Disciplinary Guidelines

"Who would fall twice in the same pit?"

The result of the trial was good, and Ji Yao resumed normal work the next day.

Colleagues from their department took 5 minutes out of their busy schedules to hold a brief "removal of bad luck ceremony" for him. The water was stuffed into Ji Yao's hand, and he watched him drink it.

"They are all high-achieving students, as for what?" Ji Yao was quite speechless: "Stay away from feudal superstition."

The colleague who replaced him the most held a glass, waved his hand arrogantly, and said: "What's wrong with drinking water, eight glasses of water a day is healthy!"

Both science and superstition are correct, and it has the feeling of modern young people.

The little nurse pawed at the door frame and laughed, and joined in the fun and said, "How about it, Doctor Ji, my Mercury Retrograde Death Talisman is useful!"

As soon as Ji Yao saw her, he remembered that she had "betrayed" him behind his back, his forehead hurt suddenly, and he pointed at her from the air, gnashing his teeth, but it was harmless.

The general surgery department was extremely busy, and the young people couldn't argue for too long. After a few minutes of gossip, they went to the surgery.

Ji Yao was away a few days ago, so it was rare to be free this morning. After finishing the house inspection and writing the case report, he had nothing to do for the time being, so he couldn't help but check his phone a few more times.

Jiang Heng's dialogue box has been quiet since it appeared in his contacts last night.The blank dialog box stands abruptly at the top of all the contacts, attracting Ji Yao's attention from time to time.

Jiang Heng is a very calm person, he has always been able to do things with ease and has no stage fright, as if everything that happens is within his expectations, so that it is sometimes difficult for Ji Yao to guess his intentions.

After a night passed, the sky dawned, and Ji Yao woke up from the long winter night of drizzle yesterday, and even the tacit atmosphere became illusory, no matter how he thought it was unreal.

But the contact person is always real, Ji Yao opened WeChat for the sixth time today, and then subconsciously pressed the lock screen.

Ji Yao gradually discovered his absent-mindedness—it was okay after he entered the working state, but he couldn't think of anything else for the time being.But once he was free, he couldn't concentrate. He wrote two lines and deleted four lines in the thesis. When making coffee, he took the brown sugar ginger tea from the women's corner by mistake.

He finally realized that this was not going to work, so after Ji Yao No. 11 tapped on his phone, he gritted his teeth and took the initiative to send a message to Jiang Heng.

"Is the fever gone?" he asked.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon Beijing time, Mr. Jiang is probably busy with work, so he didn't reply to him in seconds.

Ji Yao took the cup to the tea room and brushed off the brown sugar ginger tea powder, then came back shaking the water drops on his hands, and made himself a cup of coffee again.

It wasn't until Dr. Ji sat back at his desk again that Jiang Heng's reply was long overdue.

"much better."

Mr. Jiang's reply was cold and indifferent, but he attached a photo to slightly neutralize the alienation brought by the text.

The photo shows the degree on the electronic thermometer, which shows 37 degrees, which has dropped back to normal body temperature.

Ji Yao clicked on the picture and zoomed out, and then couldn't help but take a closer look, only to find that the background light of the picture was dim, and it looked like it was taken in the early morning.

Jiang Heng is not a person who goes all over the street to show weakness and is sick, so it goes without saying who this photo was prepared for in advance.

Ji Yao licked his lips, deleted, deleted, edited and changed in the dialog box, and let him know.

Jiang Heng didn't reply this time, but the blank dialog box was filled with text, and the photo took up one-third of the screen, which seemed to have a strong sense of presence.

Satisfied, Ji Yao locked the screen of his phone and went to do serious business with a coffee cup in his hand.

On the 53rd floor of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in the first phase of the International Finance Center, Jiang Heng put away his mobile phone and signaled the waiter who served the food to put the black truffle mushroom soup in front of the person opposite.

"Let me put the clear stew here, thank you."

Ge Xing raised his head from the lamb chops, glanced at the stew pot with clear soup and little water in front of Jiang Heng in surprise, and asked wonderingly, "Are you eating so vegetarian now?"

"Nursing the stomach." Jiang Heng said and put away the phone: "Which lawyer can escape occupational diseases."

"Don't, I don't mind." Ge Xing winked at him and signaled him: "Let's talk, just pretend I'm not here and chat casually."

Last night Ji Yao sent Ge Xing a red envelope on a whim, but Ge Hongniang keenly sensed something unusual in it, so she made a quick decision and flew here after buying a ticket overnight.

The rich second generation like them are so busy all day long that they are in a panic. When they encounter gossip, they can't wait to sit in a hot air balloon to listen to it. Jiang Heng went back to the company today to deal with work, but he was blocked by Ge Hongniang before he got off work. In the office building, I had to ask him "how is your life" in a roundabout way.

After all, Ge Xing was closer to Jiang Heng, and he didn't dare to disturb Dr. Ji, who was saving lives and helping the wounded, so he would only push his old friend hard.

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, unlocked the phone screen openly to call up the chat interface, and slid the phone in front of Ge Xing across the table.

Ge Xing hissed and said "This is not good" in embarrassment, while honestly wiping his hands and swiping up and down the chat history.

It's a pity that the two people who just resumed contact were quite indifferent, and there were only five messages in addition to the system notification, and they couldn't be checked.

"Qingbai lied about the military situation." Ge Hongniang said sadly: "He clearly told me that the bartender saw you two walking away hugging each other."

Jiang Heng: "..."

It can be seen how terrible things like rumors are, but if you open your mouth two more times, you will not even recognize the person involved.

"I just got back in touch, so there's actually nothing to say." Jiang Heng stirred the soup with a spoon: "Take your time."

Ge Xing looked at his face, and after cooling down from that fanatical matchmaker state, a somewhat serious look appeared on his face.

He returned the phone to Jiang Heng, and asked tentatively, "What are you taking your time? Are you still interested?"

"I won't come here if I'm not interested." Jiang Heng laughed and said, "I'm not addicted to flirting with my ex."

Jiang Heng knew that he made a wrong decision back then.

He should use a more mature and straightforward method to end his relationship with Ji Yao.Instead of turning around and leaving in hot blood, so as to never see him again.

Ever since he was a child, Jiang Heng has always understood one thing - an "immature" style of dealing with things will bring hidden dangers and countless troubles.

For example, Ji Yao is.

If he could have calmed down, said the word "breakup" on the spot, smoothed out the chicken feathers with Ji Yao, and then made a clean break, maybe he would not have cared about it until now.

He will be uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but after three years, he should have started a new stage of life long ago. After letting go of the past as a life experience, he can find a more suitable one.

But Jiang Heng didn't say anything at that time, so the tail remained in place, which prevented him from moving forward.

"What about him?" Ge Xing asked.

"He is not married, so coming to Shanghai is the most obvious answer." Jiang Heng said.

The word "marriage" touched Ge Xing's sensitive nerves, and the matchmaker who came all the way to listen to the gossip almost sprayed a mouthful of mushroom soup on the table.

"Married?" Ge Xing said, "Because of this?"

"uh-huh."

Ge Xing's eyes became a little weird for a moment, he looked at Jiang Heng for a while, then sighed lightly, and said: "If I knew this earlier, I would not engage in after-sales."

"It's not as serious as you think." Jiang Heng said and moved his fingers. He suddenly wanted to have a cigarette, but he was afraid that this was in a restaurant, so he held back.

After being together for three years, Jiang Heng knew Ji Yao very well, and he also clearly knew that Ji Yao's whole body was covered with shackles of skin and flesh.

From the time when his friend told him that Ji Yao had arranged a wedding banquet, until he and Ji Yao parted ways, Jiang Heng knew in his heart that Ji Yao didn't betray his feelings at that time, he just wanted to solve the predicament at that time.

Even until now, Jiang Heng firmly believes in this point - this is not only his understanding of Ji Yao, but also his confidence in himself.

He is a lawyer who is good at reasoning and reasoning.He guessed that Ji Yao might want to find someone to marry first, and then leave after a while.

The concepts of "divorced" and "unmarried" are completely different, and the family pressures they face are also different.Although this was a stupid way, it was probably the most direct method Ji Yao could think of at that time.

Jiang Heng even guessed that Ji Yao probably reached an agreement with the woman secretly to achieve his goal.

But knowing is one thing, understanding is another.

It is absolutely impossible for Jiang Heng and his lover to be intermingled with a woman, even if this woman has no skin relationship with Ji Yao, or even because of interests, Jiang Heng cannot accept it.

People's hearts are hard to predict. Once a third person gets involved, someone will definitely lose something for it.

Jiang Heng had no intention of bullying a strange woman, so from the moment he learned that the wedding banquet was finalized, he knew that he and Ji Yao were over.

But what happened later made Jiang Heng unpredictable. He really didn't expect that Ji Yao would rebel against his parents after he left, and thus came to Shanghai alone.

To some extent, he knew Ji Yao better than Ji Yao himself, so Jiang Heng knew at that moment that maybe the tail he left before had a chance to solve it.

For better or for worse, this time it will all come to an end.

Ge Xing has known Jiang Heng for many years, much longer than Ji Yao.He looked at Jiang Heng's expression and sighed very lightly.

"Then what are you going to do?" Ge Xing said, "Do it again? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go back to the old way?"

What Ji Yao didn't ask, fell into Jiang Heng's ear again through Ge Xing's mouth. Lawyer Jiang smiled, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Who would fall twice in the same pit?" Jiang Heng said softly.