Drunk years

Xia Jianxing was taken aback by this move, and joked: "Farewell, this hero who smashed his head with a wine bottle, don't give me such a big gift."

"Doctor Xia laughed." Qiu Han still smiled.

"Boss, do you know each other? Then we will wait for you at the door." Hong Fei blushed and pulled the girl out.

The little nurse who came in to get the medicine looked sideways and thought, "What's wrong with Director Xia today?"Today's smile doesn't cost money?It seems to be smiling all the time, I really want to take a sneak shot.

Xia Jianxing sent Qiu Han to the door of the emergency department, "Go back and be careful, and let the children stop fighting."

Qiu Han hummed, and said, "Actually, I often come to Xieai Hospital, but I don't seem to have seen you."

"It's normal. I seldom come to the clinic. Besides, even if we have met before, you may not be able to remember a strange face."

"Not necessarily, I have seen thousands of customers who go to bars to get drunk, and you are the only one who remembers it at a glance." Qiu Hanji said normally.

"Then I'm honored." Xia Jianxing smiled again.

Before Qiu Han left, he turned his head and called Xia Jianxing: "Doctor Xia, is it convenient to leave a contact information? If there is something wrong with the wound, can I bother you?"

Xia Jianxing walked back to the door and stretched out his hand: "Give me the phone, I don't have it with me."

Qiu Han watched Xia Jianxing's slender and graceful fingers enter a series of numbers on the phone like a cloud, dialed out, and then hung up. For some reason, Qiu Han made up a scene where Xia Jianxing was standing in the operation The appearance of fighting the god of death in front of the stage, that appearance, will shine.

On the way back, Hongfei sat obediently in the back seat, bowed his head without saying a word, and made a gesture of self-reflection. Liu Ziying slapped his arm, signaling him to apologize and admit his mistake.

Qiu Han glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "I can see it, don't make such small moves."

Liu Ziying pursed her lips, seeing that the direction of the car was not the way back to the bar, "Boss, are you not going back to the store?"

"Send you two back, Ziying, watch him carefully, you don't have to go to the store these days."

Ziying responded in a muffled voice: "Oh, listen to the boss."

Hongfei protested dissatisfied: "Why don't you let me go to the store? I won't!"

Liu Ziying tugged at him: "Okay, listen to the boss, it seems that those gangsters will not let it go, so don't make trouble for the boss."

The car became quiet, Qiu Han casually clicked on the music button, and played a lyrical song. The clean tune made people relax quickly, and the image of Xia Jianxing holding up his glasses flashed in his mind for no reason.

When the car arrived outside the gate of a nice-looking Hubinyuan community, Qiu Han stopped the car, "I will pick you up in three days to go to the hospital for a dressing change. Be careful these few days."

The apartment in this community was bought by Qiu Han a few years ago, and now it is used as a dormitory for the employees in the store who have no place to live. It is said to be a dormitory, but in fact, only Liu Ziying and Hongfei live there.

After returning to the bar, other employees in the store were still working normally. The smashed tables, chairs, and wine bottles had been cleaned up long ago. In the sound of music, dancing wildly, some noisy, lonely, excited, low-pitched, strong and helpless people are released in alcohol. episode.

Qiu Han walked to the back kitchen, opened the back door, leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke, the cigarette was swept away by the wind, he stared at a number he dialed recently on his phone, pressed the save button, and entered Name: Xia Jianxing

I just extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, and was about to put the phone back into my trouser pocket, when I remembered something, clicked on WeChat, searched the contacts, and found the profile picture of "Xia Jian Xing". The profile picture was a hand-painted yellow Little Xingxing, click Apply to add as a friend.

Xia Jianxing only saw the friend application after he got off the night shift on the second day. When he saw the two words "Qiu Han" in the note of the friend application, he did not hesitate and clicked agree. Qiu Han's profile picture was a cat , a cat curled up on a stone slab basking in the sun, its WeChat name is a word for "feng", Xia Jianxing thought, it probably has something to do with the name of his bar "Mifeng".

On the afternoon of the third day, Qiu Han, who had just woken up, drove to Hubinyuan, and called Hongfei on the way. When he arrived, Hongfei was already squatting on the side of the road waiting. Qiu Han honked the horn, and Hongfei ran over quickly. He got into the back seat of the car smartly, he didn't want to sit in the co-pilot seat and listen to the boss's training, and he didn't know if the boss's anger had disappeared, even if the boss didn't give a lecture, the aura of "whoever goes against me will die" is enough for him Now, let’s consciously sit in the back, away from the powerful air pressure waves.

"Smoking?" As soon as Hongfei sat up, the car was filled with a smell of tobacco.

Hongfei glanced ahead, saw Qiu Han staring at the road ahead, secretly raised his hand to smell the clothes, there was no smell of smoke, nothing but the smell of washing powder, so he didn't cry when he saw the coffin He replied: "No, it may be that just after getting off the elevator, someone was smoking in the elevator, and it must have been stained."

Qiu Han still stared at the front, and said casually, "Oh, is that so? Anyway, I'm going to the hospital to change the medicine now, or let the doctor test it, did you smoke?"

This sentence was obviously meant to coax children, but Hongfei was most afraid that the boss would speak in such a light and serious manner, so he faltered on the spot, "Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong, so I just took two sips, and from now on I No more smoking..."

When they arrived at the hospital, Qiu Han led Hongfei to the outpatient hall to register. The nurse at the triage desk told Qiu Han that there was no need to register to change the dressing. You can change the dressing in the department where you sutured it last time. Doctor Xia."

"Huh?" The little nurse was confused.

Qiu Han repeated: "Doctor Xia Jianxing."

The little nurse was stunned for a few seconds before saying, "Then you can register as a surgeon as you like. The dressing can be changed very quickly, and any department will do."

"Can't Dr. Xia?" Hongfei lost his patience and said impatiently.

The little nurse pointed to the expert profile on the wall of the hall, "The Dr. Xia you mentioned is in the Department of Vascular Medicine. He usually doesn't make appointments. It's hard to get his number. He only has half-day consultations every week."

Qiu Han walked to the wall, Xia Jianxing was the most eye-catching among a row of expert introductions, he was young and handsome, his white big hexagram was neat and white, and he was serious with a touch of warmth wearing glasses. The introduction read: Xia Jiansheng Deputy Chief Physician of Vascular Surgery.

Leading Hongfei to change his medicine, and when he was about to leave the hospital, Qiu Han sat in the driver's seat, opened WeChat and sent the first message since the two became friends: "Director Xia, I troubled you last time, Hongfei is lucky, It was a small wound that was stitched up with a magic knife."

Xia Jianxing had just had the operation, and he didn't have time to eat at three o'clock. It was his second meal in the morning. When he saw the message, he smiled and replied, "No matter what patient, no matter which part of the body, in the doctor's eyes It’s all the same, everything you sew is a sew.”

This sentence is serious and a little bit joking. The translation is: no matter how beautiful or ugly, anyone who can suture a wound is a good hand!The corners of Qiu Han's mouth turned up, and he replied: "Director Xia is being modest, you are free some other day, if it is convenient, please have a meal with me, thank you for helping me last time."

Xia Jianxing was drinking water, and when he saw the words "Hand in hand", he almost choked up, "That's not okay, we doctors can't treat patients with needles, stitches, every inch, and you treat me to dinner." gone."

Ever since Hongfei was in the car, he started sending messages when he saw the boss getting on the car, and he didn't know who to send them to. There was still a cheap smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know which vixen he was chatting with. His chatter was so hooked, " Boss~~ Are you still going?"

"Ah, let's go, let's go now." Qiu Han put down his mobile phone, threw it into the armrest box, pulled the handbrake, and started to drive towards the bar.

"Where do you invite me?" Xia Jianxing guessed at the last four words sent by Qiu Han, did they send it to the wrong person?Or is it a typo?Could it be "then you invite me"?Misspelling?

Out of politeness, Xia Jianxing replied: "Okay, I'll be on vacation next Wednesday, and I'll treat you to dinner." Anyway, I had a meal at his house last time, so there's nothing wrong with returning it to him.

Qiu Han saw the message when he returned to the bar, he couldn't help but laugh, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to go to the other side of the phone to explain to Xia Jianxing, he just threw the phone aside casually, the screen was not locked, probably because he touched it with his hand and hit it randomly The words that went up were sent indiscriminately again.

Drunk years