Hey, are you in love?

When Fu Zhaoyang woke up, it was already dusk, and his mobile phone jingled. In a trance, he thought it was an alarm clock, and just about to press it, he squinted and saw that Fu Zhaohui's code name was written on it-'Brother Picked Up', so he held on. Sitting up from the bed with folded arms, he let out a feed.

The person over there was probably walking on the road, his voice was a little breathless, and he asked him with a smile: "Just woke up?"

"Well, just finished class?" Fu Zhaoyang was half naked and scratched the top of his hair with his hands.

"Well, Mom called me just now and said that I will arrange a blind date for you tonight." A student's voice came from Fu Zhaohui's receiver to say hello, calling him Teacher Fu.

Fu Zhaoyang heard it, and teased him: "Mr. Fu called, is he ready to go on a blind date for me?"

"My mother specifically warned me that I'm not allowed to go on a blind date for you." Fu Zhaohui's voice was sizzling, and watching the excitement was no big deal: "Resign yourself to fate."

Fu Zhaoyang got out of bed wearing only a pair of shorts, went barefoot to the living room, poured half a glass of water and said, "Don't be complacent, after two days, you will pluck the roots of your hair for testing, and you will definitely not give birth to your mother. You're welcome, you're three years older than me, and you're going to be three soon, she's not in a hurry at all, and she can explain the problem very well."

Fu Zhaohui smiled and clicked his tongue: "Your thinking is wrong, and the key problem has to be found in yourself. A son who has lived for 25 years has not even had a mother fly around him. A mother has to worry."

His voice came over through the telegram, pointing out the key points straight to the point. Fu Zhaoyang didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he pursed his lips and spoke again: "Don't mention this, that... I happen to have something to tell you explain."

"I've never seen you so shy since I was a child, are you going to confess to me?"

"..." The twilight merged, and the sunset was dyed black in the sky, and it was about to slip away.Fu Zhaoyang didn't want to tell Fu Zhaohui about this matter anymore. Gu Yuheng would stay in the hospital for half a month at most. He wasn't even an attending doctor, and he hadn't been in contact with him for so many years. He seemed to care about it by mentioning this sentence specially. As if, after thinking for a long time, he finally followed Fu Zhaohui's words without much sincerity and said, "Well, I love you."

"...Brother, is something wrong with you? Brother loves you too, don't hold back in your heart, you must tell brother..." Fu Zhaohui seemed to be insane again.

"Stupid."

It was already 45:15 when the two hung up the phone. Fu Zhaoyang washed his face like a gust of wind, grabbed a sweater and put it on. When he walked to the square, the big clock in the auditorium just passed [-], and there were still [-] minutes left.

An ambiguous light flashed through the half-moon-curved window, and when the two met each other, both of them were a little embarrassed, but the girl was beautiful, she looked at him shyly, her lips painted with cherry blossom pink lip gloss murmured for a long time, and then opened Mouth: "Hello."

Fu Zhaoyang didn't have the slightest thought of sympathy, and sat down awkwardly. When he picked up the teacup, he seemed to be back in the hospital for a consultation, and said in a businesslike manner: "Hello."

The candlelight reflected on the beauty's face, but it was not at all charming. Fu Zhaoyang only thought that if this style was his sister-in-law, it might suit Fu Zhaohui's appetite. Since ancient times, empress dowagers have always liked to mess with mandarin ducks.

The silent air lingered between the two for 3 minutes. Fu Zhaoyang drank half a cup of green tea, and the girl opposite finally couldn't bear the atmosphere and said, "Auntie said you are a doctor?"

"That's right." Fu Zhaoyang had already finished grinding the rice bowl in his stomach at noon. At this time, his stomach was empty and his intestines were tangled up in rebellion. He didn't want to eat here. He was afraid that the girl would misunderstand that he wanted to have a long talk, so he could only endure it. .

"Isn't it interesting that you meet all kinds of people in your hospital?"

"It's okay, there are so many people, I don't care about observing whether they are interesting, I just think about seeing a doctor."

The two chatted a few more words without embarrassment, but his answer was obviously perfunctory, and he seemed to stand up and leave at any time.The girl saw it, and said after a while: "It's late, let's do it today?"

Fu Zhaoyang quickly answered yes, and went to the bar to pay the bill. The girl was well-bred, and she followed him all the time. When the two of them reached the door, she said, "Doctor Fu, if you don't want to have a blind date next time, don't agree to come over. Waste of everyone's time and disrespectful."

Two cups of tea and a plate of snacks cost 140. I came and sat there hungry for half an hour. In the end, I was satirized by the girl on my face. Fu Zhaoyang slammed his mouth. do i want toI also really want to go home after work and eat takeaway and watch cat movies in comfort, okay?

Mu Qing's call hasn't come yet, so Fu Zhaoyang guessed it would be quiet until noon tomorrow. He walked along the alley to the street corner and ordered a large portion of mutton soup, while sitting and scrolling through Weibo for a while.The news of Gu Yuheng's injury appeared on the hot search, and when he clicked on it, there was a moving picture of him falling from mid-air, no wonder the injury was so serious... He looked at his phone for a while, and the shop owner brought a large bowl of soup to the table, vaguely He said with an accent: "Add coriander and salt by yourself, how many cakes do you want?"

Fu Chaoyang took his eyes away from the phone, and while holding the soup bowl to refill, he answered, "Three."

When he arrived at the hospital early the next morning, Fu Chaoyang checked the wards one by one in the inpatient department. He put Gu Yuheng's room at the end, but he couldn't explain what he was thinking. When he walked to the door, he still hesitated for a while.The people in the room were already awake, probably in pain, frowned and wanted to move, groaned, turned their heads to see him coming in, their pupils dilated for a moment like some kind of feline animal, then pursed their lips, and opened their mouths Called: "Doctor."

Fu Zhaoyang agreed calmly, and asked, "Is there no escort?" Then he went to check his body.

Gu Yuheng let him check his body, and he didn't have the arrogance and domineering problems of ordinary stars, so he replied naturally: "The assistant went to buy breakfast." A pair of eyes stared at Fu Zhaoyang's smooth jaw line, and then moved his eyes inch by inch From the protruding Adam's apple, to the pair of hands inspecting his injury, and finally to the pair of long legs whose strength can be felt through the trousers, I vaguely think of the scene before fainting... There seems to be a pair of The extremely coquettish legs were imprinted in his mind, which coincided with the pair in front of him.

Fu Zhaoyang looked as if he had been scolded clean by someone's scorching gaze. He pretended to be indifferent, but stepped back two steps away, and said, "Don't go down to the ground, you can't move your injured leg, and eat more beans and vegetables in your diet to help your stomach move. It may be uncomfortable for a few days, so be patient and let the family take good care of it, and the nurse will come and give you a bottle in a while."

Gu Yuheng was lying on the bed with no expression on his face. He listened quietly, watching his mouth open and close, as if his mind was wandering, and he only waited for him to finish speaking and asked, "Doctor, what's your name?"

"..." Fu Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little nervous, somewhat expectant, before saying, "Fu Zhaoyang."

Gu Yuheng went through these three words in his mind several times, as if he felt a little familiar, but in the end he didn't find any valuable information.Looking at his expression, Fu Zhaoyang knew that he had no impression. He couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else. The vague emotion lingered in his heart for a moment, and then flew away. The tip of the ballpoint pen in his hand made a clicking sound. , pressed twice, inserted it back into the medical record book, and said, "Press the bell if something happens."

The door was open, and there was a series of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and he bumped into Fu Zhaoyang who was about to go out. It was the young man who tugged on his sleeve yesterday, holding a thermos bucket in his hand, and showed him a smile. With a bright smile, he called out, "Doctor Fu, are you here for rounds?"

"Yes." Fu Zhaoyang glanced at the lunch box in his hand and asked, "What did you buy?"

The young man grinned and said with a smile: "Tofu fried dough sticks, you didn't eat breakfast, did you? Stay for some food?"

"...That's not what it means. After the operation, the patient has to eat something light and easy to digest. Too greasy food is not conducive to defecation."

When he said this, the little assistant understood, patted his head in frustration, and said, "Then I'll go buy some millet porridge?" Then he turned to complain to the person on the bed: "I just said to buy millet porridge, you If you want to eat tofu brains, that's it." The tone was intimate and presumptuous, not like an ordinary assistant.

Gu Yuheng just glanced at him lightly, but didn't say anything, obviously he was used to it.Fu Zhaoyang's eyes flicked back and forth between the two, and he couldn't help but feel doubts and a feeling of astringency in his heart, but he said: "Be more careful about your diet in the future." Then he turned and left.

The assistant entered the room with a thermos from behind, put the things on the bedside cabinet, and said, "Why does this doctor seem to be running for his life? Are you molesting someone again?"

Gu Yuheng stretched his arms and struggled to sit up, Zhang Yan went over to help him, and heard him say, "It's not too late."

"You'd better restrain yourself, tell Brother Wang that you will have to swear when you hear it, and people's hearts are far away. If someone spreads your affairs, how will the entertainment circle be messed up?" Zhang Yan put the pillow on his back and twisted it. He opened the thermos and poured out the tofu brains inside, apparently forgetting Fu Zhaoyang's words.

Gu Yuheng didn't care, took the bowl and brought it to his mouth, saying: "He scolded him, whoever is single knows how hard it is, of course he can scold others with his girlfriend in his arms every day."

When Fu Zhaoyang walked into the office, he was still upset, loosened the tie around his neck, opened the drawer, and saw an unread message on the screen of the mobile phone inside, which belonged to Mu Qing, and told him to go home for dinner at night.It must be to ask about the blind date. Fu Zhaoyang sat down at the desk, pointed to the screen with two thumbs and replied a good word, then put down the phone and let out a long breath. He really wanted to come out.

One morning, there was an endless stream of patients. When a nurse from the same department came in to ask him what he had for lunch, he was still tapping a patient's calf bone.It was not until lunch arrived that I finally had a chance to catch my breath.Fu Zhaoyang ate takeaway with his head bowed at his desk. A piece of fried rice skin with too much soy sauce, which was a bit salty. He just wanted to check Weibo for a while with the phone in his hand, when he saw a new message coming in, it was from the empress dowager. Ask him what he wants for dinner tonight.

This is the real mother, who will care too much about you, but she really loves you. Only the flesh that falls from her body can feel this kind of love.