Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia took the button from Xiao Jiyan and took a closer look. It was obviously a men's cufflink...

A possibility suddenly emerged in my mind.

But she quickly rejected this ridiculous idea.

"There are many possibilities for ZX, it doesn't necessarily have to be Zhu Xia."

"Indeed." Su Weiwen said slowly, "But the combination of the location, time and person makes it most likely that you are the one."

Xiao Jiyan: "If Dr. Zhu says he has no recollection, then he definitely doesn't have any."

After he finished speaking, he reached out to take the cufflinks from Zhu Xia's palm, but the latter dodged calmly and said calmly, "It may be from the patient he saw today."

Su Weiwen concentrated on eating without even raising her head: "Then you can take it."

Zhu Xia: “Yeah.”

Xiao Jiyan asked again, "How is the patient in Ward 7?"

"The examination showed that the blood salt level was too low and general anesthesia was not possible," said Zhu Xia.

Su Weiwen continued, "We can only perform the surgery after our blood salt levels return to normal."

The calm morning breeze and waves made most people feel relaxed. After lunch break, some interns were still sitting leisurely in the tea and reading room.

Zhao Ye held the coffee cup in both hands, resting his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and asked with interest: "Do you remember the middle-aged man in Ward 22?"

Hu Qianxin twirled the corner of the medical book with her fingertips, looked up from the book and asked, "The one who refuses to have surgery?"

"Yes, that's him." Zhao Ye said excitedly, "He's willing to have the surgery!"

Li Jiayi leaned back in his chair, looking up with shock in his eyes: "He actually agreed?! He is very stubborn and refused to listen to any advice. How could he suddenly agree?"

"The middle-aged man refused to have the surgery because he was worried that he would die on the operating table and his wife would run away with someone else. His wife was angry with him and refused to sign the consent form for the surgery. The couple quarreled for a whole day and night, causing chaos!"

Zhao Ye leaned forward and described vividly, "Who would have thought that after Dr. Zhu talked to them for less than half an hour, they calmed down and agreed to the surgery!"

Hu Qianxin was surprised: "Do they listen to Dr. Zhu so much?"

Li Jiayi sat up straight. "I saw her arguing with the dean about the surgical plan. She was not afraid of power at all. Who is Dr. Zhu?"

Zhao Ye stepped on the ground, using his strength to make the chair wheels roll. He moved closer and whispered:

"It is said that the dean went to New York to attend a seminar and watched Dr. Zhu perform an operation. He immediately decided to recruit her. Dr. Zhu is a technical doctor. Her operations are quite spectacular. She has outstanding professional skills and is also beautiful."

"Dr. Zhu graduated from Harvard University, which is ranked first in the world for medical science. She has also lived in London and New York, so she has a rich resume." Hu Qianxin put down her medical book and said softly, "Professors in the three international metropolises of New York, London and Hong Kong all want to win her over. Her strength is undoubtedly strong."

The port area is known as "New York-London-Port" together with New York and London, and is one of the top three financial centers in the world.

To be treated preferentially in a place full of talented people, it depends not only on professional skills, but also on personal background and interpersonal style.

Li Jiayi opened his eyes wide.

Hu Qianxin glanced at the door inadvertently, and when she saw something, her face changed in shock. She stood up suddenly and said angrily, "Doctor Zhu, Doctor Xiao!"

Zhao Ye and Li Jiayi looked towards the door when they heard the voice, and stood up in panic: "Doctor Zhu, Doctor Xiao!"

Talking about people being caught in the act is an embarrassing social disgrace that can be included in your annual summary!

Zhu Xia didn't care and nodded to them in a friendly manner.

Xiao Jiyan had a serious look on his face and raised his hand to call out the names one by one.

"Drinking coffee leisurely, Zhao Ye, do you think this is a cafe? This is a hospital!"

"Read books, Hu Qianxin, do you think this is a library? This is a hospital!"

"Li Jiayi, you are even worse. You are chatting with people online here. Do you think this is a computer room? This is a hospital!"

"Come on, come on, answer me, where is this place?"

Three interns: "Hospital!"

They left quickly and passed by Su Weiwen who followed in.

"I could hear the hospital from far away." Su Weiwen looked at Zhu Xia, then at Xiao Jiyan, "Did you catch the young man telling jokes again?"

Zhu Xia smiled and spread his hands.

"That's Doctor Xiao." Su Weiwen took the coffee from Zhu Xia and said to Xiao Jiyan, "You know how much resources it takes to train a doctor. If you make them depressed, you can expect to be scolded."

Xiao Jiyan: "We stood at the door for half a minute, and they were still talking enthusiastically about Dr. Zhu. If we don't scold them, they won't learn their lesson."

He turned to look at Zhu Xia, "But I also want to know how you convinced that couple."

Zhu Xia: "I tell patients that they will die sooner or later anyway, so if they have the chance, they should be nicer to their families."

Xiao Jiyan laughed: "You will die sooner or later. You have found a language bug."

Su Weiwen also asked: "What about his wife?"

Zhu Xia: "I told her that I broke up with my boyfriend out of spite, and he died not long after. Now I regret it."

Su Weiwen couldn't help laughing, "The best way to comfort someone is to prove that you are worse off than she is."

Zhu Xia's eyebrows curved and she smiled: "That's right."

There was an operation in the afternoon, so Zhu Xia said goodbye to them without staying long.

Her mind was so full of thoughts about the surgery that she had no room to think about the cufflinks.

It was not until I got home in the evening, took a comfortable bath, and curled up on the sofa like a boneless person that I vaguely remembered that the mystery of the owner of the cufflinks had not been solved.

She unlocked her phone and tapped the screen a few times with her fingertips, only to realize later that she didn't have He Lianzhou's contact information.

A moment later, she clicked on Instagram.

She occasionally shares her daily life, including photos of bars, landscapes, piano scores, etc.

He Lianzhou didn't use Instagram originally, but when they were together, she asked him to register and like her posts specifically.

When I was young, I always liked to do fancy things.

Zhu Xia's own account nickname is 'Sumer'. She clicked into the follow list and found an account nicknamed 'm'.

When she created the account, she asked He Lianzhou to choose a nickname, and he typed an 'm' without thinking.

It was originally a very common nickname, without any meaning, but she had an extraordinary friend, the moon.

Lin Jiayue is an expert in love and is best at picking up romance from the little things in life.

I still remember one day, the bored friend Moon spied on Zhu Xia's social circle.

"Girl, this guy is definitely secretly in love with you!" Lin Jiayue could figure out the connection without even thinking. "Although the dates of his few updates were different, they were all posted at 06:21. What day is June 6st? Summer Solstice! Your birthday!"

“summer+m=summer.”

"You + I = you. In terms of the literariness of the language, it can be interpreted as: I love you, but you are free."

"If we look at it from a mathematical point of view, it might be... A? B, you include me and put me in your field, wow!"

After listening to Lin Jiayue's machine gun-like output, Zhu Xia got goose bumps on his arms.

She said: "There is another possibility, SM, seeking abuse."

"Ahhh!" Lin Jiayue wailed, "My pure Platonic love has been ruined by you, I punish you with a kiss!"

Zhu Xia laughed, "Silly girl."