guess she has developed her skills."

Chi Yindong shook her head, she had heard of Yu Bing's ex-girlfriend, she was completely a sugarcane girl, it was Yu Bing's luck to break up, and being with that kind of person was a waste of time.

"Is she with Dr. Zhong?"

"No, but Yu Bing moved to live across from her, and usually cooks for her."

Chi Yindong snorted, "Is she really going to be her neighbor? This woman is really cruel."

"Do you think Yu Bing can catch Zhong An?"

Chi Yindong nodded, "I think so."

"why?"

"Do you think that if Zhong An is not interested in her, he will talk to her? You don't know Zhong An's type of woman. If you are not interested, you can chat to death, let alone eat."

Ji Nianqing immediately became interested, sat on the sofa and got closer to Chi Yindong, and said with a smile: "Do you still remember that Yu Bing said at that time that if we helped her catch up with Zhong An, she would buy us a car?"

Chi Yindong raised his eyebrows, "Of course I remember."

Ji Nianqing blinked, pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Then let's start choosing a car."

Chi Yindong: "Hahahahaha."

Yu Bing sat on the sofa and watched the time several times, and it was almost 08:30, and Zhong An hadn't come back yet.

The door was open, and if Zhong An came back, she would hear the sound.

At 08:30 in the evening, Yu Bing couldn't restrain the anxiety in her heart. She stood up suddenly, clicked the dishes on the table, opened Zhong An's WeChat and sent her the photo.

[Doctor Zhong, the dishes are getting cold, why don't you come back? 】Yu Bing did not forget to add a cute expression on the back.

She stared at the chat box, trying to see the logo the other party was typing, but there was nothing.

Here Zhong An has entered the operating room, his phone is in his pocket and turned on silent.

Yu Bing waited for a lonely time.

The wall clock on the wall pointed from 8 to 9, and then from 9 to 10. Yu Bing took out his mobile phone countless times, but there was no reply from the other party. When it pointed to 11, Yu Bing could no longer sit still, got up and walked to the door.

Staring at the door of 1702 for a few seconds, he stepped forward and knocked several times.

Holding such a little bit of hope, hoping that Zhong An would come to open the door, but after the knock on the door, the corridor was completely silent.

Yu Bing took a deep breath in her heart, hurried home and took the key, turned around and went out, slammed the door with her backhand and walked out.

She pressed the elevator to go to the first floor, feeling very angry in her heart. Although she knew that she was not qualified to be angry with Zhong An, she was still angry!

It just exploded! ! !

Why don't you reply to your message!

If you don’t want to eat, you can say it. Although it goes without saying if you don’t want to go home, there is no need to tell yourself that you will be home at seven o’clock?

It was past eleven o'clock, and the woman didn't know what to do outside.

Compared with anger, Yu Bing knows that her inner emotions are more anxious and jealous.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal for adults to stay out for a night, but they just can't help but feel sad!

Is that the woman from that day?So Zhong An is not single, right?

Yu Bing felt that she was foolishly staying at home and waiting for her to come home for dinner, maybe Zhong An was still messing with someone somewhere now.

She walked quickly in the underground parking lot to pick up her sports car. Since she came here, she seldom drives this car.

Yu Bing was feeling stuck in his heart now, and the phone was muted and thrown directly to the co-pilot.

She stepped on the accelerator, the car drove out of the community, and went straight to the hottest lesbian bar in city A - her former lair.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the bar, and Yu Bing saw an acquaintance as soon as the car stopped.

It was Monica, the bartender. She was about to walk into the bar. When she saw Yubing's car parked at the door, she came over to say hello to her.

"Sister Bing, long time no see, are you here?"

Yu Bing nodded to her, but didn't get out of the car.

Seeing that Yu Bing hadn't come down, the other party thought she might be waiting for someone, so he said hello and left.

Yu Bing's car stopped at the entrance of the bar, and she lit a cigarette and took a few puffs.

I don't even have any idea of ​​going in to play. The neon lights are a bit too bright, and I still feel a little uncomfortable after not coming in the past two or three months.

She stayed here for about ten minutes, and several people came over to say hello to her one after another, all of them with their teeth and claws in their makeup.

It was only then that Yu Bing realized that she had no makeup today and was still wearing the black windbreaker she had in the morning.

Lack of interest, no interest in this place at all.

She began to think about a problem, even if Zhong An did not accept herself now, or she had a girlfriend, she could no longer live the life she used to.

If she stepped into the abyss of depravity again, then what's the point of the bright sunshine painting she painted for Zhong An this morning?