So it was really her, Wen Chi took a sip of coffee.
âIs she a friend of yours?â Dr. Zhang asked curiously.
âNo,â Wen Chi shook his head, he certainly didnât want to invite trouble, such matters were definitely to be avoided at all costs.
âI knew it, she is so beautiful, elegant, and poised, just like a celebrity.â Dr. Zhang must be one of her admirers.
âGo for it, werenât you just heartbroken recently? The best medicine for healing wounds is a new romance.â Actually, Wen Chi had no intention of reopening wounds, he wasnât into gossip, but Dr. Zhang was also one of the people he got along with well in the hospital, after all they were about the same age, and they even played basketball together before.
Dr. Zhang sighed heavily, his tone inexplicably melancholic, âI just admire her, these days girls all like guys with high attractiveness, like you.â
âDonât be discouraged, effort pays off, everyone has their own strengths, donât give up on yourself.â Wen Chi patted his shoulder, as if to encourage him.
âThank you.â Dr. Zhang recovered quickly.
âYeah, I have surgery to prepare for, Iâll go now, we can chat some other time when Iâm free.â Wen Chi checked the time, it was about time.
âSure, letâs keep in touch.â Dr. Zhang thought that although Wen Chi could be somewhat aloof at times, he was genuinely kind-hearted.
Watching Wen Chi leave, he quickly went back to his department as well, he had a clinic to attend to momentarily.
Just as he was turning a corner, a tall figure nearly bumped into him.
âDr. Song, are you alright?â Dr. Zhang really felt that one shouldnât talk about others during the day, or ghosts at night,
He had just been talking with Dr. Wen, and now he ran into her immediately.
âIâm fine, sorry, I was lost in thought. Could you tell me where the boiling water room is?â The speaker was Song Ying, who had just been wondering which floor Wen Chi worked on?
She knew that Wen Chi had started work, and she was the first to know.
When a beautiful woman asks a question, Dr. Zhang was certainly willing to answer, âOh, just keep going straight and then turn left, youâll see it.â
Dr. Zhang even enthusiastically pointed the way for Song Ying, feeling quite honored to do so.
âThank you.â Song Ying walked away with her cup, leaving a hint of fragrance as she passed by Dr. Zhang.
Dr. Zhang watched her graceful figure departing and thought to himself that even the white coat couldnât conceal her alluring figure. This girl was just perfect, had everything one could ask for, and her long hair swayed enchantingly as she walked, very captivating.
But as excellent as she was, she definitely wouldnât fancy someone like him, what a pity â clear water flows with emotion, but fallen flowers are unintentional.
It wasnât until Song Ying disappeared from view that Dr. Zhang headed back to the office.
Wen Chi drank his coffee, and indeed, he felt much more alert. He returned to his office and set the cup down.
Suddenly, he found it a bit funny, no wonder Dr. Zhang was making such a fuss, this pink cup was a pair of âlove cupsâ bought by Huanhuan, they each had one, she said he would think of her when he drank from it.
What a silly girl, even without drinking water, he often thought of her, anyway.
He gathered his thoughts and then straightened his clothes before leaving the office.
Todayâs surgery was a cesarean section for twins, and because of the pressure inside the womb, it had to be carried out at 37 weeks.
For Wen Chi, this was not considered a major surgery, but no matter the size, carelessness was not allowed, because every life-related issue was a big deal.
After sterilizing, Wen Chi put on his sterilized surgical attire and entered the operating room. His expression was a bit stern, his demeanor very focused; at this moment, he was completely absorbed in his work.