Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

It's very hot in midsummer.

Of course, one of the climate characteristics of this city is high temperature and heavy rainfall in summer.

Zhu Xia walked out of the hospital building, and the hot and dry wind blew towards her like a steamer, and the drowsiness in her brain caused by the continuous surgery yesterday was almost gone.

The phone rings.

The call was from the hospital, informing her that there was an abnormal condition with the patient in the ICU.

She immediately turned around and walked back, asking about the situation while running.

Just as she was about to cross the parking lot, a jet-black Maybach suddenly turned and drove towards her at high speed. She kept walking, put her palm on the hood of the car, raised her hand to gesture to the driver, told him to "drive slower", then brushed past the car and rushed to the hospital.

The driver was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and was speechless for a long time.

Special assistant Chen Shao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked the man in the back seat, "Are you okay?"

He Lianzhou held the cigar between his long fingers and glanced at the figure without any disturbance in his expression.

"I'm sorry..." The driver came to his senses and apologized.

Chen Shao told the driver: "Be careful in the hospital, don't worry."

The driver nodded awkwardly.

"The pre-purchase plan for the acquisition of Haoski has been released. Mr. Li is waiting for your review and signature at the headquarters." Chen Shao continued to report on his work. "Your second uncle is currently under investigation. It is expected that the investigation may take up to half a year. His future is uncertain. The old gentleman is asking about it..."

"Grandfather, find an excuse to push it off." He Lianzhou ordered indifferently.

Chen Shao agreed: "Mr. Jiang has been taking care of Farah in the ward for the past two days. The doctor said that Farah is fine and can be discharged."

Jiang Anyu always responds to children's requests and often forgets the doctor's advice. If it weren't for him, Farah would have been discharged from the hospital yesterday.

The driver parked the car, Chen Shao got out, stood next to He Lianzhou, and gestured to Uncle Cai in the car in the distance, indicating that the bodyguards should keep a proper distance.

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"Blessings, Doctor!"

A patient undergoing heart valve surgery suddenly developed ventricular fibrillation, a malignant arrhythmia. Zhu Xia rushed back without stopping. While her colleague was sweating profusely doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, she took over the patient and instructed the nurse to use the defibrillator for emergency defibrillation treatment.

The patient's heart rhythm returned to normal. Zhu Xia raised her head and wiped the sweat off her forehead, breathing a sigh of relief. To avoid any more emergencies, she stayed a little longer and visited the patient who had surgery yesterday.

While waiting for the elevator, Zhu Xia took out his cell phone and was about to reply to Lin Jiayue's message, but the screen suddenly went black and a call came in.

"Sumer, do you still consider me a friend?"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Xia laughed, "I haven't replied to your message for a long time, and you're raising it to this level?"

"If we were friends, why didn't I know you were going to marry Song Chengyu?"

When Zhu Xia was seven years old, she had no relatives and was adopted by the Song family to protect Song Chengyu from disasters and evil spirits. Lin Jiayue knew this when she first met Zhu Xia. At that time, she sneered and said it was nonsense!

But she only found out two hours ago that Zhu Xia was the granddaughter-in-law designated by Mr. Song.

"Yes." The elevator arrived and Zhu Xia walked in. "So I escaped from marriage and came here. Miss Lin, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Lin Jiayue sighed: "Don't worry, my friends in Beijing told me that Song Chengyu is busy hanging out with young models and has no time to care about you."

"But his public relations is really great. He suppressed the scandal before it got out of hand." She said with a hint of envy in her tone.

"He is indeed outstanding." Zhu Xia said, "If the Tang Dynasty was under his leadership, even the An-Shi Rebellion would not have happened."

Lin Jiayue was amused by her teasing words and switched to Cantonese smoothly, "You are so sharp."

"Do I have to work overtime on Friday night?"

Zhu Xia also replied in Cantonese: "It shouldn't be necessary. What's wrong?" (It shouldn't be necessary, what's wrong?)

"There's an auction on Friday night, and only special guests can attend. There aren't many people."

The elevator dinged and stopped at the ninth floor. The door opened, and Zhu Xia walked out, then suddenly paused.

The men outside the elevator door were dressed in suits and had burly builds. Even though they didn't look like bad guys, their sudden appearance in front of people still gave people a strong sense of oppression and shock.

She frowned slightly, and the man standing at the forefront of the group was very perceptive. He immediately stepped aside and politely invited her to come over.

"Good morning, doctor."

Lin Jiayue was still calling her on the phone. Zhu Xia looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with a flat head and a kind face, and was sure that she had never seen him before... maybe he was a family member of the patient.

She nodded politely: "Hello."

"Sumer, is the patient in an emergency?" Lin Jiayue asked worriedly.

"No."

"Then I wish the great doctor could spare some time from his busy schedule to come with me?"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, it was about time, so she prepared to change clothes and leave.

It was clearly visiting hours, but the corridor was eerily quiet.

Zhu Xia didn't care much. As she turned the corner of the corridor, a small shadow suddenly pounced on her and said in a baby voice:

"Sister, elder sister..."

The soft and warm little person wrapped around her calves. She looked down and was stunned.

A pink face full of collagen, crystal clear eyes, soft and boneless arms and legs...this little guy is so cute.

"Sister!" The little girl gently tugged at the corner of Zhu Xia's white robe, playfully crawled under her collar, and giggled.

Zhu Xia held the little girl's arm to steady her, then looked around to find her parents, but there was no one there. She frowned.

Which careless parent would let a three or four-year-old child run around?

"Little boy, what's your name?" she asked softly.

The little girl's big eyes flickered, she just clenched her sleeves and said nothing.

Zhu Xia was thinking about asking the nurses if they knew the child.

"Farah." A voice suddenly sounded.

It was deep and pleasant...and a little familiar.

Zhu Xia looked up and felt something stabbed in the middle of his eyebrows.

The light streamed down from the ceiling, reflecting on the man's neat short hair, and then along his neck, shoulders, waistline, and long legs, outlining his tall and straight figure. His pupils were extremely dark, and the slightly raised corners of his eyes were restrained with an inhuman and distant look, and his whole body exuded an innate sharpness.

This kind of person is a natural decision maker, maneuvering and difficult to approach. Just one glance at him can make people unconsciously feel fear.

Many times, memory has a folding nature, with new images piling up deeper memories, and at a certain moment, images that you thought you had long forgotten will suddenly emerge like a tide, catching you off guard.

She had seen this man's eyes many times, always much hotter and clearer than now, wanton, teasing, lustful, and feigned anger.

The unexpected reunion was like a sudden storm in the rainy season, catching everyone off guard.

Zhu Xia's mind was working rapidly, and she came up with a lucky idea from the tangled thread:

He Lianzhou couldn't recognize her.

However, he suddenly leaned over, and Zhu Xia subconsciously turned her head to avoid him. His eyes fell on the certificate pinned on her left chest.

"Surgeon at Hong Kong Yan Hospital."

He Lianzhou spoke in a steady tone, and pronounced the words clearly, "Zhu Xia."