Brain surgery is only a small department, and women always like to gossip. In the afternoon, the news that Qian Mengqi poured Song Hongyun's tea quickly spread throughout the department.
There are many rumors about this matter. Some say that Song Hongyun hates him because of his love, some say that Qian Mengqi hates him because of his love, some say that the two have an affair, and some say that there are disputes caused by one party's affection for another...
These rumors and rumors have undoubtedly made Qian Mengqi's mood even worse. Moreover, it is difficult for her to explain this kind of thing. How to explain it? It is not her fault, Qian Mengqi is the No. 1 in the Provincial People's Hospital.
The handsome doctor insisted on pestering her, and because he couldn't get it, he started resorting to various methods.
Some people might believe this, but most of them would probably laugh at her because Qian Mengqi was trying to put money on her face. After all, he was a handsome doctor, while Qian Mengqi was just a pretty nurse.
The day shift ended at four o'clock, and Qian Mengqi left immediately after get off work. He Wanyun wanted to accompany her, but something happened in the ward and he couldn't leave.
Qian Mengqi did not take the bus, but walked alone on the side of the road sadly and aggrieved, wiping tears as she walked.
A little bird in the sky flapped its wings and followed her quietly, its small eyes moving from time to time.
In the laboratory, Yu Ziqing was concentrating on operating the original absorption spectrometer. A picture suddenly appeared in his mind. Qian Mengqi was walking alone on the side of the road, with tears hanging on his face.
"This girl is starting to be sentimental again!" Yu Ziqing heard what happened that night and shook his head with a smile, but his deep eyes unknowingly revealed a trace of love and doting that even he didn't know existed.
However, the smile on Yu Ziqing's face quickly disappeared because he found that there were still many grievances written on that pretty face.
"Hey, it doesn't seem to be the patient's problem. It's strange, what could make this girl so sad and aggrieved?" Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and thought to himself.
Unknowingly, Qian Mengqi walked to the park next to the canal in Datang New Village. She glanced around blankly. When she saw the familiar bench, she walked over and sat on it, holding her knees with her hands and pointing her head.
Qiao's handsome chin rested on his knees, staring at the canal stupidly, but tears fell down.
I don’t know when, Qian Mengqi began to miss Yu Ziqing a little, thinking about that night when she was sitting here, with him comforting her by her side, and thinking about that night when he, the Iron Rooster, showed mercy to her for the first time and invited her to eat at Pizza Hut.
Thinking of that night he lent her his shoulder to lean on
But she knew that Yu Ziqing would not come today because he was still at work.
"Would you like to lend me a shoulder to lean on? I don't mind!" A familiar voice sounded next to Qian Mengqi.
Qian Mengqi unexpectedly raised her pretty face with glistening teardrops, and saw the familiar pretty face. At this time, the pretty face had a gentle smile on it, and it looked at her with half-smiling eyes.
Then without waiting for her answer, he sat down next to her.
"Who should rely on your stinky shoulders!" Qian Mengqi wiped away her tears and said with a raised mouth, but her hand had already wrapped around Yu Ziqing's arm and she rested her head lightly on his shoulder.
"What is it that makes you, a man, sit here and cry?" Yu Ziqing asked.
Qian Mengqi opened her mouth. She wanted to dump all her bitterness on Yu Ziqing, but suddenly she remembered that this matter had something to do with him. If she told him about it, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't go to Song Hongyun to settle the score.
It hurt him.
"Crying is a girl's right. Can't you just cry when you want to?" Qian Mengqi suddenly changed her tune and said.
Yu Ziqing really didn't expect that a girl could cry so confidently, and couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
Of course, Yu Ziqing was not naive enough to believe this reason, but Qian Mengqi obviously didn't want to tell him her sadness when she said this, so Yu Ziqing had no intention of continuing to ask.
"Okay, then you can cry, but remember to wash this T-shirt for me then." Yu Ziqing pointed to the wet patch on his shoulder and said.
"People are like this, and you still want me to wash T-shirts!" Qian Mengqi pinched Yu Ziqing's arm bitterly, and then wiped her tears on Yu Ziqing's body.
"Hey, hey, do you treat someone who comes here to comfort you like this?" Yu Ziqing slapped Qian Mengqi's claws away with one hand, pretending to be indignant.
"Is there anyone who can comfort people like you? Then you might as well not come!" Qian Mengqi raised her lips and continued to greet Yu Ziqing. She did not go into details about how Yu Ziqing knew that she was crying here.
"That's what you said, then I'm leaving." Yu Ziqing said as if he was about to stand up and leave, but Qian Mengqi glanced at him and didn't stay. She just continued to stare at the ships coming and going on the canal in a daze.
Seeing this, Yu Ziqing had no choice but to sit back again, but his heart became more and more strange, wondering what kind of injustice this girl had suffered in the hospital.
"Forget it, seeing how pitiful you look, I'll continue to rely on you." Yu Ziqing said.
Hearing this, Qian Mengqi leaned her shoulder again and said nothing this time.
The two of them just snuggled on the bench quietly until sunset, then got up and went home for dinner.
During this period, Yu Ziqing specifically contacted the little bird sitting on the tree, but found that Qian Mengqi was still happy when she went to work in the morning, but suddenly became unhappy when she got off work.
On Friday, Qian Mengqi worked the night shift and rested at home during the day, while Yu Ziqing went to work as normal.
At around 8:30, Yu Ziqing was still a little worried about Qian Mengqi's matter. After thinking about it, he made a call to the Brain Surgery Nurse Station of the Provincial People's Hospital. Qian Mengqi had called him on the hospital phone before.
, Yu Ziqing still remembers.
"Is Zheng Xiaoyin here?" Yu Ziqing asked after the call was connected.
At Qian Mengqi's birthday dinner, Yu Ziqing and Zheng Xiaoyin went to the cashier in a Rolls-Royce, so they were quite familiar with her.
Zheng Xiaoyin was on duty today and answered the phone quickly.
"Hello, this is Zheng Xiaoyin." Zheng Xiaoyin answered the phone and said.
"Hello, I am Yu Ziqing, do you remember me?" Yu Ziqing said.
"It turns out it's you!" Zheng Xiaoyin said in surprise. Of course she had a deep memory of Yu Ziqing, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to call her.
"Haha, it seems you still remember me. That's right, I want to ask you something." Yu Ziqing said.
Zheng Xiaoyin was a smart girl, and she immediately felt sorry for her, feeling a little sour in her heart, and said, "I thought you were calling to see her, but it turns out you were asking about things. Did you want to ask about Qiqi?
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Yu Ziqing's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he thought to himself, something really happened to this girl in the hospital.
