Disciplinary Guidelines

"Really?"

Ge Xing looked at his expression, and unconsciously poked the lamb chops with the fork in his hand, smashing the soft and juicy lamb meat, and tremblingly fell on the bones, almost unable to fall off.

Ge Xing sometimes feels that his old friend is good in every way, but he is too mature and rational to take it easy.There are a few young men in their 20s who are not young and frivolous, but Jiang Heng has been in this tone since many years ago. He is gentle, polite, tolerant, and even if he has a falling out with others, he is also amiable. Everything We all know to stay on the line.

Such a person is good, but after a long time, it is easy for others to ignore his own needs.

"I still have to remind you." Ge Xing said: "Xiao Ji's family is just such a single seedling. Don't look at it as if you have fallen out with the family now, as if you have never been in touch with each other. It won't be so in a few years."

Boss Ge still has the same temperament as before, pulling the red line while dismantling the platform, and he doesn't know whether he wants to match people up or keep people away.

"At that time, if his parents get sick or something small happens, the son can't be so cruel." Ge Xing said: "You said that you can't get caught twice. According to your temper, I believe .But who knows what happens after that.”

It is very easy for two people who still have feelings to get back together, but if Ji Yao is faced with a choice again after many years, maybe this trap will reappear and fall in front of the two of them.At that time, whether it is blood jumping in, breaking up again, or stepping over and parting ways politely, in the final analysis, it will be another injury.

"I know what I'm doing." Jiang Heng said, "I also know what I'm doing."

As he spoke, he took a sip of the soup, and seemed to feel that it was a little too weak, so he ground a little black pepper into the soup cup himself.

Ge Xing knew that he had made up his mind, so he stopped persuading him.

"But I'm still curious, what exactly do you like about him?" Ge Xing was puzzled: "You've never been the kind of person who never forgets."

Jiang Heng put the grinding bottle away and stirred the soup pot with a spoon.

When Ge Xing asked this sentence, the bowl of bitter porridge suddenly popped up in Jiang Heng's mind, and the memory associations overlapped with the reality, and even the root of his tongue seemed to have a bitter rice aroma.

Jiang Heng pursed his lips subconsciously, as if recalling the smell.

"It's all very small things." After a while, Jiang Heng smiled and said softly: "It's all very easy things to do, but only he did it on his own initiative—or, in other words, I only want to learn from him. feel that."

Ge Hongniang has experienced many battles, and has seen many married couples. When it comes to pulling the red line, her eyes are poisonous, which can be said to be clear.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Jiang Heng definitely didn't play the fast food style of playing with Ji Yao.

He is serious.

Based on Boss Ge's in-depth research on emotions, when a person faces the same thing, he can only get pleasure from a certain person, which means he is completely screwed.

No wonder Jiang Heng made an exception this time, and he vaguely wanted to turn his back on grass, Ge Xing thought, co-authoring this grass was particularly delicious back then.

Boss Ge remembered the thoughtless 200 yuan red envelope lying in his WeChat contacts, and suddenly felt that after three years, maybe the two of them could have a different ending this time.

"Then I won't say anything." Ge Xing said carelessly: "If it's done, remember to send me a red envelope."

Jiang Heng was delighted when he heard it: "You are really... Do you want me to send you a box of red eggs?"

"Yes, why not." Ge Xing raised his eyebrows: "If you dare to give, I dare to accept."

The poor lamb chop under Boss Ge's hands had been poked into a piece of felt cloth by him, and he couldn't eat it at all. He put the knife and fork away, and decided not to force himself, and let the lamb chop go.

"By the way, I'm going to stay in Shanghai for a few days." Ge Xing changed the subject and said, "I live downstairs. If you have anything interesting, call me anytime."

When investigating Li Linghua's case before, Jiang Heng used Ge Xing's relationship to transfer Li Wen's vehicle records from the drag racing club, and after careful calculation, he still owed Boss Ge a favor.

"Okay." Jiang Heng said: "How about I be the host and go to Qingbai to get together?"

"Alright." Ge Xing thought for a while, took off his coat from the back of the chair, stood up and said, "But I have something to do these two days, so I'll call you when I'm done."

Jiang Heng followed him to stand up and said hello.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Heng asked, "I'll drive you."

"No need." Ge Xing said: "You are busy with your work, we are with each other, and we still use this."

Ge Xing waved his hands carelessly as he spoke, and left with his coat on.

He took the elevator downstairs, walked along the road for a while, and finally stopped a taxi by the side of the road in front of the Oriental Pearl Tower.

The taxi driver asked him where he was going in Shanghai Mandarin, and while swiping his phone, Ge Xing took the red envelope sent to him by Ji Yao, and casually said, "Go to Fushouyuan."

Half a minute later, a new WeChat notification popped up on Ji Yao's phone, and he was subconsciously nervous for a moment, only to find out that it was Ge Xing's red envelope collection record when he clicked on it.

"Keep working hard." Boss Ge's message followed closely: "I'm optimistic about you."

Ji Yao sent him a question mark in a daze, and Ge Xing quickly responded with a voice message.

"I'm in Shanghai." There was a smile in Ge Xing's voice: "I just went to see Jiang Heng, and I heard that you two hooked up again."

Ji Yao: "..."

The use of this word is too Gexing.

Ji Yao suddenly remembered that two months ago he had sworn to Ge Xing that he could sell the "Jiang Heng's Preference Manual" to them as pimps, but he slapped himself before a hundred days passed, which shows that the words should not be said too early, otherwise Sooner or later, you will be slapped in the face.

Ji Yao subconsciously wanted to say that there was no hook-up, but he didn't say this for some reason, but just changed the subject indiscriminately.

"What are you doing in Shanghai?" Ji Yao said, "Do you want me to be your host?"

"Come to Shanghai to watch my after-sales service." Ge Xing laughed: "We are not in a hurry, we will meet again in a few days."

Ge Xing seemed to have only one hobby in his life, and Ji Yao almost choked on his coffee when he saw the words "after-sales service".

He stopped talking nonsense with Ge Xing about these disappearing things, exited his chat interface, and returned to the contact list.

In the next few days, Dr. Ji's work gradually became regular, and he started to beat the back of his head with his feet.

However, the frequency of contact between him and Jiang Heng is a little higher than before, and they occasionally chat with each other.The two of them tacitly entered into a kind of friendly relationship where they can exchange a little bit of daily life. It seems that they are ordinary friends, but they are quite far away from "intimate relationship".

After all, the two of them have shared the same bed for two and a half years. Even if the relationship is not the same, the tacit understanding of communication and some habits of getting along are hard to erase.

On Wednesday, Jiang Heng came to the hospital to review the postoperative situation, just in time for Ji Yao's outpatient clinic.

Ji Yao was very busy that morning, and the time when Jiang Heng came was close to noon, so Ji Yao took a sip of water in his busy schedule and asked him to wait outside for a while after getting the test results.

Jiang Heng didn't have much work anyway, so he nodded dispensably, and sat in the waiting area outside to wait for him.

There are everyone in the general surgery department. Within 5 minutes of sitting, Jiang Heng came face to face with a primary school student wearing a plaster cast, so he stood up again and gave his seat to the patient.

He stood in the way wherever he stood, wandered around, and finally returned to the door of the consulting room.

There was the last family member left in Ji Yao's office. The door of his office was not closed tightly, and it was half-closed, so he could see the situation inside clearly.

The injured one was an old lady, who was surrounded by several young people and sat on the treatment stool in the middle, trembling with pain in the left hand she was supporting.Ji Yao's brows and eyes were very gentle, he pulled the stool closer and sat in front of the old lady, carefully inspecting her wounds.

He was wearing a white coat, looking very patient, hunched over slightly, pointing at the film and talking to the old lady.

The old lady didn't seem to be very good at communicating, she even cried and made a fuss, and almost knocked out the film in Ji Yao's hand with a wave of her hand.

Ji Yao didn't say anything, nor was he impatient, he bent down to pick up his things, and then told her about his condition in a soft voice.

Jiang Heng leaned against the wall opposite the consulting room, looked at him with interest for a while, and suddenly found that Ji Yao had actually grown up—this change was particularly obvious when he was wearing a uniform, as if he had clearly separated from the students. His childishness has truly become an adult who can take responsibility.

The office door was not closed tightly, and Jiang Heng stood too close, and he could still hear the voices inside.He had no intention of prying into the privacy of others, so he walked a little further and went to the vending machine in the lobby on the first floor to buy a bottle of coffee.

When he came back, the group of patients was gone. Ji Yao was off the outpatient class and was asking the medical guide outside where Jiang Heng was going.

Holding the coffee, Jiang Heng called him from behind.

"How dare you drink coffee on an empty stomach?" Ji Yao involuntarily took away the unopened coffee in his hand and said, "It's confiscated."

Jiang Heng clicked his tongue lightly, and said with a smile: "Doctor Ji, there are surveillance cameras watching this."

"I'm responsible for your health, so just shoot." Ji Yao said: "—For the film, bring it to me."

Jiang Heng handed the stack of blood test results and radiography to Ji Yao, and Ji Yao flipped through them and asked, "Why only radiography was done, but what about the results of gastroscope?"

"I'm alone, and I'm not allowed to do it." Jiang Heng said.

Painless gastroscopy requires general anesthesia, and the hospital stipulates that patients must be accompanied by someone. Ji Yao frowned slightly, gathered the checklists in his hand, and said, "Let's go, I will accompany you."