We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

There was a chill in his smile, and his tone was menacing and powerful.

Mao Feng's face froze. "What, what, what criticism?"

He rubbed his sweaty bald head. "Mr. Fu, what are you talking about? Xiao Wen and I were discussing work. Xiao Wen's work in the burn department has always been well-received. I can't praise her enough, so how could I criticize her?"

"Director Mao," Wen Zhixia brought the topic back to the point, "We were just talking about expired medicines."

......

Mao Feng's face turned slightly green.

Because Fu Ruoshi was there, he couldn't get angry.

"What medicine?" Fu Ruoshi echoed, "Director Mao, what's going on? Tell me. I'll give you my opinion."

He dragged the chair behind him with a clatter, sat down leisurely and leaned back, taking the lead.

"Oh, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Mao Feng was forced to explain, "It was a few young people in the hospital who forgot to throw away some medicine that had expired a day or two ago. Xiao Wen came to report this to me, and I've already decided to strictly handle expired drugs in the hospital and will never give them to patients!"

Wen Zhixia looked at his face that flattered the superiors and bullied the inferiors with disdain.

But she also understands the ways of the world, and she won't be aggressive when others have already said enough.

"Thank you, Director Mao. If I have any work that I haven't done well in the future, please give me more criticism."

Mao Feng said politely, "It's all for the patients and to contribute to society."

Fu Ruoshi stood up and said, "Then we'll go first. Let my mother treat you to tea another day."

"I'll treat you, I'll treat you, and I'll say hello to your father and mother!"

Mao Feng nodded and bowed, sent the two out of the office, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As soon as she left the office, Wen Zhixia was eager to part ways with Fu Ruoshi.

"You're too bold," Fu Ruoshi pulled her back. "You even dared to slam the table at your immediate boss. Do you know that he can fire you with just one word?"

"Of course I know," Wen Zhixia said, "If you want to leave, just leave. There are many hospitals that need me."

Fu Ruoshi asked again, "What if he makes it impossible for you to survive in the entire industry?"

"Even if I have to beg for food, I can still get up earlier than others," Wen Zhixia said. "I can also choose to do less, but I can't do that, so I am willing to pay the price for my persistence."

She has always been like this. Once she chooses a path, she will not look back. She knew from the moment she entered the department that she was unwilling to flatter her superiors and please her colleagues. For this reason, she could only work twice as hard in exchange for the opportunity to be seen.

In fact, as long as she is willing to bow her head, with the financial resources of the Fu family, it would be easy to get her a director position.

Fu Ruoshi knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only talk to her and say, "Mao Feng is a lackey. He became a doctor to make money, not to save lives. You are different. If you provoke him once, he will let you save one less patient. In the end, he will just take the money and leave you alone. You should make your own decision."

Human life is more important than anything else. Wen Zhixia thought about it and felt that it made sense.

She nodded and said, "I understand. I won't argue with him anymore."

Just as she was about to leave, Fu Ruoshi chased after her.

"this is for you."

When they arrived at the corridor, he handed the blind box to Wen Zhixia, "I don't know if it's a limited edition, open it and take a look."

Wen Zhixia was moved but refused.

"I do not want."

"I'm kidding. This isn't for you, it's for Han Zhuojun." Fu Ruoshi said, "I don't recognize this limited edition. Can you open it for me? Don't you still have half an hour before work? Can't you even play here for a while?"

Wen Zhixia looked at the pattern on the outside of the blind box. She still had half of the limited editions in this series unopened, and she was itching to open one.

"Okay." She squatted down and took the box. "Let me try."

When I opened it, I was dumbfounded.

It’s really a limited edition that she likes.

She covered her mouth and let out a silent scream.

Fu Ruoshi was stunned by her joyful expression.

He couldn't help but open one himself. Although this one was not a limited edition, it was something Wen Zhixia had been asking for for a long time.

Wen Zhixia opened several of them in a row. They were either limited edition or rare edition. She was dumbfounded.

She didn't know yet that Fu Ruoshi had run around all over the city's blind box stores and found them for her one by one.

"You, did you buy it from the blind box store?" Wen Zhixia asked, suppressing her excitement. "Did you secretly go to the factory to get the limited edition?"

Fu Ruoshi quickly denied it, "Absolutely not. I bought it from the store based on what was on your table that day. I don't know what's inside it."

So, he really gave it to himself.

Wen Zhixia's smile froze.

She felt sad for no reason.

The once noble and free-spirited young man has fallen to the point of letting women touch blind boxes.

The next second, she put the sadness behind her.

"I don't want it, you take it." Wen Zhixia said hard, "Don't spend all this time thinking about it anymore, we're divorced."

Fu Ruoshi's smile faded, and he lowered his eyes absentmindedly.

He returned to the point, "This money was paid by grandma. She missed you and wanted you to come to her house for dinner."

When talking about grandma, Wen Zhixia's eyes darkened.

However, now, with what identity should I go there?

"No need." Wen Zhixia sighed, "Please say hello to grandma for me and tell her I'm sorry. You and I are divorced and I don't want to interfere in your life or circle anymore."

Now that they have broken up, she will no longer have any connection with the past. She will meet his grandmother today and his friends tomorrow.

If you want to break up, break up cleanly.

"I like blind boxes very much, but I can't accept them." Wen Zhixia put the doll back in his pocket. "If you don't want it, find someone to put it up online. There will be many people who will buy it at a high price. You won't lose money."

"It's time. I'm going to work."

Looking at her running back, Fu Ruoshi's eyes were filled with loneliness.

She could have accepted it, she could have gotten more and better, she could have simply lowered her head and gotten something that others would never get in their lifetimes.

But she wanted nothing.

Fu Ruoshi stood at the end of the busy corridor, and his sigh sounded like the bleak autumn wind.

"Wow! Dora's new blind box!" Xiaoya passed by the corridor and saw Fu Ruoshi staring at the road in a daze. "Mr. Fu, are you giving this to Sister Zhixia?"

Fu Ruoshi came back to his senses and said, "She doesn't want it, so I'll give it to you."

He handed the paper bag to Xiaoya and strode out of the corridor.

When getting off work.

Xiaoya came to the lounge to find Wen Zhixia with a bag of blind boxes.

"Sister Zhixia," she placed the gift bag in front of Wen Zhixia, "The handsome guy is still waiting for you. Do you want to go and see him again?"

Still waiting for me?

Wen Zhixia frowned, wondering if Fu Ruoshi was so love-minded? Didn't his company care about him anymore?

She hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the elevator.

As usual, Fu Ruoshi would wait for her at the hospital gate.

Wen Zhixia walked to the hall and glanced towards the door.

"Hi! Zhixia!"

Fan Zhenting ran over quickly carrying a plastic bag.

He was wearing a refreshing white T-shirt today, which formed a sharp contrast with his wheat-colored skin. The muscles in his muscular arms were slightly bulging, and there was a layer of tiny beads of sweat on them.

"It's you?" Wen Zhixia was stunned. "I thought it was..."

Fan Zhenting said nonchalantly, "It's me. I just sent you a WeChat message and you came down. It was so fast. I didn't delay your work, did I?"

"No, no," Wen Zhixia waved her hands quickly, "I'm almost off work too."

Fan Zhenting handed over the plastic bag in his hand. "My cousin bought you these. They're all ingredients for seafood hot pot. She told you to keep them for now and come to your house for hot pot this weekend."