The Boyfriend Return Policy

Xu Du's life seemed to have returned to its previous calm, with almost the same patients, almost the same surgeries, almost the same complaints...even the canteen was almost as bad.

"Doctor Xu." Xiao He opened the door and came in. "The patient in the 38th bed, can the operation be changed to tomorrow? He said that he has not yet completed his psychological preparation."

Anorectal surgery is no different than surgery. It takes about ten hours for major surgery. They are all a few hours' work, and they go off work to eat after finishing.

Doctors have no psychological pressure, but patients are afraid of performing chrysanthemum damage on the operating table, especially this 38-bed patient, who has been delayed for three days.

Xu Du was looking at the document in his hand, and when he heard this, he flipped his fingers and turned the page: "Tell him, if you don't do it today, you can transfer to another hospital."

Xiao He: "This..."

Xu Du closed the document, turned to look at Xiao He, and said lightly: "Don't waste a bed here."

Xiao He was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Doctor Xu, are you in a bad mood recently?"

"No." Xu Du raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Xiao He, "What are you thinking, the man in bed 38, if you don't say something serious to force him, he can stay until next year."

Xiao He: "That's it."

Xiao He lowered his head and rubbed his hands behind his back: "But I just feel that you seem to be in a bad mood recently."

Xu Du: "Huh? Where did you find it? I don't know."

Xiao He: "Just like the old Xianyu, you usually clock in and go to and from get off work. You just let it go for a day and it's over. Recently, you feel like you're putting on things. Sometimes you're distracted, and you make more calls than usual."

Xu Du was speechless, he didn't expect Xiao He to observe so carefully, Xu Du finally pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed when he put down his hand: "I'm thinking too much, it's my mother calling."

Although life has returned to calm, Teacher Zhuang seems to be the only one who hasn't screwed back.

No matter what Xu Du said, Teacher Zhuang ran to Xu Du's place after work. Xu Du was used to the messy bedroom, and he was not used to seeing his mother mopping the floor every day when he opened his eyes.

Especially on weekends, Mr. Zhuang can stay with him almost all day, my God, if this is the case, why did he move out alone in the first place.

Isn't what you want is the freedom to order takeout in the middle of the night?

"Really..." The little girl was disappointed that she didn't hear the gossip she wanted to hear, "I thought you were really married."

Xu Du: "What?"

Xiao He: "Director Cao said it. He said that you asked for leave because you are going to assign a partner. Everyone is discussing what kind of object you are assigning. Dr. Xu, can you disclose it to me."

Xu Du: "..."

I'm afraid to say it and scare you to death!

"Cough." Xu Du coughed dryly, "It's nothing like that, you can tell them later, don't talk nonsense, and you can almost listen to half of Director Cao's words."

Xiao He: "Oh..."

Xiao He sighed, his small face was wrinkled, he was even sadder than when he gained a catty when he was on the scale, and he almost had to look up at the sadness at a 45-degree angle to prevent tears from falling.

Xu Duxin said that she couldn't see that the little girl was so serious about gossip about other people.

He just thought so when he heard Xiao He say, "I'm going to lose money again, hey..."

Xu Du: "..."

Co-authors not only discuss!With a bet!

Everyone is so busy!

"Go, go." Xu Du drove the people out, sighed towards the empty office, and the phone rang in his pocket, it was a text message from Teacher Zhuang, the content was simple and clear:

——Son, I made chicken soup for you, come back early after work

Whoops.

Xu Du sighed even more desperately.

The elders have two things that cannot be shaken, one is that children who don’t wear long johns are not good children, and the other is that it doesn’t matter whether you are injured or sick, or they come to you on a whim to give you a little mother’s brilliance, what they must have in their hands must be All kinds of soups, soups, and chicken soups have to be the first.

Although Xu Du didn't dislike chicken, but even eating it for a month would make him sick to his stomach!

Xu Du rubbed his stomach very sadly, he should gain weight if he eats again.

……

Zhou Jixing hasn't been living in peace recently, since that day he and Xu Du were separated from the Civil Affairs Office, and as soon as the work was over that day, Zhou Jixing threw the stamped marriage certificate in front of his mother when he returned home.

When Qiao Ying saw that it was two men, she became hysterical in an instant, and she kept repeating the same sentence: "I knew you would be led to ruin sooner or later! Where is this! What good things can a bunch of low-class people produce!"

Zhou Jixing sneered: "If you think it's dirty, don't use it."

This sound undoubtedly became fuel on the fire. Tan Ying flipped the table on the spot and screamed in a shrill voice. His father, Zhou Zhi, was at the side, pretending to comfort Tan Ying, while saying to Zhou Jixing: "How many times?" Okay, do you have any conscience, she is your mother! How do you talk! "

Over and over again, forever.

Zhou Jixing lowered his eyes and looked at the marriage certificate that fell on the ground. They had been arguing for so long just for this certificate. Now that they have it, it becomes dispensable again.

When people want to quarrel, they are really not afraid of not being able to find a reason.

Zhou Jixing smiled, bent down to pick up the marriage certificate on the ground, patted the ashes on the cover, and left without looking back.

Habitual breakup.

Brother Li was waiting downstairs. As soon as Zhou Jixing got into the car, he glanced at Zhou Jixing's expression, and he knew almost everything.

As a manager, no matter what, you can't control other people's homes, Brother Li sighed: "Fortunately, at least they haven't asked for your money yet, if you're unlucky, if you run into another blood-sucking bug, it will be really miserable. "

Zhou Jixing didn't respond.

Brother Li also stopped talking about Xu Du: "Go back, get a good night's sleep, there is still a commercial to shoot tomorrow."

Zhou Jixing: "Yes."

Zhou Jixing lowered his eyes, the marriage certificate was dark red because of the dim light, he flicked his thumb, the marriage certificate opened, and the face on the photo came into Zhou Jixing's eyes: "Fuck, there are so many fucking things .”

Li Gehei: "How can you count as life if you don't have much? Life, isn't it just that one person is not enough to toss, and you have to drag a bunch of people to toss to death together."

The little Audi ran over from the night and sailed into the distance...