Not the antidote

In less than a month, the hospital sent a message asking Yang Jing to go back to work.When Yang Jing received the call from the director himself, he didn't have much emotional ups and downs just like when he was forced to take a vacation.

The intern was particularly enthusiastic. He not only made a cup of hot tea for Yang Jing, but also specially prepared a bunch of breakfast for him.In his heart, it was obvious that the disturbance and revenge incident this time made him admire Yang Jing's calm and calm handling style.

When Fang Fei knocked on the door and came in, the intern doctor was convincing Yang Jing that he wanted to treat him to a dinner for celebration and reward.

"Ah, by the way, how about going with Dr. Fang?"

Fang Fei looked away from Yang Jing's face, and asked him where he was going with a smile.After getting the answer, Fang Fei's eyes returned to the original place, his eyes were squinted, and he said, "Of course I am very happy, but the premise is that you have to ask Dr. Yang to agree."

Yang Jing and him looked at each other, looked at his smiling eyes, and listened to the intern's words of persuasion back and forth, and finally felt a little loose, "If there is no operation tonight."

Fang Fei's eyes lit up immediately, almost as if seeing the dawn of hope.The intern clapped his hands, "That's the deal."

Unfortunately, there are always some unsatisfactory times.

Urgent and special patients and very important operations made the agreed dinner a bubble.

"Doctor Fang, Dr. Yang is not free to follow the director for surgery, why don't we go eat together?" Looking at Fang Fei who came at the appointed time, the intern scratched his head and said.

"Well, since the protagonist is not here, let's go to the cafeteria and have some casual food together."

"It's okay, but Doctor Fang doesn't come off work?"

"There is a report that has not been completed, and I plan to write it in the hospital before leaving."

"Haha, that's right, it's quite troublesome to save so much information going back and forth."

"Ah."

If he hadn't been too tired on duty and had to go directly to the lounge to sleep, seeing Fang Fei still in the office at two o'clock in the morning, he would have to ask again, "Doctor Fang, the report hasn't been finished after so long?".

It was close to three o'clock when the operation was over, and Yang Jing frowned and walked wearily to the office area after tidying up.When I passed Gandan's first office, there was a light inside, and the door was ajar.By the time Yang Jing came to his senses, he had already stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Inside, the female doctor who was so sleepy and yawning saw the person at the door that she stopped yawning in fright, and stammered, "Yang... Doctor Yang?"

"……Um."

Embarrassed for a moment, Yang Jing swept his eyes and closed the door again.

When he returned to the office where he was in a state of confusion, when he entered the door and raised his eyes, he saw an insulated lunch box on his desk.

☆、Chapter 9