After being forced to marry a rival

Yu Bing was ill, seriously ill.

Ever since I had dinner with Dr. Zhong that day, no matter where I go, I always think of her.

Dr. Zhong seems to have bought a house directly in Yu Bing's mind, and has lived in it for a long time.

Because I want to pick up my hobby of painting again, Yu Bing went to many places in the past two months. I saw beautiful scenery along the way and wanted to show Dr. Zhong a photo. I wanted to take Dr. Zhong to eat delicious food. I went to fun I also want to be with Dr. Zhong.

After such a long time, this feeling only increased, and Yu Bing wailed, she was really moved.

After finally returning from other provinces, the first thing Yu Bing did when he returned to City A was that he caught a bad cold.

This disease will not be cured by cold medicine, injections, or panacea.

So the first thing she did when she returned to City A was not to go home, but to go straight to the hospital.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong An was in the office. There were very few patients who came to register at this time. She finally had some free time, so she sorted out the patient information.

He had just turned on the computer when he heard a knock on the door, and soon a tall figure stood at the door.

In autumn and winter, Yu Bing only wore a black sweater, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, her whole face was clean and beautiful, and she was beautiful without makeup.

Zhong An's eyes fell on her for two seconds before he recognized her, then he lowered his head and continued to sort out the documents.

Yu Bing put her hands in her pockets, and Shen's heartbeat started to speed up the moment she saw Zhong An, so she held back her heartbeat and walked slowly in front of her.

"Doctor Zhong, I'm sick."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Zhong An moved his chair, and when he spoke, he looked like a doctor in both his demeanor and tone.

Yu Bing stared at her, and she also stared at Yu Bing, there was no wave in her eyes, as if the two didn't know each other at all.

"Uh...my brain is not feeling well." Yu Bing patted his head with the palm of his hand when he spoke.

"Is there anything else besides the mental discomfort?" Zhong An pushed down the silver-rimmed eyes hanging on the bridge of her nose, her nose bridge was erect, very pretty.

"Uh...my throat and nose are uncomfortable, and my tonsils still hurt." Yu Bing was already sitting opposite Zhong An when she spoke, and she reached out her hand to ask her to feel her pulse.

Dr. Zhong didn't hold her wrist, but took out a cotton swab from the drawer.

"Open your mouth."

"what?"

"Open your mouth."

"Oh..." Yu Bing opened her mouth, "Ah..."

Dr. Chung's cotton swab pressed down on her tongue and carefully observed her tonsils.

Yu Bing stared at Zhong An without blinking, and the two got very close. This should be the first time Yu Bing has had close contact with Zhong An since she knew her.

Although Zhong An was wearing a mask, she could still see her brows and eyes clearly. Her eyes were very clear, clear and energetic.

After just a few glances at her, Yu Bing's cheeks were stained with a layer of pink.

"There is nothing wrong with the tonsils, and there is nothing wrong with the throat. Are you sure your nose is uncomfortable?"

"Then give me some medicine."

Zhong An: "???"

Yu Bing blinked her eyes, "It's fine to just open it."

Zhong An: "We don't prescribe medicine randomly when the patient is not sick."

"Doctor Zhong, are you free after get off work?"

Zhong An put down the cotton swab in his hand, and said helplessly, "You pretended to be sick and came here just to say this?"

Yu Bing smiled awkwardly, "It's not that I'm not sick, just a little uncomfortable."

"I don't have time after get off work." Zhong An didn't ask Yu Bing's condition again, and assumed that she was not sick.

I have never seen any patient with such good Qi and blood.

Although she got the expected answer, Yu Bing still felt that her heart was hit hard with a hammer.

"Then... okay." She took a breath, put her hands on the corner of the table, and when she was about to stand up, she still asked without fear of death: "Is Dr. Zhong off work very late today?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Bing would ask again, Zhong An raised his head to look at her, and saw a flash of nervousness on her face when he looked at her.

"Yes, I work overtime today."

Yu Bing immediately added: "Then can I wait for you to get off work?"

Zhong Anxiu raised his eyebrows lightly, he didn't expect this person to be so determined, and a very subtle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, that smile was short and secretive.

"up to you."

Yu Bing looked happy, and in her eyes, if she didn't refuse, she had a chance.

"Then I'll wait for you to get off work." While speaking, Yu Bing had already straightened up, ready to leave Zhong An's consultation room.

She had already taken a few steps, she seemed to think of something before leaving, she paused, turned to Zhong An and said, "By the way, Doctor Zhong, I am not a vagrant, I am a painter with a serious job, you Don't think I've got nothing to do all day."

Zhong Anfu was writing something on his desk without even raising his head.

Yu Bing looked at her for a few seconds with a complicated expression, and left as if she didn't hear her.

After Yu Bing left, Zhong An put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and glanced in the direction of the door, his eyes wandering.

Even though Yu Bing's explanation seemed abrupt and redundant, it did relieve her doubts.

She didn't know much about Yu Bing, she only knew that she might be a little bit interested in her, otherwise she wouldn't ask her out again and again.

Zhong An feels that she looks like a rich second generation, and she looks like someone who likes novelty.

But I don't know much about her work, and she doesn't look like a company boss like Ji Nian Qingchi Yindong.

If Yu Bing didn't say anything, Zhong An would really think that she was a vagrant who only knew how to spend family money.

painter?

Zhong An tapped the table lightly with his index finger, and suddenly felt that it was really difficult to connect Yu Bing with the painter.

But if you think about it carefully, maybe she has the temperament of a painter, bohemian and yearning for freedom.

Yu Bing came out of Zhong An's consulting room and strode down the corridor of the hospital.

Even though she doesn't like the smell of disinfectant, her joyful heart has completely made her ignore the smell.

Dr. Zhong did not refuse her.

She checked her phone, the time was still early, there were still two hours left before [-]:[-] pm, and Zhong An was going to work the night shift, so she had to leave at [-] o'clock anyway.

So Yu Bing touched his hungry flat stomach, and went straight to the hospital after getting off the high-speed rail without wrapping his belly, so now he can eat anything.

She found a place to eat near the hospital. It was a thriving Maocai restaurant.

Yu Bing is an omnivorous animal, she is not picky, she can eat expensive ones, and cheap ones, she tastes all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and she also visits such restaurants that will cause diarrhea.

Since Yu Bing entered the store, the waiter brother enthusiastically walked up to Yu Bing with the list and asked, "Hello, what do you eat?"

"Single meal."

"Okay, we are doing an event recently, that is, the price of the couple package is the same as that of the single package, just scan the QR code in our store."

When the younger brother tried his best to promote it, Yu Bing blinked at the younger brother, and the younger brother was suddenly a little embarrassed, and his face turned red.

"Do you think I look like a person with an object?"

The little brother smiled a little shyly, and just said: "The boss asked to promote it. In fact, it's okay for you to eat two servings, right?"

Yu Bing had a flash of inspiration and asked him: "Do you deliver food here?"

"Of course it was a gift."

"Okay, help me pack a luxury package to the hospital."

The little brother kindly reminded: "Our luxury package here is 599 yuan, which contains various seafood, and there are other luxury packages, which are cheaper at 88 yuan."

Maocai even costs 599?Yu Bing thought to herself that her single-person set meal would be thirty or forty.

But when I thought it was for Dr. Zhong, let alone 599, I would buy it for her even [-].

"Okay, it's still a single set meal, and then a luxury set meal will be sent to the hospital."

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

The boy who ordered the food looked happy, thinking that he didn't expect to sell a luxury set meal today. Sure enough, the boss was right, rich people are afraid that they won't be able to spend their money.

Before the little brother left, Yu Bing was a little worried, so he stopped him and asked, "Do you think that kind of doctor eats fake vegetables? Do you feel angry or unclean?"

"Don't worry, our sanitation must be up to standard, and those doctors can like to come here for lunch at noon."

"That's fine, just order these two." Yu Bing wanted to give up, Dr. Zhong didn't seem to be so picky.

After the waiter left, Yu Bing propped his head alone in a daze.

The table is placed in the open air, and the weather is cold and windy and a bit chilly.

At the end of autumn, the roads are covered with withered yellow leaves. The withered yellow leaves have reached the end of their life, and the curtain of dusk has fallen when they are detached from the branches.

The autumn wind was bleak, Yu Bing shivered, buttoned the hat of the sweater, put his hands in his pockets, and waited for the maocai to be served.

She stared in the direction of the hospital, and she could see the second hospital building not far away. Zhong An was on the eighth floor, and Yu Bing counted, her eyes fixed on the fifth window on the eighth floor.

The curtains were half drawn, but it was still too far away to see clearly what was going on inside.

Yu Bing stared in that direction, and couldn't help wondering, what is Dr. Zhong doing now?

Are you sick?Does she like to eat maocai?Can you have spicy if you like?

Thinking about these miscellaneous things in his head, he took out his phone and clicked on Zhong An's WeChat.

The last time I sent a WeChat message was four days ago, and the ending was sent by myself [Good night, Dr. Zhong, remember to add clothes when the weather is cold. 】

The other party did not return.

Looking at the chat records now, Yu Bing thinks why is she so stupid?

Isn't "adding more clothes" the same level as "drinking more hot water"?Yu Bing even despises herself for this straight male way of flirting with girls.

No wonder what Ji Nianqing said back then, he became clumsy the moment he met Zhong An.

Yu Bing let out a long sigh, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

10 minute later.

"Your maocai is ready, where do you send the other maocai?"

Seeing the little brother carrying the luxurious set meal, which was quite delicately packaged, Yu Bing suddenly felt that his own dish was a bit dull.

Yu Bing pointed to the Department Building of the Second Hospital, and said, "That's the building, turn left when you get out of the elevator and take the fifth room, the attending doctor Zhong An."

"Okay, I'll deliver it to you right away."

The corners of Yu Bing's lips curled up into a smile, and she nodded, "Go ahead, if she asks you who ordered it, just say it's your future girlfriend."

So at five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong An received a takeaway that looked like fake food but was not very fake.It is said to be maocai, which seems to be a little more luxurious. It is not maocai, but it is indeed the soup base of maocai.

According to the boy who delivered the meal, it was given by his future girlfriend.

Zhong An was puzzled, it was the first time he saw someone chasing her to deliver fake dishes, and he was so confident.

So what kind of idiot is it?