As Liu Zhi grew up, the most common sentence he heard was "Mom and Dad will count on you from now on, you must work hard."

When he was in elementary school, Liu Zhi took this sentence as his belief.Every time he encounters that old-fashioned composition topic—"My Ideal", Liu Zhi's beginning is always similar.

"My ideal is to study hard, get into a good university, find a good job, and live a good life with my parents."

Later, what Liu Zhi heard was changed to another version.

"My parents and younger brother will depend on you in the future, so you must work hard."

In junior high school, Liu Zhi's awareness of independent thinking became stronger. Although she felt that her parents' words were a little strange, she never showed anything.

Day by day, Liu Zhi has been excellent in his studies.She is strong and never allows herself to fail.

In high school, Liu Zhi broadened his horizons.She met a lot of people, and the beliefs of others' life and study seemed to be different from hers.

Some students take dreams as their beliefs, and some students take the pursuit of material enjoyment as their beliefs...

Once again encountering a semi-propositional composition such as ideals, Liu Zhi suddenly couldn't write.

In a model test in the second year of high school, Liu Zhi performed abnormally and lost more than 100 places.In physical education class, she hid in the study room alone and was depressed for a long time.

When the mother knew about her grades, she let out a long sigh.

This sigh, like a knife, pierced deeply into Liu Zhi's heart.

When her mother said that sentence again, Liu Zhi didn't know what was going on, and her rebellious emotions were high.

Since then, the relationship between her and her mother has been deteriorating. In severe cases, they can have a cold war for a whole week.

Her mother imposed her own ideals on her.

Liu Zhi carried too many hopes, and these hopes became invisible pressure, pressing on her shoulders.

She only dared to move forward and dare not retreat, and sometimes, she didn't even have time to lick her wounds.

In the end, Liu Zhi's biggest dream became to escape—to escape from this home, escape from everything.

She applied for a test in a city far away from Yancheng, stayed in the capital to work, and did not return home for two years.

"Meow~"

The sound of Nai Tuan and Li Hua's fight brought back Liu Zhi's thoughts.

In just a few minutes, Meng Yang didn't know what Liu Zhi was thinking. She kept quiet and waited patiently for Liu Zhi's answer.

"It's too late, go to bed early." Liu Zhi said lightly, "Go and wash up."

Meng Yang pinched Liu Zhi's jaw, "Why are you bored again, I gritted my teeth seeing your hesitant expression."

She went into battle with both hands, giving Liu Zhi a funny expression, "I'm going to take a bath, remember to save some for me for Chidou Yuanxiao!"

Poker bottle nodded, watching her back to leave.

The next day, Meng Yang went to work, and Liu Zhi continued to be her "housewife."

Meng Yang stayed in bed for a while in the morning, and was about to be late for work.Seeing that she didn't eat a few bites of breakfast, Liu Zhi forced Meng Yang to stuff two bites of burritos.

Meng Yang opened the door while putting on his shoes, his speech was slurred.

"Slow down on the road." Liu Zhi said.

Meng Yang waved his hand, motioning for her to close the door.

……

After a long break, going to work is particularly painful.

The busy morning passed, and Meng Yang remembered a line of poem - "I could still be in the dark, if I had never seen the sun".

Stuffed with the bland canteen set meal, she missed Liu Zhi's side dishes very much.

Meng Yang sent Liu Zhi a picture of lunch with a pitiful expression.

Liu Zhi: "Good plain food."

Meng Yang: "I want to eat your fried side dishes."

Liu Zhi: "Light food is good for physical and mental health. After such a long time, I actually miss the food in the cafeteria."

Meng Yang: "...a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry."

Liu Zhi switched off the camera, took a photo and sent it to Meng Yang.

In the photo, there is a cup of brewed oatmeal next to a thick professional book.

Meng Yang: "Baozi, please take good care of your body."

Liu Zhi took a sip of the oatmeal, not quite understanding the strange title of "Baozi".

Meng Yang: "Baozi, are you still there? There is rib soup in the refrigerator, hot soup is better than this."

Liu Zhi: "Do you want me to bring you food?"

After a while, Liu Zhi sent another message.

"Can you change your name..."

Meng Yangle on the other end of the phone clicked, and changed to a name that Liu Zhi couldn't accept even more.

"Baby, remember to drink rib soup."

Liu Zhi: "..."

Ten seconds later, Meng Yang received a call from Liu Zhi.

"I'm heating ribs soup." The sound of the microwave oven on Liu Zhi's side was very clear, "Take a good rest during lunch break, recharge your energy, and don't waste time on meaningless things."

Meng Yang suppressed a smile, "Understood, wife."

Liu Zhi stopped the hand holding the bowl, and was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Meng Yang put his mobile phone on his shoulder and head to deliver the plate, "My dad called and asked to take you home for dinner this weekend."

"He said he wanted to thank you very much."

"Are you going to betroth your daughter to me?" Liu Zhi's ears were burning when he said this.

"Okay, Liu Zhi, you're pretty good at it." Meng Yang couldn't help laughing, "Is the oil pot leaking?"

"I learned from you." Liu Zhi cleared his throat.

"Okay, I won't be poor with you, I still have things to do." Meng Yang said.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Liu Zhi asked.

The sound of throwing the dinner plate was a bit loud, but Meng Yang couldn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?"

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Liu Zhi repeated.

"Stuffy oil bottle!" After finishing speaking, Meng Yang hung up the phone, leaving Liu Zhi on the other end with a look of astonishment.

The afternoon is busier than the morning.

The first patient Meng Yang received was a bit strange.

From the headache to the legs, Meng Yang pointed out where he hurt, and Meng Yang wanted to give him a checklist, but he refused to agree.

"Doctor, I often suffer from this disease. As long as I go home and rest for a few days, I will get better." The man said, "Why don't you just give me a fake bill, and I will rest and see if I can get better."

The man spoke to Meng Yang in an almost earnest tone, "If it doesn't work, I will come back to watch it!"

Meng Yang was not stupid, she roughly judged that this person was just here to get a fake note.

"You need to do the corresponding examination to determine the root cause of the disease. My ability is limited, and I can't judge your crux of the problem just by dictation." Meng Yang said, "It is necessary to have an examination."

"I'm a wage earner with limited economic conditions, so I can save as much as I can. Please understand me."

Meng Yang pursed his lower lip, "We have corresponding regulations, please understand me."

The man was in a hurry and stopped pretending.

"I just want you to issue a sick leave certificate for me. Whether you will or not, just tell me."

"We have corresponding regulations." Meng Yang said seriously, "I can't drive."

The hospital has clear regulations on the issuance of sick leave certificates. Meng Yang can't issue a certificate to a healthy person against his conscience anyway.

The man was not forgiving, his attitude changed drastically, and he was obviously motivated when he spoke.

Meng Yang sighed in his heart, she seemed to have a unique physique that was especially able to encounter such incidents.

This time it was a medical trouble, and this time it was a follow-up visit.

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