Heartburn

Fu Nan'an didn't want to attack Chi Zhao, but Chi Zhao was indeed interested in Fu Nan'an.

The mature and gentle professor is so comfortable to get along with, he doesn't have to go anywhere, Chi Zhao just wants to have a good relationship with him and communicate more.

For a week in a row, Chi Zhao often appeared in front of Fu Nan'an in different ways. Sometimes he reminded him to pay attention to adding and subtracting clothes when the weather changed, and sometimes he helped run errands to deliver documents to him. He knew that Zou Anhe and his parents were there. I mentioned it, but the parents didn't pay much attention to it, so Chi Zhao also took on the task of reporting the status from time to time.

After persistently brushing up the sense of existence for a long time, finally, one day a week later, Fu Nan'an took the initiative to contact Chi Zhao.

-[Are you busy now? ]

It must not be busy, Chi Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw the news.

He had just finished the room check with the teacher, and was reading in the spare treatment room. When he saw Fu Nan'an's message, he immediately replied.

-[Professor you said, the little one is always at your command. ]

After Chi Zhao got acquainted, he still liked to joke and was easy to get along with. Fu Nan'an was amused by his tone, and soon sent a voice message, with a smile in his voice.

"Can you send me a report? It's with Director Zou."

-[Follow! ]

Chi Zhao replied quickly, got up and went to Zou Anhe's office, his face was still calm, and his heart was already full of joy. This was the first time that Fu Nan'an took the initiative to find him.

Zou Anhe was not in the office, so Chi Zhao searched on his desk. Layers of various documents covered the entire desk. It took Chi Zhao a long time to find the one that Fu Nan'an wanted.

——For most doctors, such a desktop is the norm, and it is not normal if it is not chaotic. They are too busy to be harsh.Chi Zhao was shocked when he saw Fu Nan'an's desk for the first time. There were many things on Professor Fu's desk, but they were neatly arranged. Professor Fu's meticulousness was engraved in his bones.

"What are you thinking, laughing so happily?"

The people who passed by stretched out their hands and shook Chi Zhao's eyes. Chi Zhao regained his senses, only to realize that it was Zhong Yangqiu who was coming.

"I'm going to send a report to Professor Fu." Chi Zhao waved the document in his hand.

"Yo Yo Yo," Zhong Yangqiu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and without a word, he leaned over to Chi Zhao's side with a gossip expression, "When did you have such a good relationship with Professor Fu...you succeeded in taking the position so quickly gone?"

"What are you talking about?" Chi Zhao chuckled, "I'm just helping him and Director Zou deliver a document to run errands, what kind of relationship is this?"

"I don't know," Zhong Yangqiu shook his head pretending to be mysterious, and raised his index finger in front of his eyes, "Don't look at Professor Fu, who is gentle on the surface, but cold in his bones. Look at when he will ask someone to help deliver the Have something?"

Chi Zhao raised his eyebrows: "So I'm still the special one?"

Zhong Yangqiu raised his head: "That must be done, Xiaochi is so promising, I wish you both get married right away!"

"That's enough, that's enough, I've blown it really well, I haven't even left a word." Chi Zhao smiled, and bumped Zhong Yangqiu's shoulder.

Knowing that Zhong Yangqiu was joking, Chi Zhao still chatted with him a lot, in fact it was just teasing and amusing each other.He really didn't feel that he was special to Fu Nan'an, at most, he had appeared in front of him more frequently recently, which gave him a slight impression.

But after all, he is someone he cares about, Chi Zhao still likes to chat about Fu Nan'an with others, he smiled and chatted with Zhong Yangqiu for a long time, but saw Zhong Yangqiu's expression suddenly changed.

"What's the matter?" Chi Zhao had a smile on his face, and he didn't realize what was going on for a while, "Why this expression?"

"Chi Zhao," Zhong Yangqiu carefully pulled off Chi Zhao's white coat: "Look over there."

Zhong Yangqiu's voice suddenly dropped, and he gestured to Chi Zhao with his eyes. Chi Zhao's right eyelid twitched for no reason. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that Fu Nan'an was standing not far from Zou An, leaning on a blind stick. In front of He's office, he looked at them with a half-smile.

You must have heard the conversation between the two just now!

Zhong Yangqiu gave him a self-seeking look, Chi Zhao tugged at his neckline, and walked up to Fu Nan'an in embarrassment: "Professor Fu, when did you come? Didn't you tell me to send it to you?" ?”

"Just arrived," Fu Nan'an smiled, with no expression of joy or anger, "I just happen to have nothing to do right now, so I came here to take a look... Is the report at your place now?"

"Here I am,"

Chi Zhao coughed dryly, and hurriedly handed over the report, "This is it."

"Thank you."

Fu Nan'an nodded and took it. Chi Zhao was still a little embarrassed. He hesitated whether to apologize to Fu Nan'an, but before he could speak, the cell phone in Fu Nan'an's white coat pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello, hello...Okay, I see...Give me 3 minutes." Fu Nan'an hung up the phone, his expression became serious, and he turned to Chi Zhao, "I have something to do here, then I just go first,"

On weekdays, Professor Fu is gentle and calm, but when something happens, he is more aggressive and decisive. He took the report from Chi Zhao, held it in his hand, and left quickly with a blind stick in one hand, calmly The footsteps are not at all like a blind person.

"Goodbye, Professor Fu!"

Chi Zhao didn't have time to say anything, so he could only watch his back go away.

After returning from Zou Anhe's office, Chi Zhao felt uncomfortable no matter what, and was still thinking about Fu Nan'an bumping into him when he was talking to Zhong Yangqiu just now.

In fact, he and Zhong Yangqiu didn't talk about anything too extreme, and he stopped him from talking too much, but he still felt embarrassed to be bumped into by Fu Nan'an. Professor Fu is so kind, he said it in front of him. Nothing feels respectful enough.

The place where Chi Zhao stayed was an empty consultation room, only a few interns were there, and everyone was immersed in writing medical records or reading books. The consultation room was very quiet, but Chi Zhao's heart was in a mess. He opened the medical record and wrote two pages. After writing two typos, Chi Zhao sighed helplessly, tore up this page of medical records, and simply stopped writing. ——Medical record writing is a very serious matter. After every mistake is corrected, you must sign your name and the time of modification. If there are more than three mistakes on a piece of paper, you must rewrite it. You can’t do it in this state. Under the perfunctory.

No, Chi Zhao thought, he must ask Professor Fu to apologize.

Regardless of whether Professor Fu heard it or not, talking about others behind their backs is never a good thing.

After making up his mind, Chi Zhao's mind gradually stabilized. He went out to wash his face to calm down, and slowly finished writing the rest of the medical records.

Time flickered to seven o'clock in the evening, feeling that the matter with Fu Nan'an was almost settled, Chi Zhao handed over the completed medical records to Zou Anhe for review, and went to the hospital to buy two cups of porridge and came back.

Doctors always forget to eat when they are busy. Chi Zhao himself has a deep understanding. He actually brought porridge for nothing more, but subconsciously, to make Professor Fu feel better.

With two cups of porridge and one in each hand, Chi Zhao came to the psychology department. The door of Fu Nan'an's office was ajar. Chi Zhao hesitated for a while before opening the door. Fu Nan'an sat inside and didn't let him continue. Chance to hesitate.

"Professor Fu." Chi Zhao called out in a low voice.

Fu Nan'an raised his head in response, and put down the book in his hand: "Chi Zhao? Why are you here?"

"I'm sorry, teacher," Chi Zhao walked up to Fu Nan'an with his head down, and put the porridge on the table, "I'm here to apologize to you."

Fu Nan'an frowned slightly: "Apologize?"

"Well, just before I saw you this morning," Chi Zhao said in a low voice, "I don't have much sense when talking to my friends, saying that you and I..."

Chi Zhao couldn't say the specific words, and he couldn't repeat them again. He skipped those few sentences and continued: "We were just joking, I hope you don't mind."

Chi Zhao was rarely so nervous. He stared at Fu Nan'an intently, for fear that he would really make him unhappy. In a second, in two seconds, Chi Zhao's heart was going to be in his throat, but Fu Nan'an just Nodding lightly, he said, "It's nothing."

His expression was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his tone.

that's all?

Chi Zhao's hanging heart did not drop at all, but became even more anxious.

Originally, he loved Fu Nan'an's calmness the most, but now he was very nervous because of his indifference. Professor Fu's response was too indifferent, making it hard to see that he could not guess his real intentions. It was true. Not angry, but I still don't want to talk to him anymore.

"Really?" Chi Zhao finally asked.

His head is messed up, but just thinking about it can't solve the problem. Chi Zhao curled up his fingers, and when his fingertips touched the still warm porridge, he stuffed the porridge into Fu Nan'an's hand, and said in a hasty tone, "Then you drink Let's order porridge, I bought this specially, and I will apologize to you."

Fu Nan'an's fingertips moved, and Chi Zhao was afraid that he would refuse, so he continued to push forward frantically, rubbing his fingers against the back of Fu Nan'an's hand.The warm touch flashed by, and Fu Nan'an smiled softly.

"I'm not mad," he said. "Don't be so nervous."

He had listened to the conversation between Chi Zhao and Zhong Yangqiu in the morning, but he really didn't pay much attention to it.

The jokes among friends are so normal. It is the age of youth. Fu Nan'an is also a substitute teacher in the medical school. He often hears students teasing each other like this. After taking the documents, he quickly forgot about it. He never thought of Chi Zhao will come here to apologize, so cautiously, as if he is afraid that he will be unhappy.

Like...a fluffy puppy clumsily trying to please a human.

For some reason, this wonderful metaphor flashed in Fu Nan'an's mind.

"Professor, you laughed!" Chi Zhao next to him opened his eyes wide in surprise, and scratched his head embarrassingly, "So you're really not angry with me?"

"Well, I'm not angry." Fu Nan'an said, "It's just a trivial matter."

"Great," Chi Zhao also laughed, and hurriedly said, "Then you drink porridge, I just bought it, and it's still hot!"

The porridge was indeed warm, so warm that the palms of hands were warm, and Fu Nan'an's lips curled up a little, and he said, "Okay."