I accidentally messed with a wealthy family, and my blind date was the CEO.

Song Yanghao smiled slightly, with a hint of emotion in his eyes: "I'm here for a review. You know, although you have recovered well after the operation, you still need to come to the hospital for check-ups from time to time."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at him, her eyes full of concern. She stretched out her hand and touched his face gently. This was her doctor's habit and the concern of her friends: "You are still in the recovery stage. Take good care of yourself and don't let him suffer." The body is hurt again.”

Song Yanghao caught the concern in Jiang Yuzhu's eyes and smiled.

"My physical fitness has always been pretty good, and I have been working hard to repair and exercise during this period. Thanks to you, my body is almost recovered."

Song Yanghao coughed, breaking the delicate atmosphere, and he said a little embarrassedly.

"Dr. Jiang, if you are free tonight, I would like to treat you to dinner."

Jiang Yuzhu was startled for a moment, then his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was thinking about how to respond. In that moment of silence, her fingertips tapped on the bench unconsciously, which was her habit when thinking.

"Yang Hao, I really appreciate your help just now, but this is just my responsibility. There is a distance between doctors and patients, and we don't need to get too involved in personal emotions." Her voice was like the stream of early spring, cold and cold And pure.

The expectation in Song Yanghao's eyes gradually dimmed, but he still tried to maintain a smile and try to hide his disappointment: "I understand, I just want to express my gratitude, nothing else."

Jiang Yuzhu sighed softly and his eyes softened: "Yang Hao, I know you mean well. It's just that sometimes, keeping a distance is good for both of us."

Song Yanghao took a deep breath and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just nodded slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be as far away as the distance between Jiang Yuzhu.

At this time, there were hurried footsteps at the end of the corridor, and a nurse came quickly: "Dr. Jiang, there is a situation in the ward, and I need you to go there."

Jiang Yuzhu immediately stood up, turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor. Before leaving, she did not look back, she just said softly: "Thank you, Yang Hao."

Song Yanghao sat on the bench, his eyes gradually disappearing into the distance following Jiang Yuzhu's back.

There was a subtle emotion in the air that he had not expected.

He had always known that he admired this young, talented doctor, but this appreciation now seemed to go beyond its original boundaries.

He recalled the first time he met Jiang Yuzhu.

At that time, she was focused and dedicated, treating every patient as if she were a family member.

And her firm eyes and spirit of never giving up made him feel extremely at ease.

From that moment on, he knew he had met someone special.

He sighed softly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He understood that it was not easy to get close to such a professional and arrogant person, let alone the identities of patient and doctor between them.

However, he decided to give it a try, if only to get to know her better.

An hour later, Song Yanghao stood in front of the hospital's coffee shop, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

He knew that Jiang Yuzhu had the habit of drinking coffee. Whenever the night shift was over, she would come here to have a drink. This was her way of relaxing.

After a while, as he expected, Jiang Yuzhu walked slowly into the coffee shop.

She saw him, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Yang Hao, why are you still here?" she asked.

Song Yanghao smiled softly: "I know you have the habit of drinking coffee, so I bought a cup for you. I hope you won't mind."

Jiang Yuzhu smiled slightly and nodded: "Thank you."

The two sat down, and that subtle atmosphere filled the air again.

Song Yanghao mustered up his courage, took a deep breath, and then said, "Yuzhu, actually I really want to know you, why you chose the profession of doctor, and why you are so persistent."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at him with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

She was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Because I hope to give others hope and the courage to live through my hands."

Jiang Yuzhu's words were still echoing in Song Yanghao's ears, but at this warm moment, she suddenly stood up: "I'm sorry, Yang Hao, I still have things to deal with." She smiled softly, but there was an indescribable heaviness in her eyes.

Song Yanghao was a little surprised, but he didn't stop him. He just nodded slightly to express his understanding.

He watched her slender back disappear outside the door of the coffee shop, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Jiang Yuzhu hurriedly walked into the corridor of the hospital and turned into his office.

The door was not closed tightly, and a slanting light came through. She immediately realized that someone was waiting for her in the office.

Pei Jingchuan sat at her desk with deep eyes, as if he had been waiting for a while. He looked a little tired, but the determination in his eyes did not weaken at all.

"Jingchuan, why are you here?" Jiang Yuzhu asked, her tone seemed to be more relaxed.

Pei Jingchuan looked at her and said softly: "I heard that you received an important patient today. I'm worried about you."

Pei Jingchuan's eyes seemed to have a deeper meaning. He asked a little hastily: "Who is that man in the coffee shop?"

Jiang Yuzhu was a little surprised. He didn't expect Pei Jingchuan to know what happened to him in the coffee shop just now.

She shook her head gently: "His name is Song Yanghao, and he is a patient in our hospital."

Pei Jingchuan's eyes changed slightly, and the depth was mixed with a trace of doubt and anxiety.

patient? ?

Why did he vaguely feel that he had seen that person?

"Patient?" Pei Jingchuan repeated softly, as if to confirm that he heard correctly. Then he leaned forward slightly, "Yuzhu, are you sure he is just an ordinary patient?"

Jiang Yuzhu was slightly startled. She bit her lip gently, with some doubts in her eyes.

"Of course, he is indeed a patient in our hospital. I don't understand why you are so nervous."

A rare sneer appeared at the corner of Pei Jingchuan's mouth. He seemed to be thinking about something, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Assistant Qin." He called softly.

At the door, Assistant Qin came quickly.

"Mr. Pei."

Pei Jingchuan nodded: "Go check Song Yanghao's information. I want to know his condition before he was in the hospital."

Assistant Qin nodded with firm eyes: "Yes, I'll do it right away."