The old man was paralyzed by lower limb edema caused by liver cancer, and he could barely sit on the bed with his arms propped up.

The old lady is not in good health recently, and the old man's son has been taking care of her.With his help, it was much easier for Liu Zhi and Meng Yang to check.

They gave the old man basic treatment that day, and the old man's bed sores did not get worse, and they showed a slight improvement trend.

The old granddaughter was lying on a chair not far away to do her homework. As soon as Liu Zhi and Meng Yang came, she stopped writing and looked around cautiously.

The little girl was quite outgoing, and Meng Yang was grabbed by the corner of her clothes before leaving.

"Sister, are you doctors?"

Meng Yangyang smiled, "Yes, we are all doctors."

"When I grow up, I also want to be a doctor and treat grandpa." The little girl paused.

Others may think that this is just a child's whim, a sentence said casually, but in Liu Zhi's ears, this sentence is a solemn promise.

Liu Zhi's footsteps stopped, she turned her head and encouraged the little girl, "You must work hard."

The little girl nodded solemnly.

The old man's son was very polite to Liu Zhi and Meng Yang, praised them all the way, and sent them to the intersection.

On the way back, Liu Zhi said to Meng Yang, "I'm going to get a haircut, so let's take you home first."

Meng Yang flicked Liu Zhi's hair, "Do you want to cut it shorter, I think it's good."

According to Mengyang's understanding of Liu Zhi, Liu Zhi's haircut is definitely to cut the hair short, and there is no possibility of dyeing and ironing to change the shape.

Liu Zhi hummed.

There is a custom of cutting hair before the Spring Festival in my hometown, and Liu Zhi has always maintained this habit.Work almost fills up Liu Zhi's entire life, time flies by in the busy day after day, sometimes half a year passes in the blink of an eye.

Liu Zhi suddenly discovered that she had long since lost the overall sense of time—the emergency department told her to count by minutes and seconds, and the hospital always told her to count by days.

The end-of-year haircut thus becomes a ritual.

"I know there's a hair salon nearby, and the styling is pretty good. I just want to get a haircut, shall we?" Meng Yang said.

Unable to tolerate Liu Zhi's refusal, Meng Yang began to direct the direction manually.

"Turn around this intersection." Meng Yang patted Liu Zhi's right shoulder, "Yes, it's here, pay attention to the car."

I have long heard that this kind of hair salon service is meticulous and thoughtful, which makes you embarrassed, and Liu Zhi has a personal experience today.

The barber handed over the tablet and asked Liu Zhi to choose a hairstyle. Meng Yang stood side by side with her, frantically flipping through the hair library.

"Look at this, I think it must look good if you keep it." Meng Yang glanced at the tablet and then at Liu Zhi.

The characters in the display picture have medium-length hair, shoulder length, and the overall shape is slightly fluffy.

"Our hairstyle uses a fluffy air cushion perm. This year's high-end C-shaped perm hairstyle is very popular, and this lady's face shape is also very suitable..." The barber chattered endlessly.

"Just change to this hairstyle." Meng Yang said, "Try it, try to change."

The hairstyle Meng Yang chose is quite satisfactory, and it will not have any impact on Liu Zhi's work.

Liu Zhi has been switching back and forth between black long straight hair and short ear hair until he was 28 years old.She has her own aesthetics, and she also thinks this hairstyle looks good.

However, she dared not try.

She is like an old-fashioned old-fashioned, confined to her own small world, unwilling to make changes, and dare not make changes.

Liu Zhi hated herself for being like this.

"Just try once, be brave enough to break through yourself." Meng Yang followed her eyes.

This look again...

"Okay." Liu Zhi had a fierce psychological struggle and hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

Meng Yang was so happy as if he wanted to change his hairstyle, he proudly took out the recharge card and finalized the hairstyle.

Liu Zhi wanted to transfer the money to her, but Meng Yang refused.

"You're just a dinner treat."

"it is good."

Next is the barber's home court. After finishing the necessary procedures, Meng Yang sits in the waiting area and looks at his mobile phone, sneaking glances at Liu Zhi from time to time.

Liu Zhi could see her every move clearly in the mirror.Meng Yang's micro-expression was cute when he peeked at it, which relieved Liu Zhi's nervousness.

The long hair was cut short and fell to the ground in clusters.The pruning in the first half was carried out very quickly, and the fluffy and ironing in the second half was extremely long.

Bored, Liu Zhi dug out his professional papers to read.

After a long and boring wait, Meng Yang fell asleep.

Liu Zhi put away his mobile phone and looked at Meng Yang in the mirror dozing off with interest.

She didn't fully wake up until the staff brought Meng Yang a cup of tea.

Two hours later, Liu Zhi looked at himself in the mirror with a slightly stagnant expression.

She doesn't quite adapt to who she is now.

For most people who pursue trends, this hairstyle is so low-key and simple that it cannot be more low-key and simple.

Meng Yang stood behind Liu Zhi, gently brushing her hair.

"Look, you can roll it up like this when you're working, doesn't it look much more stable?"

The hospital has basic requirements for dress code and behavioral norms, and perming hair is not against the rules, but patients trust mature and stable doctors more.Meng Yang understood this and chose the current hairstyle for Liu Zhi.

Even so, Liu Zhi still felt that he had changed too much.

"Go home quickly, the three children are still waiting." Meng Yang urged Liu Zhi.

"Don't you want me to treat you to dinner?" Liu Zhi stood there.

"Go home and order takeaway." Meng Yang tugged at her sleeve, "It's getting dark, go home first."

……

Opening the door again, Lihua, Gege, and Naituan were sitting neatly at the door with cell phone signals.They even raised their heads to look at Liu Zhi and Meng Yang in the same way.

Meng Yang touched her heads one by one, and Lihua and Gege followed her away, leaving only Nai Tuan waiting for Liu Zhi's hug.

Liu Zhi hugged the milk ball and sat on the high chair in the living room to order takeaway. The milk ball came out of her arms and looked at the phone screen curiously.

"Don't move." Liu Zhi rubbed Nai Tuan's head and stuffed it back into his arms.

Naituan seemed to think that Liu Zhi was playing games with it, stayed in Liu Zhi's arms for more than ten seconds and then got out.

The screen went black, reflecting Liu Zhi's face.

The gray tone blurred the lines of Liu Zhi's face, and she looked at her own reflection as she pushed back her hair.

When she came back, Meng Yang praised her all the way.

From the meeting in high school to the reunion after a long absence, every sentence she said was inseparable from the praise of Liu Zhi.

There was no big disturbance on Liu Zhi's face, but the mixed emotions were surging in his heart.

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