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On Friday, Qiao Hao came home from the evening shift and saw an extra pair of shoes at the door.

It was a pair of high-heeled shoes with a very pointed toe and a heel of seven or eight centimeters.

Qiao Hao knew without guessing that it belonged to his sister Qiao Min.

Sure enough, in the living room, Qiao Min was sitting on the sofa drinking beer and watching TV.

"Are you back? I asked Mom for the key to your place, and I'll stay overnight on the sofa. I can just sleep on the sofa." Qiao Min winked at Qiao Hao on the sofa.

"Did you quarrel with your brother-in-law?" Qiao Hao took off his coat and ran into the bathroom to wash his hands.

"It's a divorce!" Qiao Min said as if nothing happened.

Qiao Hao poked his head out from the bathroom, "Really?"

"Otherwise, why would I sleep here with you? Brother, it's a good thing you have a place to stay here." Qiao Min pretended to wipe away tears.

Qiao Hao dubiously believed her words, "Aren't you and your brother-in-law doing well?"

"Love has turned cold." Qiao Min raised his head and drank the beer in his hand.

This was the second can on the table. Seeing this, Qiao Hao threw both empty cans into the trash can.

"Hey, let me tell you, don't go home these days, our mother is in menopause, and she is about to collapse after encountering such a terrible thing like me." Qiao Min put her feet on the sofa and said to Qiao Hao.

Qiao Hao didn't speak, walked into the room and began to change the sheets - how could he let Qiao Min sleep on the sofa, this sister who was two years older than him, he didn't dare to mess with since he was a child.

"I heard that your blind date is pornographic again?" Qiao Min said loudly in the living room at this time.

"Take care of yourself, wash up and sleep quickly." Qiao Hao buried himself in making the bed.

"Hey, I heard that girl is very nice and interested in you." Qiao Min's voice was closer, and she was already leaning against the door frame.

"I don't feel it." Thinking of that girl, Qiao Hao still felt guilty.

"Seriously, are you the one?"

Qiao Hao raised his head and stared at Qiao Min, "Which one?"

"Comrade! Didn't boys write love letters to you in junior high school?" Qiao Min folded his arms and laughed out loud.

Qiao Hao realized that she was just joking.

It's just that the joke isn't very funny.

It was late at night, and Qiao Hao, who was lying on the sofa, couldn't fall asleep for a while.

He remembered the last time he slept on the sofa. That time, someone was like his sister, sleeping on his bed with peace of mind, and was still in bed the next day.

Qiao Hao regretted that he didn't ask him clearly about what happened ten years ago, whether there was really such a love letter, and whether he hurt him at that time.

But now, it seems that there is no need to ask again.

Don't say that that person already has someone who is so in love with him that he gets carried away. Even if it really happened ten years ago, speaking now, it's just like a joke in his sister's mouth. A junior high school student...

But Qiao Hao had to admit that when Qiao Min asked, "Are you the one?", his heart skipped a beat.

In fact, he and Qiao Min have a good relationship. Although the two grew up fighting each other, because they are similar in age, they "cover" each other, in front of their parents and outsiders.

For a while, Qiao Hao had the urge to confess to Qiao Min, but in the end he still lacked the courage.

Now that the two of them are getting older, it seems that there are fewer and fewer things to say.

Qiao Min didn't tell him about the marriage in detail, and he didn't want to tell Qiao Min his secrets.

But what is certain is that even if Qiao Min is as cheerful as Qiao Min, he would probably find it difficult to accept the fact that his younger brother is a different kind.

Qiao Hao thought of her smiling face when she was joking, and could only comfort himself that this woman drank too much.

The next day, Qiao Hao went to the morning shift again.

Early in the morning, he received a call from his mother, asking him if Qiao Min was with him, and asked him to persuade Qiao Min to live a good life and not to be too busy.

Qiao Hao glanced at the unkempt woman who had just woken up and kept winking at him, echoed repeatedly, and hung up the phone before his mother began to scold him.

The weather was not very good that day, it was gloomy, and it made people feel bad.Qiao Hao was riding on the bike, hoping that there would not be too many patients in the outpatient clinic that day.

When entering the hospital gate, Qiao Hao saw a person.

The man got out of a Mercedes and waved goodbye to the people inside. When he was about to leave, the people in the car seemed to stop him.Then, a woman ran out of the car, grabbed the neck of the man outside the car, and kissed him lightly on the face.

That man is none other than Huo Yan.And the woman who kissed her, Qiao Hao recognized, was the one from last time.

Frowning involuntarily, Qiao Hao just wanted to speed up and just rode over like this, but finally, Huo Yan watched the woman get into the car and at the same time saw him not far away.

Still polite and calm, Huo Yan smiled and nodded at him.

Qiao Hao raised the corners of his mouth reluctantly, pedaled faster, and rode straight to the carport.

He didn't want to look at the picture in front of him, but he couldn't control his anger.

Sure enough, the weather wasn't good enough, he thought.

It's a pity that I don't want to meet, but I can meet.In the hospital lobby, Qiao Hao, who had just parked his bicycle and came in, saw Huo Yan again while waiting for the elevator.

The man happened to be waiting for the elevator.

"Doctor Qiao, go to work so early." Huo Yan greeted him first.

"Yeah." Qiao Hao's tone was blunt, feeling helpless to meet again.

But immediately, the helplessness turned into frustration——when entering the elevator, Huo Yan pressed down on the nineteenth floor.

Qiao Hao's hand, which was already stretched out to press on the twelfth floor, froze in mid-air.

"Just one." Huo Yan said to him.

Subconsciously, Qiao Hao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was more than half an hour before work time.

He could only bite the bullet, Qiao Hao felt that he was really benevolent to Shi Dongdong.

Finally, the nineteenth floor arrived.Qiao Hao made a gesture to go to the office on the left side of the corridor entrance, while Huo Yan was also going to the ward on the other side.

Before leaving, Huo Yan said goodbye to Qiao Hao.

Qiao Hao looked at the man who had already walked a few steps, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Huo."

Huo Yan turned his head and looked inquiringly.

"If you can't give Shi Dongdong what he wants, why not tell him clearly." Qiao Hao himself was shocked by this blurted out sentence.

But, no matter how abrupt, he has already said it.

Huo Yan turned around and looked at Qiao Hao carefully.

"It seems that Doctor Qiao not only understands Dongdong's condition."

"Understanding the patient's psychology is equally important for treatment." Qiao Hao insisted, the unhappiness in his heart made him fearless of the gaze of the man in front of him, although he had to admit that it was very oppressive.

"You are a conscientious doctor." Huo Yan's gaze was finally not as sharp as before. "But, are you sure you made it clear that you won't irritate him?"

Qiao Hao's heart sank. It seems that this person really wanted to "clear" with Shi Dongdong.So how stupid is what that self-righteous fool is doing now.

"Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain." Qiao Hao said bluntly.Moreover, if he saw you kissing so passionately downstairs in the hospital, wouldn't he be more stimulated?

However, Qiao Hao didn't say the latter sentence.

Because in the corridor, someone came out of the ward.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, stopped for a few months.