Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Before leaving get off work, Zhu Xia went to the ward of a patient who had undergone a major operation last week.

Before I reached the ward, I saw a tall, thin, white figure wandering at the door from a distance.

Zhu Xia remembered him as Zhao Ye, one of the interns, who was outgoing, sunny and cheerful.

Zhao Ye paced back and forth, with his head down, again and again.

Zhu Xia came closer.

When Zhao Ye saw her, his eyebrows jumped and he felt embarrassed as if he had done something wrong.

"Doctor Zhu..."

Zhu Xia smiled back and nodded: "Come to see the patient?"

Zhao Ye nodded and shook his head, his stiff shoulders shrugged like a quail.

He can bear this embarrassment, bear it, bear it, bear it... It is clearly forcing himself, it is clearly torture.

Zhu Xia had no intention of playing riddles with him and just pushed the door open.

Zhao Ye followed her carefully.

The ward was in a mess. A boy of about seventeen or eighteen with short yellow hair had his left foot on the ground and his right foot on the bed. He was holding a guitar and wearing headphones. He was immersed in his own world, playing the weird music without distraction.

Zhu Xia had seen too many strange patients, so she walked in calmly and stopped the music in the patient's ears.

The boy turned his head, saw that it was her, and took off his headphones.

"Doctor Zhu."

"The nurse told me you were looking for me?" Zhu Xia said.

"Yes, yes, yes, let me report the situation to you." The boy showed his white teeth and smiled, "The King of Hell came to me, but I rejected him and broke up with him."

Zhao Ye: …

It's over. Everything else is fine, but there's something wrong with my brain.

Zhu Xia knew the patient's condition very well. She looked around and saw a pamphlet on the table with the words "*** Music Live" written on it.

She didn't look closely.

"Can I be discharged early?" the boy pleaded, "I'm the soul lead singer of the band, the performance can't be without me."

As his attending physician, Zhu Xia arranged for him to be hospitalized for half a month after the operation for observation to see if the disease would recur and whether there were any post-operative sequelae.

Zhu Xia retracted her gaze and met his eyes: "When is the performance?"

"Next Friday!"

Next Friday...The boy was originally scheduled to be discharged next Sunday, but he was discharged two days earlier.

Zhu Xia seemed to be thinking about something. He plucked the strings of his guitar with his slender fingers and said, "I'll talk to your parents first."

"I hope the doctor agrees. There will definitely be no problem with them!" The boy's face showed joy.

Zhu Xia chatted with him for a while and asked him to have a good rest for the next few days and not to do anything big. The boy happily lay down and stopped making any noise.

Zhu Xia walked out of the ward and Zhao Ye followed closely behind her.

"Didn't you go to the obstetrics and gynecology department?" Zhu Xia remembered and asked him.

"It's over there, and the head nurse said I can come here to study." Zhao Ye cleared his throat and said in a low voice.

He usually speaks very loudly, but he always seems to lack confidence in front of Dr. Zhu.

Lin Daiyu in the Grand View Garden, although all the beauties in the Red Mansion are weak, she is the sickest after all.

Among the people in the hospital, Zhu Xia undoubtedly has the highest requirements for internship assessment.

Even though she is lazy at heart, she takes many things for granted.

Zhu Xia declined to comment, only saying: "It is common for patients to be uncooperative, so don't worry about it. It will be fine once you have more experience with them."

Wha...what?

Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment.

I wish the doctor would get off work, and I said a few words of comfort to him if he was in a good mood.

But the other party seemed to be frightened by her gentle side.

Zhu Xia glanced at him and felt a little distressed.

She really doesn't know how to comfort people.

Zhu Xia went back to the office, changed her clothes, and tidied herself up.

She Yi knocked on the door and came in. Seeing her running her hands through her long hair and tying it up casually, she said, "Your hair has grown a lot. I remember when I first saw you, it seemed to be shoulder-length?"

"Yes, shoulder length," Zhu Xia said. She rarely went out of her way to get her hair cut, but her hair never seemed to grow very long. Looking back, this was the longest it had been in recent years.

"Just now, Dr. Guan from the neurosurgery department came to ask me about you." She Yi looked at Zhu Xia, "Haven't you two shaken hands and made peace yet?"

"Good things can't become bad, and bad things can't become good." Discrimination exists everywhere, but Zhu Xia doesn't care.

"I feel relieved when you are so insightful."

She Yi handed Zhu Xia a box of sugar jars filled with colorful sugar beads.

Zhu Xia put one in his mouth, and the sweet lemon flavor of the fruit candy lingered on the tip of his tongue.

"Let's go."

Zhu Xia took her bag and said goodbye to She Yi.

"Be careful on the road." She Yi looked at Zhu Xia with a smile that had a hint of affection in it. She had worked at Hong Yan Hospital for more than ten years and was very caring towards her new sister doctor.

Whenever Zhu Xia has free time in the evening these days, he will go to the EVG Club to have a drink and sit for a while, and today is no exception.

Lin Jiayue's whereabouts have been unknown recently. No one knows where she went to do undercover work to investigate the news, or where she went to hang out. But she still sent good morning, good afternoon and good night as usual.

The two of them are friends, following the principle of mutual understanding and tolerance, and not overstepping the boundaries.

I wish Xia will go to EVG Club, find a quiet booth to sit down and have a sip of wine.

A new message pops up on WhatsApp.

Li Baize: "I'm looking for information at the EVG club, do you want to join me?"

Zhu Xia put down his wine glass and looked around subconsciously, but did not see any trace of Li Baize.

He wouldn't send her a message for no reason. He must have discovered something.

Zhu Xia: "I'm at the booth on the first floor, where are you?"

Li Baize obviously didn't expect that she was in the EVG club, and replied to her after a while:

"I'm on the second floor, looking for you?"

Zhu Xia: "No need, just send me the room number and I can go there myself."

Li Baize immediately sent the box room number.

Zhu Xia stood up holding her cell phone. Instead of taking the elevator, she walked towards the red stairs and went up to the second floor step by step.

The first floor is not noisy, and the second floor is even quieter. The layout is full of luxury.

The air is filled with the scent of perfume. What comes into view is the dim chandelier on the ceiling and the cashmere carpet covering the corridor.

Li Baize left the box and greeted her outside.

"Zheng Tianyou seems to have encountered some trouble. He has not been in Hong Kong for the past two months and has gone abroad to hide." Li Baize said.

"What trouble is this?" Zhu Xia frowned. She expected Zheng Tianyou to be a difficult person, but things seemed to be more difficult to handle than she expected.

"It's not clear yet."

"Where did he go? Can you find any trace of him?"

"Zheng Tianyou is very cautious and has traveled to many cities. His exact location is still under investigation."

Zhu Xia was thoughtful.

Li Baize paused and said, "But there is one strange thing. After Zheng Tianyou left the port area, the EVG Club became the property of the merchants in Macao City."

Zhu Xia’s eyelids twitched.

Aocheng businessman...Shang Xun.

"Does Zheng Tianyou have any dealings with merchants?" she asked.

Li Baize was about to speak when he noticed something and suddenly turned his head.

Zhu Xia followed his gaze.

The next second, I heard a frivolous greeting: "Hey, isn't this Sumer?"