Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the hospital, Zuo Hongchen was the most popular bachelor.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou!â Zuo Hongchen cast a glance at her and hid his depression. âEat your lunch. When I was in America, I was so lucky to know Dr. Eily, and we exchanged some of our views. I have sorted out all of the relevant materials. Later, come to my office and get them.â
âSo nice of you! Thank you very much.â
âYou donât have to thank me. What about you buy me dinner?â Zuo Hongchen asked, only half-joking.
Su Qingsan nodded earnestly. âOf course. I would buy you dinner even if you hadnât offered me the materials. I have to buy you a welcome dinner, right?â
âThen donât you take advantage of me again? You buy me dinner for two events?â
âThen I will buy you two dinners.â
âThree; you have to buy me another one for your marriage.â Zuo Hongchen laughed at himself after saying that.
Su Qingsang didnât take it seriously. In some ways, she was similar to Zuo Hongchen. Both of them loved their specialty. When they were engaged in their work, they cared about nobody and could skip three meals a day. They are almost workaholics. Their relationship had been good since her internship. Both Shi Mengwan and Zuo HongChen were Su Qingsangâs friends.
After taking some references from Zuo Hongchenâs office and assisting him with a small operation, Su Qing took her handbag and completely forgot that Huo Jinyao would take her home.
âFinished?â Standing in front of Su Qingsangâs bureau, Zuo Hongchen smiled at her focused expression as she used the computer.
âAlmost,â Su Qingsang uttered but didnât take her eyes off of the references. The files Zuo Hongchen brought were so helpful.
She was in the mood to look at all the data.
âYou... you are still a workaholic,â Zuo Hongchen uttered, a gentle feeling in his eyes. He pulled a chair up and had a seat, and stared at Su Qingsang.
Su Qingsang didnât even notice. Confused by the data, she raised her head and looked at Zuo Hongchen. âHere, this is the data collected from Dr. Allieâs clinical practice? â
âLet me see,â Zuo Hongchen said. He walked behind her and looked at the data.
âIâve discussed this data with Dr. Allie. This data was all from her clinical test. Actually, these latest essays have been published, but we can not read them yet in our country.â
âDr. Allie is so awesome!â Su Qingsang added with an expression of amiration, âHer data is so awesome, as well as her analysis.â
Although he answered her question, Zuo Hongchen still stood behind her and explained his ideas about these files now and then.
Both of them were doctors. Although they had different specialties, the basic medical theory was still the same. Su Qingsang nodded and didnât realize they had gotten closer and closer.
âQingsang?â A sudden voice startled her. She turned around and had no idea how long Huo Jinyao had been there.
âYou are still working?â Huo Jinyao glimpsed at Zuo Hongchen.
This man doesnât wear a doctorâs coat. Who is he? Zuo Hongchen wondered.
âAlmost.â Su Qingsang finally realized Huo Jinyao had said he would take her home.
After saving the file, Su Qingsang stood up and found Huo Jinyao was staring at Zuo Hongchen, who was standing behind her. Su Qingsang rubbed her forehead, realizing she should have remembered their plans.
Seeing Su Qingsang standing there in a trance, Huo Jinyao stepped forward and glimpsed at Zuo Hongchen. âQingsang, would you mind introducing this gentleman to me?â