Hey, are you in love?

At the hour of getting off work in the evening, Fu Zhaoyang stood in the office, hesitating for a moment while taking off his white coat, thinking whether he should go to see Gu Yuheng before leaving get off work, after all, the injury was so serious.His assistant looked reckless, just in case he bumped the newly spliced ​​bone again.

Thinking of this, the button was not undone, and he comforted himself that it was all for Fu Zhaohui's sake, after all, he was his best classmate before.He arrived at the inpatient department with two legs in a trance, and he met a colleague saying hello on the way, and he suddenly realized that he had come here.

Guan Ning went downstairs with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. When he saw him, he was puzzled and asked, "Aren't you on the day shift today? Why are you still here?"

"There were a few patients who had just undergone surgery two days ago. Don't worry. Let's take a look before I get off work." Fu Zhaoyang didn't want his selfishness to be too obvious, so he told other patients as well, which was not a lie.

Guan Ning looked at him, opened his mouth slightly and let out an ooh, he seemed to believe it, and then praised him sincerely: "With this kind of heart, if Director Lu works harder, he will be promoted to attending in a short time, right? "

"It's early. It's not that you don't know the system in the hospital. Besides, my level is not good, and I have to practice." Fu Zhaoyang was a little embarrassed by his rare praise, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "Master's degree None, how can you be the main ruler?"

"You don't have to talk about your business." The smile on Guan Ning's face was very shy, and it seemed more shy to praise him than to praise himself.

Fu Zhaoyang shook his head and said with a smile: "Stop praising me, my master is always talking about the regret that he didn't keep you in the orthopedics department."

The two said goodbye while talking and laughing, and the corners of Guan Ning's mouth were still curled up when he walked out of the gate of the inpatient department.

Upstairs, Gu Yuheng's ward was buzzing with people, and baskets of flowers and fruit were lined up from the room to the corridor.Fu Zhaoyang walked to the door and took a look. Liu Hui, the nurse in the inpatient department, pushed the medicine distribution cart to meet him. Seeing him like that, he pointed to the ward and whispered: "It's been a whole day, it hasn't been broken. It's busy."

"Fans?" Fu Zhaoyang asked.

"I don't know, it doesn't look like it. I guess it's someone from the entertainment industry, and there are stars, Hua Xin, do you know? It's the one who plays the time-travel drama, and he came this afternoon." The little nurse's eyes glistened with gossip.

Fu Zhaoyang looked at her as if he was a little angry, and asked with a sullen face, "The patient just finished the operation and needs to rest, you didn't go in and tell me?" Although he was handsome, he had a tough and fierce face, and he was so scared that he was sick with his expressionless expression. The patient's family members did not dare to say a word, and their faces became more serious at this time.

Liu Hui faltered and said, "I've said it, I've said it several times, but I don't listen."

Dr. Fu put his hands into the pockets of his white coat, turned his head and knocked on the door of Gu Yuheng's ward, probably because the room was too busy and he didn't hear it, and no one answered the door.He directly turned the doorknob and pushed in. The person standing by the door was unprepared and was squeezed a bit. He yelled, and there was a sound of pain, and the room was quiet. A dozen pairs of eyes looked over and stared at the door. Fu Zhaoyang in a white coat.

He didn't look cramped either, he looked back generously, his eyes widened, and the edges and corners of his face were a bit cold and hard.

Zhang Yan recognized him and called out, "Doctor Fu, are you going to check the ward in person at night?"

Fu Zhaoyang ignored him, turned his eyes around the room, and saw the person sitting on the bed, who seemed to be very tired, and was half-closed his eyes, looking lazily over.When the eyes of the two met, Fu Zhaoyang couldn't help moving away, and said to a group of people next to him, "The patient just finished the operation, how can you rest when you are so noisy?"

Wang Ruoqin was also there, and smoothed things over to him in a nonchalant manner: "Let's keep our voices down..." The people around also echoed him, probably not paying attention.

Dr. Fu frowned. Although he was wearing a white coat, he didn't have the elegant image that doctors always give people. He could act in a police and gangster movie by changing his uniform.The people in the room thought for a moment that they had gone to the wrong set, and heard him say slowly in his tobacco and alcoholic voice: "Either you pick him up and go back to your own home and chat as you like, or you will follow the rules of the hospital and gossip. Everyone...get out." Fu Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows at the last half of the sentence, biting his tongue and swallowing the swear words because of the image of an angel in white.

Wang Ruoqin's expression was a little stiff, his face was too harsh.

There was an embarrassing silence in the ward. Someone among the visitors broke the silence first, and said politely with a smile, "Indeed, we have been talking for a long time. Everyone is worried. The fall yesterday was too scary. Take care of Yuheng. "

Gu Yuheng opened his half-drowned eyes, with a smile on his face, and took his words, revealing the unique tact of people in the entertainment industry: "It's okay, natural disasters and man-made disasters, no one thinks about it, I have received everyone's wishes, because this A fall even delayed the show..."

The visitor hurriedly said: "You don't have to worry about this, just take care of your illness."

A group of people went out, Wang Ruoqin chased them out to see off the guests, Zhang Yan followed, and the heads of the crowded people dispersed, revealing here and there bunches of flower and fruit baskets in the ward, and there were even drinking baskets on the ground and on the stools. Leftover drink bottles, and scattered cigarette ashes and cigarette butts.

Fu Zhaoyang looked at the messy garbage in the room, opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but when he met the eyes of the person on the bed, the reproach that was about to come out was stuck in his mouth for a moment, and he slowly swallowed it back, holding back only one sentence for a long time: "Don't That's it, take care of your own body."

Gu Yuheng half leaned against the head of the bed, sized him up with both eyes, but didn't answer.Fu Zhaoyang thought that he was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned around and was about to go out, but he didn't expect that he just made a posture of turning backwards, when he was stopped, and the person on the bed showed a bright smile, and asked: "Doctor Fu, do you have any questions?" object?"

"..." Fu Zhaoyang's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at him, his throat seemed a little tight, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just...just ask." Gu Yuheng's attitude was very natural, as if he was used to doing such things, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he looked at him with a smile on his face, nakedly seductive . "Have you?" he asked again.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his white coat, Fu Zhaoyang twisted them uncomfortably. Feeling uneasy in his heart, he pursed his lips, tried his best to be calm, and replied: "No."

After getting this reply, Gu Yuheng stopped talking and looked left and right at him, as if looking at some model.Fu Zhaoyang paced back and forth uncomfortably, with a itchy throat, coughed lightly, and said, "I have nothing to do. I'll go first. When your assistant comes back, remember to ask him to pack up." He pointed to the messy flower baskets in the ward and the floor cigarette butts.

Gu Yuheng's gaze followed him, and he hummed lightly.

As soon as Dr. Fu came out of the ward, he relaxed, his back was covered with sweat, and he walked downstairs in a panic.

When Zhang Yan came back from seeing off the guests, he passed by Fu Zhaoyang. As soon as he entered the door, he happened to meet the longing eyes of Gu Yuheng, and made two strange calls of ridicule: "Dr. Fu is handsome, right?"

"Handsome is pretty handsome, but it won't blow up." Gu Yuheng slid down leaning on the pillow, his mouth still stiff.

"Come on, your eyes almost straightened just now."

"So obvious?" Gu Yuheng frowned, feeling a little regretful: "I thought he performed well, but just now I asked him if he had a date, and he said no."

Zhang Yan hated iron for being weak, and said to him: "It happens every time, can't you be more reserved?"

"Looking for a sex friend to be reserved?" Gu Yuheng yawned lazily, slipped down again, and said, "You have to understand my heart that hasn't been broken in 28 years."

Originally, he would be home at seven o'clock, but when he was delayed in Gu Yuheng's ward, it was already 07:30 when Fu Zhaoyang got on the bike.Mu Qing was afraid of affecting his work, so he didn't dare to call, and sent a text message to ask him if he had another operation.He straddled his legs on the bicycle and replied text messages on one foot, saying that he would be home in 10 minutes.

The spring breeze in February was like scissors. Dr. Fu pedaled poorly with his neck curled up, and his ears were about to be cut off.When I got home, I found that Fu Zhaohui had also returned. He was talking to his mother with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. Fu Zhaoyang was shaking and swishing from the cold. He changed into slippers and rubbed his ears. Are you starting to wear glasses?"

"Ping Guangjing, it seems that I am more mature. I am too handsome and too young to receive love letters from students." Fu Zhaohui said while picking a basket of leeks on his lap.

"Shameless." As soon as Fu Zhaoyang finished speaking, he was slapped on the back. The empress dowager poked out a small head of instant noodles from the kitchen and scolded him: "It's not big or small. When I go home, I don't call anyone. Just open my mouth." bad language."

"My lord." Fu Zhaoyang had no choice but to call out weakly, and then asked, "Where is my lord father? Unfilial son, please go and ask for peace."

Fu Wei happily came out of the study, and said, "My lord father is here, you don't need to greet me, go and help your mother cook."

Fu Zhaohui sat on a small bench, looked up at him with a gold-rimmed flat mirror on the bridge of his nose: "My lord brother is still waiting here."

"Get lost." Fu Zhaoyang scolded him, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and then took the leek box that Fu Zhaohui handed over and started washing.

"Want to wrap leek boxes later? Too late?" Fu Zhaoyang asked.

While filling the ribs out of the pot, Mu Qing said, "This is the dumpling stuffing that your dad and I will make for lunch tomorrow. While you are here, I just finished the job."

Fu Zhaoyang was emptying the sink with a leek basket, sighed and said, "Mother's love is so great."

Mu Qing couldn't hold back her smile and hit him again, and then asked, "How did we meet yesterday? Isn't the girl pretty?"

"That's it, it's not mine." He pretended to pat the edge of the basket and asked, "Hey, this dish needs to be hung on the balcony, right?"

"Leave it alone and talk to me first."

Fu Zhaohui didn't know when he leaned against the kitchen door, intending to help Fu Zhaoyang out of the siege, looked inside and said, "Mom, introduce me to someone sometime."

"You have a lot of resources in your school, don't make trouble." Mu Qing ignored him, and followed Fu Zhaoyang to the balcony, saying: "You don't even like such a beautiful girl, tell me, you What kind of style do you like? As long as you can name it, I will find it for you, Tianxian."

Fu Wei shouted in the dining room: "When is dinner, ma'am?"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, do you still want to have a grandson?!"

The fork was opened, Fu Zhaoyang came out from the balcony, and gave his father a thumbs up quietly, Fu Wei also nodded with his mouth curled up, meaning to tell him to be quiet and not to cause trouble.

After dinner, the two brothers cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Fu Zhaohui listened to the movement outside the kitchen, and asked Fu Zhaoyang in a low voice, "What did you want to say to me last night?"