personal problem

After that, chatting with this zombie fan almost became the norm, often at night, sometimes for an hour, and sometimes for only 5 minutes.

Fan Jian sometimes worries that if he leaks too much personal information, he will cause trouble for himself in the not-too-distant future, but when he meets this zombie fan again on the Internet, he will uncontrollably put those who should be Say what should not be said one by one pour out.

They spent a long time discussing life, love, and destiny. At first glance, it didn't look like two men chatting, but instead looked like two sentimental literary young women.

The case of the wedding company was still at a standstill, and the head almost gave up and asked them to get the copywriting of a certain online game first. Fan Jian was almost relieved. After all, the online game advertisements are intended to deceive children, and the audience of the wedding advertisements are all An adult who has experienced the world with sharp eyes.

At noon, Qiu Ming called and asked him to accompany Jiang Wan to IKEA to help move things in a bossy and unceremonious tone.

"Why don't you go?" Fan Jian was annoyed.

"I'm out of town."

"where?"

"The Great Northwest"

Fan Jian helped his forehead helplessly: "If I go with him, what if I am misunderstood by others?"

Qiu Ming sneered: "Do you think everyone is like you, and you will misunderstand when you see two men walking on the road?"

"Then I misunderstood you?"

Qiu Ming coughed dryly: "Anyway, he has no class today, and he will pick you up from your place later, so it's settled."

Humming and humming, he moved a mobile bookcase and brought a double-purpose bed. Perhaps because of his conscience, Jiang Wan invited Fan Jian to eat grilled fish.

"I said, why don't you just give them some money to deliver the goods?" Fan Jian complained.

Jiang Wan shrugged: "I heard from an old classmate that someone pretended to be delivering a courier and killed an old man and a child. From then on, I am not going to let the courier delivery in."

Fan Jian let out an "ah", and suddenly thought that he had seen similar news in the newspaper a few days ago, "Is it the policeman in your class?"

Jiang Wan nodded: "Well, Qi Ning from class two is now the leader of the serious case team, and he didn't go to the class reunion last time."

"What kind of iceberg face doesn't look like it's going to a class reunion?" Fan Jian put a piece of lettuce in his mouth, frowning, "It's a bit old."

Jiang Wan didn't say anything, and waved her hand: "Hey, Wang Huaijin."

Fan Jian froze but didn't turn his head. He heard footsteps behind him, and finally stopped on the right.

"Well, it's a coincidence."

"Why, alone?" Jiang Wan was rarely polite, "How about a meal? Anyway, we've just started eating, Fan Jian, you know it too."

"Okay." Wang Huaijin hesitated, and sat down beside Fan Jian.

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a fake smile that could no longer be fake: "Hey, Director Wang!"

Wang Huaijin also smiled: "Well, long time no see."

Jiang Wan curled her lips and lowered her head to eat.

The three started eating with their own thoughts. Fan Jian was actually a little surprised. In his perception, most doctors are fastidious and obsessed with cleanliness. They generally don't eat spicy or unhygienic things like grilled fish hot pot, but Wang Huaijin seems to accept it well. .

"Are you busy with work?" Wang Huaijin broke the silence.

What Fan Jian hates most is Wang Huaijin, who always asks questions in a firm tone, and there is always an inexplicable sense of superiority in that so-called gentleman and concern, at least he thinks so.

"Who are you asking?" Jiang Wan raised her head with an innocent face.

Wang Huaijin shrugged: "The atmosphere is too quiet, it's just a topic. Maybe you don't have to worry about me, and you can continue talking about the topic you just talked about."

"Oh, we just talked about Qi Ning." Jiang Wan gave Fan Jian a warning look, "We talked about a recent case."

Nearly Thirty Langdang is still entangled in the past, Jiang Wan, are you underestimating me?Fan Jian slandered in his heart, and nodded cooperatively: "Talking about a recent murder case that their group handled."

"Oh? The one with the pregnant female corpse?" Wang Huaijin said casually.

Fan Jian happened to be picking up a piece of fish roe, he paused, and put the fish roe into Wang Huaijin's bowl: "You're welcome, just eat it, Jiang Wan treats you today."

Wang Huaijin stared at the broken fish roe in the bowl with a delicate expression, "Thank you."

Then, he ate it.

Jiang Wan almost laughed out loud, but the person who wanted to be disgusting was turned around, and Fan Jian's expression was as tangled as he wanted.

"No, it's new. The gangster pretended to be a courier and killed a nanny and a few months old child."

Wang Huaijin sighed: "Well, the crime rate is quite high nowadays, everyone should raise their awareness of prevention. By the way, I heard that you went on a blind date at dinner last time. How is it going?" He smiled and looked at Fan Jian, who knew him well. Like long lost brothers.

Fan Jian glared at Jiang Wan, and said desperately, "We met a few times, and everyone felt that it was not suitable. It doesn't matter, it's good to know one more friend."

Wang Huaijin nodded again and again, his face was full of sympathy and understanding, Fan Jian felt an evil fire in his heart, and asked back, "What about you? Are you married?"

Wang Huaijin smiled and shook his head: "Too busy."

Fan Jian regained his energy all of a sudden: "Is your family not in a hurry? Under the pressure of social pressure, public opinion, and various pressures, didn't you go on a blind date?"

Jiang Wan looked at her watch: "I have class in the afternoon, I'll leave after paying the bill, you guys take your time."

Wang Huaijin stood up: "Let me do it, you didn't eat much."

"Forget it, I promised Fan Jian, we'll talk about it next time if you want a treat." Jiang Wan hurriedly settled the bill, turned around and left, leaving behind a very determined back.

"Why do I think...he doesn't really want to have dinner with us." Fan Jian murmured.

Wang Huaijin smiled, and sat across from Fan Jian. Fan Jian noticed that Wang Huaijin's clothing style remained unchanged after so many years, white shirt, white coat, black trousers and black leather shoes...

"My parents are divorced, so they don't care about me." Wang Huaijin added some tea to Fan Jian, "Except for my parents, in this day and age, no one else will meddle in their own business, right?"

Fan Jian looked up at him and didn't speak for a long time. Wang Huaijin met his gaze and didn't avoid it.

"That's it..." Fan Jian squeezed out a sentence for a long time, "Then do you mainly focus on surgery or research in the hospital?"

Wang Huaijin's eyes flickered, and he replied politely: "Actually, I also take care of students, but the main thing is treatment. The surgery schedule is quite full, and there is very little time for research every day..."

The meal was tasteless, and the two bid farewell politely after eating the overlord meal.When parting, no one asked for the contact information of the other party.

Fan Jian got into the car, took a deep breath, and felt that this day was really terrible.