After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

Su Dong walked out of the hotel and walked towards the hospital. He looked at the tenderness in the photos on his phone and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He thought of the intimate contact with Wen Wen last night, and her bright eyes and pitiful appearance.

He suddenly understood that even though he had only had one intimate contact, and even though the two had just met yesterday, he had already fallen slightly in love with this girl.

He decided to pursue Wen Wen and let her become his girlfriend. He believed that as long as he loved her and cared about her with all his heart, he would be able to touch her heart.

Su Dong began to seriously think about his future and tender relationship. Maybe they could really have further development and an infinitely better future.

Soon, under the professional shadowless lights in the operating room, Su Dong stared intently at the patient on the operating table. His eyes were firm and deep, as if they contained endless wisdom and strength.

His hands, slender and powerful, skillfully manipulated the scalpel and forceps, and every movement was precise, as if playing a beautiful symphony.

The operating room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant. This smell could not cover up the unique fresh smell of his body, which was like the fragrance of pine wood with a hint of sunshine.

His face was chiseled, his nose was high, and his lips were slightly raised. Even in such a serious occasion, it was still difficult to conceal his handsomeness.

There was no tremor in his eyes, only firmness and determination. Every incision and every stitch is meticulous, like an artist's careful carving. Every movement he made was done so calmly and leisurely, as if time stood still in front of him.

There were only him, his doctor and his team in the operating room. They were like an impeccable team, working together in perfect harmony and each performing their duties. Their eyes met, full of trust and encouragement.

Su Dong's heart was filled with awe and piety. He knows that the scalpel in his hand carries the patient's life and hope. He is not only performing an operation, but also fulfilling the responsibilities and mission of a doctor.

The operation was finally over. Su Dong gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tired and satisfied smile on his face.

He knew that he had just completed a miracle in his life. He used his professionalism, focus and love to create miracles in life again and again.

The moment he walked out of the operating room, warm sunlight shone on his body through the glass, giving him a golden halo.

He gently opened the window and took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling the gentle breeze blowing on his cheeks.

He knows that in the coming days, he will face more challenges and tests. But he is not afraid, because he knows that as long as he sticks to his beliefs and ideals, all problems will be solved.

The message from Wen Rou yesterday bounced on his phone, reminding him of her existence all the time. His eyes shone with determination and determination, but there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

He knew that from this moment on, his life would undergo more changes and become more colorful because of the appearance of tenderness.

He took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a moment to send a message to Wen Wen: "I am in the operating room and just completed an operation. Where are you now?"

His fingers danced lightly on the keyboard on the screen, and every word was full of sincerity and affection. He knew that his and Wen Wen's story had just begun, and that this story would have countless possibilities and happy endings waiting for them to write.

However, Wen Wenwen was lying in An Zhen's arms at this moment. She had not looked at her phone all night. She just wanted to solve An Zhen's 'big trouble'.

"I still want to drink water. Mr. An, please excuse me -" There was a hint of shyness and pleading in the gentle voice.

Her eyes were full of expectation, as if there was a magical force driving An Zhen. Her eyes were filled with crystal light. To An Zhen, the twinkling light was as bright as the stars he saw at night when he was a child.

Although An Zhen's heart was full of rejection and his thoughts were struggling with contradictions, his hands and feet seemed to have a consciousness of their own, and he bumped out of bed uncontrollably.

His movements seemed a little clumsy, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force towards the teapot on the table. He carefully picked up the water glass and poured a glass of water.

The clear water ripples in the cup, as if carrying An Zhen's heart. He slowly walked towards Wen Wen and handed the water to Wen Wen.

Wen Wen immediately changed her eyes to a look of gratitude. At this moment, she no longer had any fear of An Zhen.

When An Zhen sat back beside her again, she whispered: "Thank you——"

Then, a gentle hand naturally hugged An Zhen's arm.

An Zhen was attracted by her voice and couldn't help but look down at her. At that moment, their eyes met in the air, as if time had stopped.

He saw the sincerity and gratitude in her eyes, as well as her trust and reliance on him. He felt as if his whole body was frozen, as if he had lost the ability to move.

His heartbeat quickened and blood rushed through his veins, as if trying to break through the confines of his skin. He tried to control his emotions, but found that he could not help but fall into her tenderness.

He wanted to respond to her 'thank you', but he didn't know how to say it. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles, but he knew that no matter what, he could not resist her attraction to him.

So, he gently reached out his hand and hugged her arm naturally. He felt her body tremble slightly, but she didn't resist.

Wen Wen leaned her head on An Zhen's shoulder, as if she was telling him her thoughts.

But the feeling of tenderness is completely different. Her expression, tone and eyes are all disguised by the strong belief in her heart. At this moment, she just feels nauseated when facing An Zhen.

"I haven't gone to Mount Fuji to ski this year." This sentence seemed to be said to himself, but also seemed to be deliberately intended for An Zhen to hear.

She looked at him tenderly, her eyes lingering, hoping to find some resonance on his face. He turned his head slightly and met Wen Wen's eyes. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

"Do you like skiing?" Gentle asked softly, her voice full of expectation and curiosity.

An Zhen didn't answer. He raised his wrist and clicked on his watch, and whispered: "Arrange a flight to Mount Fuji the day after tomorrow. The two doctors should also be taken with them. They will be responsible for treating Miss Wen. There are also nutritionists, masseurs, and life housekeepers. , you have to bring it with you. You don’t need a chef, there are many excellent local chefs to choose from.”

After saying this, An Zhen said in a deep voice: "Are you satisfied, Miss Wen? Is your physical condition suitable for skiing?"

Gentle smiled sweetly: "I'm very satisfied, I think I can do it!"