On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

The result of the body examination was very satisfactory. Gan Meiya closed the inspection report in her hand, walked out of the office, looked up at the gradually darkening sky, pursed her lips, rolled up the report, tapped the palm of her hand, and turned to take a look The closed door behind him quickly left.

Talk to Xiao Xun who is waiting at the stairs, take a document from her, sign it, say goodbye to her, and go up to the seventh floor.

Gan Meiya stood at the door of the dean's office, a ray of light came through the crack of the door, she took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly, only to hear an old man's voice from inside the door, she turned the door handle , walked in, and the white-haired old man sat behind a pile of documents and documents, without looking up, as if he was busy with something.

"Old man, are you still off work so late?" Gan Meiya closed the door, glanced at the top of the old man's gray head, and greeted casually.

"Hmph! If I'm off work, you can still see me now?" Dean Matsushita snorted coldly, grabbed a piece of material on the table and threw it at it.

Gan Meiya reached out to catch it quickly, and said with a smile: "The old man is very angry today."

"I'll get angry when I see you." Dean Matsushita put down the pen in his hand, stood up, walked to Gan Meiya, looked at the report rolled up in her hand, and gave her a blank look, "Finished?"

"Yes." Gan Meiya nodded.

"I mean it's all done?"

"He'll be out of the hospital tomorrow."

"Hmph, are you leaving in such a hurry?" Dean Matsushita snatched the report from Gan Meiya's hand, and although he read it carefully, he kept complaining, "There are many outstanding men in our hospital. , Not enough for you to choose? You have to go to that crappy school. What’s so good about that crappy school, there are not many good men, and even if there are, they are all boring nerds, who don’t understand style at all.” Thinking of that time The girl asked him the reason for her resignation application, and he was so angry that she would not work here if she wanted to find a man to marry!

Gan Meiya pursed her lips and just listened quietly without speaking.

The old man glanced at Gan Meiya again, took out a pen from his coat pocket, signed his name on the last page, handed the report back to Gan Meiya, and said earnestly: "Girl, I really don't think about it." one time?"

"I signed a one-year contract with the school." Gan Meiya reached out to take the report and said lightly.

"What's the big deal about breaking the contract? Just cancel it. At worst, I'll pay the liquidated damages for you myself."

Gan Meiya smiled, but didn't speak.

"Okay, okay, help me save money." Dean Matsushita said angrily, turned around and sat on the sofa, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sulked alone.

"It hurts my body." Gan Meiya also sat on the sofa, put the report in her hand aside, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Dean Matsushita, "Besides, the cardiothoracic surgery department is now fully staffed. A lot, I'm a lot less, even if I'm too busy, you, the old dean, will help, one is worth two."

"Do I look old?" Dean Matsushita glared at Gan Meiya.

"No, no, no...you are senior." Gan Meiya stuck out her tongue secretly.

"Stop flattering me." Dean Matsushita picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it heavily on the table. The old man squinted at the diamond ring on Gan Meiya's left middle finger, "What do you think of that person? I Hearing Renzu mention it, his son said that this teacher is not bad, since you two are already engaged, go to the city hall to complete the following procedures, and I can pull Renzu to be your witness."

The Ninjazu mentioned by the old man refers to the vice president of Ninjazu, and his son is Yushi Ninjazu of the Hyotei Tennis Club.The situation where two old men who are over a hundred years old together came together to discuss and study another man flashed in her mind, and she thought it was funny, but this occasion seemed a little inappropriate.

Gan Meiya bit her lips lightly, held back the smile in her chest, and did not speak.

"Girl, are you still thinking about the past?" Dean Matsushita picked up the teacup again, took a sip, held it in his hand, and asked.

Gan Meiya raised her eyes to look at the old man, and shook her head lightly: "It's been so long, I've forgotten it long ago."

"Forgot?" Dean Matsushita raised his voice slightly, "Are you sure you forgot? Do you look like you forgot now?"

"Well, I forgot, I'm sure." Gan Meiya lowered her eyes.

"Then why didn't you answer my question just now?"

"I don't think it's necessary to answer."

"You dare not answer!"

"..."

"Girl." Dean Matsushita sighed earnestly, "The past is over, you can't always live in the past, you don't live for the past."

"I'm not living in the past."

"Then why don't you go through the formalities with that person?"

"Old man, are you going too fast?" Gan Meiya didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Where is it soon?" Dean Matsushita's eyes widened, and he said to the point, "I think you are scared, you are afraid that he will dump you before you are ready to get married like the previous person."

Gan Meiya's expression changed when she was told that she was thinking about it, and she fell silent again.

"That man is bad, but it doesn't mean that all men are bad. Look at me, I'm good, and your brother is also good. Besides, how can life be complete without experiencing a few bad people?" Dean Matsushita poured the cup He drank all the tea and said, "Hurry up to get married, and then hurry up to have a baby. After the maternity leave is over, your school contract will be automatically terminated when it expires, and then you can go back to the hospital to work. I decide to approve you more." A few months off."

"How can I praise myself for being good." Gan Meiya muttered.

"What did you say?" After all, Dean Matsushita didn't hear what Qian Meiya said because of his age.

"It's nothing." Gan Meiya shook her head, grabbed the report beside her and stood up, "It's getting late, the dean should go back too, or Auntie Fuzi will call to remind you later."

"This is my job. If I understand the job, how could the old woman rush me..."

Before the voice finished, the clear mobile phone rang, and the old man's expression froze slightly. He coughed heavily, and waved to Gan Meiya. He sat on the sofa without any intention of answering the phone. Seeing this, Meiya smiled slightly, bowed to the old man and turned to leave. The door just closed when she heard a soft and creepy voice from behind the door: "Nadeshiko, I'll be back now. No, Definitely not working overtime, but the girl Meiya came over just now, and I chatted with her for a while. That's right...OK, I'll tell you when I get home. If you're hungry, eat by yourself, don't wait for me, your stomach No, I can't be hungry."

Gan Meiya leaned against the wall, looked at the stars dotted in the ink-like night sky, let out a long breath, turned her head to look at the slightly closed door, pursed her lips, and looked down at the place on the middle finger. Turning the ring gently, she murmured: "I...can I really trust you? Can I...make myself fall in love with you? Can I?" A gust of hot wind blew her forehead front hair.

"Meiya." A deep voice came from not far away.

Gan Meiya's heart skipped a beat, she raised her head to look around, and saw a man in an indigo suit standing at the stairs in the corridor, looking at her quietly, her nose was slightly sour, and she took a deep breath , straightened up, and walked towards him quickly: "How do you know I'm here?"

"When I went to your office, I met a nurse named Xiao Kaoru, she told me." Sakaki Taro raised his hand to cut Mina's hair, and then held her hand, stroking his cold fingertips to warm him Sakaki Taro frowned slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Maybe the air conditioner in the dean's office is turned on relatively low. I stayed for a long time, so my hands became cold." Gan Meiya smiled faintly and explained.

"You... hurry up, pay attention recently, don't be greedy for coolness, and don't turn on the air conditioner." Sakaki Taro's expression became a little embarrassed.

Facing Sakaki Taro's unclear words, Gan Meiya was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly realized, her face flushed, how could this man remember the days better than she did.

A brief silence spread between the two.

"Cough...how is Okita?" Sakaki Taro found a new topic.

"Student Okita will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Gan Meiya replied, "It's just that he needs to rest during this period, and he can't have strenuous activities."

"Then you can go back to school tomorrow?" Sakaki Taro asked.

Gan Meiya was taken aback again, hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, that's fine."

"Is there anything you want to take home?" The sensor lights on the stairs lit up one by one with the sound of footsteps.

"No." Gan Meiya shook her head, "I didn't bring anything to the hospital either."

"Need to say goodbye to them?"

"No, it's not that I won't see you later, I will be back in eight months."

"Huh?" Sakaki Taro was taken aback, stopped, and turned to look at Kanmeiya.

"At that time, the dean did not agree to my resignation, but only approved me to stay without pay for one year." Gan Meiya smiled and explained.

"Can you... stay?" Sakaki Taro said in a deep voice.

Gan Meiya was silent.

The induction light above the head went out, and the bright moonlight fell on the ground through the glass window. The world seemed to be quiet like this. After a long time, Gan Meiya felt a kiss in her hair, and that deep and magnetic voice It sounded in my ear: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt. You should have your career." The voice was the same as usual, and there was nothing strange about it.

The sensor light came on with the sound, Gan Meiya raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Thank you, Taro."

"Let's go, let's go eat." Sakaki Taro still held Kanmei's hand and walked down the stairs.

Gan Meiya blinked her eyes, stepped on high heels and followed behind him, but the other hand hanging by her side gradually clenched into a fist. Who knows, where she couldn't see, the man's other hand also Clenched into a fist.

The author has something to say: I don't mean to despise the teacher here, there is no no no no no no...

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