Disciplinary Guidelines

Jiang Heng and Ji Yao didn't hide the matter of getting back together again, they both notified a few close friends immediately.

That night, Jiang Heng also sent a photo of the dining table to Moments, not to mention two sets of bowls and chopsticks shining brightly on it, and a piece of Ji Yao's wrist was exposed in the corner of the camera.

On that white wrist was a watch with a belt, and there was a little ambiguous red mark on the outside of the belt at the wrist bone, which seemed a bit suggestive.

This photo caused a wave of waves, and old friends who knew Jiang Heng sent their blessings one after another. Even Zhou Qingbai, who received the news early, sent a 200 yuan red envelope to "mean meaning", not to mention other people who wanted to share with Jiang Heng. The one who rewired.

While eating, Jiang Heng flicked the phone screen casually, from time to time he smiled with his lips curled up, and wiped his hands to reply.

"Are you still eating?" Ji Yao finished a bowl of pre-dinner soup, and seeing him still playing with his mobile phone, he couldn't help but frighten him: "Nobody cares about your stomachache for a while."

"Then I will sue you for domestic abuse." Jiang Heng said with a smile.

"You don't come here." Dr. Ji's legal knowledge is obviously not enough to be deceived. Hearing this, he snorted and muttered in a low voice: "China hasn't accepted gay marriage yet, you are not protected."

"De facto marriage is also considered marriage." Jiang Heng said confidently.

Ji Yao was amused by his virtue of opening his eyes and telling nonsense. Just as he put down his chopsticks and was about to say something, he heard a notification tone from his mobile phone, and a payment receipt popped up on Alipay.

"...What are you doing?" Ji Yao changed the subject: "Gag me."

"Gift money." Jiang Heng lowered his head, covered the smile on his lips with a soup bowl, and said solemnly: "According to the rules, it should be half divided."

Ji Yao was puzzled at first, then unlocked the phone, and before he could check the amount, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming number of WeChat messages asking for news.

Ji Yao struggled to drop two pages of little red dots, and then read the whole story from between the lines.

He and Jiang Heng's mutual friends all came to ask about the "official announcement". Ji Yao picked out a few good friends and replied "It's me", then sneaked a glance at Jiang Heng on the opposite side, acting like a thief He straightened his phone, tapped twice on the screen, and opened Jiang Heng's circle of friends pretending to reply to the message.

That photo was still hanging brightly on the top, and Jiang Heng only matched eight words—reunion after a long absence, meeting unexpectedly.

To reunite after a long absence is to find something lost, and to meet unexpectedly is a tacit understanding. It seems that he didn't mention Ji Yao a word, but it seems that he wrote it between the lines.

Ji Yao pursed his lips, and couldn't help but secretly saved this screenshot of Moments in his mobile phone.

He didn't ask Jiang Heng why he made such a high-profile official announcement all of a sudden, but when he got to work the next morning, Ji Yao took advantage of the time before the ward rounds to go to the logistics and personnel department first, and asked for his return from the personnel department. emergency contacts.

"Why do you want this all of a sudden?" The little girl in charge of personnel stood up, and while running to the front of the file rack to find Ji Yao's material manuscript, she asked puzzledly: "Is the director going to do information verification again? Why didn't I receive any news?" .”

"No." Ji Yao leaned against her desk and smiled, "Just update."

Ji Yao is a foreigner and has no immediate family members in Shanghai. When he joined the job, he just came to Shanghai and had no foundation, and happened to have a falling out with his family, so the emergency contact column was simply left blank, leaving only a special In case of unit power of attorney to the hospital.

Later, although he successfully settled down in Shanghai and had a few sporadic friends, this contact person was still empty. It was not until Jiang Heng moved into his home that Ji Yao thought of such a thing.

The original ink of the draft was a little faded, Ji Yao bent over, placed the piece of paper on a stack of materials on the table, and filled in Jiang Heng's name and contact information stroke by stroke.

The little girl in charge of personnel has already called up the update page of the electronic version. She lay on the table and stared at him after writing this line, and then asked with a smile, "Dr. Ji finally found a good friend?"

Ji Yao hummed, returned the pen to the other party, thought for a while, and then corrected: "Boyfriend."

It is not a smart choice to disclose sexual orientation in the workplace, but just as Gian Yao would have made the choice to come out, it is not a big deal to be stupid once in a while with special people.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and while entering the new information into the system, she secretly gave him a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." The other party said.

"It's okay." Ji Yao didn't care much about it, he waved his hand and said, "Anyway, it will take a long time, and sooner or later you will know."

The hospital where Ji Yao works is quite large in Shanghai, and he has seen countless worlds, not to mention homosexuality, and even more excessive ethical relationships. He doesn’t know how many patients he has received. No matter what caused the disturbance, only the old-fashioned old director secretly called him into the office to talk, and told him to keep the secret well, so as not to let the patients know, so as to avoid any unnecessary speculation.

Ji Yao understood these things and made a promise with a good attitude, so the old director didn't say anything, and waved him to do his own work.

Several interns in the general surgery department have recently completed their rotation and changed to a new department. Ji Yao and the others can also take a break and rest for a while.

However, Jiang Heng is obviously not as lucky as Ji Yao. During Xiao Tong's return to China, Jiang Heng gave up a lot of work in order to accompany her, but Li Wen's case is pending, and the court has not officially announced the verdict. Can be busy.

The day before yesterday, news came from Li Linghua that there was a new trend in Zhou Fang's case, so Jiang Heng had to start looking at the files again and sort out the previous chain of evidence.

But although Jiang Heng was busy, he didn't work overtime. Almost every day when Ji Yao came home from get off work, he could be seen sitting on the sofa in the living room dealing with work.

"Why don't you just keep it in the office." Ji Yao hung his coat at the door and said while slipping on his shoes, "This posture is so tiring."

The apartment Ji Yao rented was for single white-collar workers. It was small in size, with only one bedroom and one living room, and no study room. Jiang Heng could only read files on the coffee table if he wanted to read them.

But the height difference between the coffee table and the sofa is obviously not suitable for office work, Ji Yao looked tired and flustered for him.

"That won't work." Jiang Heng said without raising his head: "It's nothing if you don't go home after get off work, it's not good for family harmony."

"Then set up a table for you in the bedroom?" Ji Yao asked.

"Forget it." Seeing him enter the door, Jiang Heng gathered the documents into a pile and put them aside, stretched out his hand and pressed the back of his neck, leaned back on the sofa back, and walked towards him with his eyes facing Ji Yao: "Anyway, wait After the decoration over there is completed, we won’t live here anymore, so why bother.”

Ji Yao was noncommittal, just walked towards him, knelt on the sofa with one knee, and hooked his glasses frame with his hand.

Jiang Heng blinked, let him take off his glasses, then raised his head in this posture, and kissed Ji Yao carefully and long.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Heng put his arms around Ji Yao's waist and pulled him into his arms.

"The court will be held next Wednesday." Jiang Heng said, "Do you want to attend the hearing?"