Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

"Not bad." Su Qingyan glanced at Jiang Xingyao and lay back on the bed, as if he was seeing someone off.

The long silence made the atmosphere awkward, but Lu Ze was not affected at all. He continued to study Zhou Cheng's circle of friends with Su Qingyan's phone.

"The director said he has prescribed some medicine for you. You will definitely get better."

"Yeah." Su Qingyan really didn't want to see Jiang Xingyao right now. In essence, he was still very concerned about his reputation. After that night, he was very resistant to Jiang Xingyao's active contact.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Xingyao glanced at Lu Ze. Lu Ze lowered his head and ignored him. After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Xingyao decided to tell Su Qingyan about the current situation.

"Someone replaced Wan Lin's cigarettes. He is now in the hospital and his condition is not optimistic."

Su Qingyan frowned when he heard Wan Lin's name, then rolled his eyes in his heart. Who would dare to exchange Wan Lin's cigarettes and lie to a child?

"Qing Yan, I am also very uncomfortable about this happening, but this game was organized by the Jiang family, and we have a great responsibility. Big Brother has invited several experts in this field. When you recover from your illness, he will apologize to Director Su in person."

Su Qingyan snorted in his heart. Why should he apologize to Mr. Su? Shouldn’t he apologize to me?

"Dad! Doctor Zhou is calling!" Lu Ze suddenly shouted and rushed to Su Qingyan with the phone in hand.

When Jiang Xingyao heard this terrible name, his eyes went dark and he stopped what he was about to say.

Zhou Cheng returned to the hospital to deal with the unfinished work in the morning. It was already noon when he finished. When he went to the duty room to change his clothes, he saw the skis neatly placed on the table by the cleaning lady. Su Qingyan's sick and pitiful appearance instantly came to his mind. He accepted Su Qingyan's WeChat friend request. Soon Su Qingyan sent a message, but before he could go to see her, he was called by the doctor on duty to have lunch together.

A while ago, Mr. Su's bombardment made Zhou Cheng a hot topic in the department. When he was asked who the foreigner was during dinner, Zhou Cheng said he was Su Qingyan's friend. When he was asked why he was crying, Zhou Cheng remained silent. Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, everyone changed the subject.

After dinner, Zhou Cheng took his skis to the garage to get his car to go home. Then he remembered the message Su Qingyan had just sent him.

-Is it not allowed to bring mobile phones into the ICU?

After seeing these words, Zhou Cheng felt his heart beating wildly in his throat. He usually remained calm in the face of the bloody situation in the operating room, but now he was so nervous that he felt like vomiting.

Su Qingyan’s message was sent more than an hour ago. Zhou Cheng didn’t know what changes might have occurred in his condition during this period, so he immediately sent a voice message back.

During the ten seconds of waiting for the voice call to be connected, Zhou Cheng almost forgot to breathe. Only after hearing Su Qingyan's voice did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Doctor Zhou?" Su Qingyan sat up straight nervously.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Cheng asked as he started the car, his tone hard to tell whether it was anger or anxiety.

After Zhou Cheng's call was connected, Jiang Xingyao saw an expression on Su Qingyan's face that he had never seen before, cautious and timid, with a guilty and nervous look.

"I'm afraid that after the follow-up examination tomorrow, I will really have to go to the ICU to have an artificial liver." Su Qingyan answered in a low voice.

Lu Ze pursed his lips and leaned back tactically. He had never seen Su Qingyan with this expression and tone before.

Jiang Xingyao knew that if he stayed any longer he would only be asking for trouble, so he turned around and left.

"No, don't think too much and have a good rest." When Zhou Cheng heard Su Qingyan say this, he softened his heart again and his tone softened.

"I don't know how long I'll have to stay in the hospital. I want to spend my birthday... Christmas with you."

Su Qingyan still didn't tell anyone about his birthday.

Zhou Cheng was stunned when he heard him say that.

"You're off from the night shift, right? Are you home now?" Su Qingyan looked at him for a long time without saying anything and changed the subject.

"We're almost home."

"Then go home and sleep. I won't disturb you anymore." Su Qingyan tried to save face.

"Okay, send me the re-examination results tomorrow." Zhou Cheng said and hung up the voice call.

"Doctor Zhou is both fierce and gentle to you." Lu Ze saw that Su Qingyan still sat upright without moving.

"Lu Ze, help me with something." Su Qingyan noticed that Lu Ze had started eating potato chips again, so he snatched them away and put them aside.

Apart from Su Qingyan, there was really no one who could make Lu Ze obedient. Although Lu Ze also complained in his heart, he still resigned himself to his fate and set off.

When Zhou Cheng was doing his morning rounds, he heard a WeChat notification sound. He usually ignored it, but today he quickly took out his phone from his white coat pocket and found it was a notice from the hospital doctor group. He felt disappointed and put the phone back in his pocket without even looking at it. He asked the nurse for his phone back right after the surgery at noon. He anxiously opened WeChat, but still didn't see the message he wanted. Zhou Cheng sat on the chair in the operating room and hesitated for a long time before sending the message.

"Teacher Zhou, it's time for dinner." Zhou Cheng's students went to call him, somewhat puzzled as to what was wrong with Dr. Zhou today, as they had never seen him in a daze normally.

Zhou Cheng responded and followed the students out.

I was so absent-minded while eating that I ate all the coriander that I usually wouldn't touch.

After lunch, Zhou Cheng returned to the office and looked at the time. It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon. He finally sent the message.

-Are the test results out?

After waiting for a while without any reply, he stood up nervously and walked to the window, wondering whether he should go over after get off work to see what was going on.

It was the first time that Zhou Cheng felt that going to work was so difficult. He always made mistakes while writing and deleting medical records, and he couldn't remember the results after reading the test reports several times. Finally, he simply closed the workstation and went to the duty room to light a cigarette. After the nicotine circulated in his lungs and was exhaled, Zhou Cheng realized in despair that he seemed to have been firmly hooked by this kid.

Zhou Cheng adjusted his mentality and returned to the office. As soon as he sat down, four WeChat notifications rang in succession. He took out his phone and saw messages from Su Qingyan, three test reports, and a message.

-Did you send the previous one?

Zhou Cheng clicked on the picture and looked at it carefully.

-The doctor didn't say anything. Is his condition getting worse? I saw that Lu Ze looked like he was about to die again.

-My mother is back today too.

-My dad asked a few more professors to come and see.

-I'm a little nervous.

When Zhou Cheng saw Su Qingyan's news one after another, he also felt his anxious emotions.

-The test results show no improvement, but there is no progress either. This disease heals slowly, so don’t be impatient.

-I feel more anxious when they are here, and I feel like no one is telling me the truth.

-Rest more and don't think about anything else.

Zhou Cheng saw that his words meant to let him go, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Zhou Cheng, what's wrong with you today? You're not working but just smiling foolishly at your phone. Are you in love?"

Yang Luning turned sideways and stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked.

"Yes, and I'm going to skip work now. Please keep an eye on it for a while. Now I'm leaving." Zhou Cheng said, turned off the computer and left.

Yang Luning looked at him in amazement. They had been colleagues for 4 years and Zhou Cheng always worked overtime and had never been late or left early. Who on earth had turned him into this?