The Great Doctor Girl

It's a new day, and the sun shines through the thin clouds and falls on the earth.

Huang Junze and I sat at the two ends of the dining table, which was filled with steaming porridge and exquisite side dishes.

However, the atmosphere between us was in stark contrast to the heat, as if covered by a layer of invisible frost.

Last night, I found that Huang Junze came back with an unfamiliar perfume on him, and the doubts and uneasiness in my heart grew like weeds.

None of us mentioned this, we just ate breakfast in silence, as if it were a silent contest.

I finished eating quickly, picked up my handbag and prepared to go out.

"Are you okay? Can you work now?"

Huang Junze picked up a side dish with chopsticks and looked at me, and finally he spoke first.

There was a rare concern in his eyes, but it seemed to hide some unspeakable emotions.

I smiled softly and replied, "Much better. I'm going back to the medical office to continue working."

Huang Junze nodded slightly, "Let's go together. I'll give you a ride."

There was a hint of anticipation in his tone, perhaps hoping to use this opportunity to break the deadlock between us.

"Need not."

Remembering the smell of his perfume last night, I immediately refused.

That strange fragrance lingered in my mind and became a hurdle that I could not cross.

The space suddenly became quiet, as if even time had stopped.

I raised my head and my eyes met his. At that moment, I saw a flash of disappointment in his eyes. My heart couldn't help but tremble, but I still hardened my heart: "No, I want to go by myself."

He looked at my back, his brows furrowed, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his heart filled with invisible contradictions.

He knew that a rift had appeared between us since he chose to look for Su Jingyan last night.

I walked out of the house without looking back, and my heart suddenly became clear.

I told myself that I could no longer be bothered by these emotional trivialities. I have my own clinic and my own career.

Huang Junze has returned to his former appearance as a domineering CEO. His straight suit outlines his tall figure, his stern face seems to be carved, and his hawk-like sharp eyes make people dare not look directly at him, as if everything is under his control.

He walked into the towering office building with steady and powerful steps, his chin slightly raised, revealing an innate confidence and pride.

The hall fell silent in an instant, with only the crisp sound of his leather shoes stepping on the marble floor.

The employees stopped one after another, their eyes filled with awe and admiration, but they did not dare to look at him for too long.

The exclusive elevator was already waiting, and the door slowly opened, as if welcoming the king's throne.

Huang Junze stepped into the elevator, narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about an important decision.

Zhuo Kai, the almighty special assistant, followed closely behind him, not daring to breathe.

The elevator rose quickly and reached the top floor.

The atmosphere on this floor was solemn and serious. The secretariat staff were all tense and focused on the work at hand, even breathing carefully.

Wherever Huang Junze passed, the employees nodded slightly to show their respect.

He walked straight towards his office without looking around, and the heavy door to the ceiling opened automatically in front of him.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, his facial features were firm, and every step he took carried an unquestionable majesty...

The moment I stepped into the medical office, the familiar aroma of herbs hit me in the face, making me feel extremely peaceful and at ease.

I am such a person who is easily satisfied. As long as I can live healthily and do what I like, I feel extremely happy.

My second goal is to use my medical skills to the best of my ability to relieve the pain of more people.

The prerequisite is that the first goal is achieved.

In the past few days, Xia Ruoxi communicated with me about the medical clinic every day through her mobile phone, so that I could know the situation of the medical clinic clearly even when I was recuperating at home.

I felt relieved when I learned that the patient was not serious.

There were no patients at the moment, so I carefully inspected the small clinic.

The reception desk is made of wood, which has a deep and steady color. In the five elements, wood can produce fire, which means warmly welcoming every patient.

The treatment room is located in the center of the medical hall, with excellent lighting and plenty of sunlight, which is in line with the principle of fire generating earth, symbolizing that the diagnosis here can accurately find the cause of the disease and lay a good foundation for treatment.

The special emergency room is located at the back of the medical hall. It is relatively hidden and quiet. The layout is dominated by blue, and the element of water is highlighted here, which means that it can bring calmness and tranquility in emergency situations.

All kinds of medicinal materials are neatly arranged in the material room, following the principle that gold produces water, ensuring the good preservation and use of the medicinal materials.

My private safe haven (the Bagua life-nourishing formation was set up here when I lived in the medical hall before) is decorated warmly and comfortably, mainly with green plants and soft fabrics. Earth produces gold, allowing me to relax and draw strength here.

After completing the tour, I smiled with great satisfaction.

How wonderful, I felt in my heart.

I have made progress now compared to before. Under normal circumstances, at least I can live well without relying on the Bagua Life-Nourishing Formation every day.

However, when I thought about having to rely on Huang Junze to save people, my mood became complicated again.

Whenever I think of how he was with Su Jingyan, my heart still aches.

But I told myself that I could no longer be troubled by these emotions. I had to learn to fulfill my mission and responsibilities independently.

Just as I was immersed in my own thoughts, the door of the medical office was gently pushed open, and a masked man came in. Judging from his voice and body shape, I judged that he was between 45 and 50 years old.

Through the mask, one could see an indescribable hostility in the eyes, mixed with a hint of helplessness that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

"Doctor, please take a look at me. My health has been getting worse recently." The man's voice sounded like it had been changed by a voice changer.

I have a bad feeling. This person is probably not a good person.

But out of my duty as a doctor, I hurried over, helped him to the chair in the examination room, and began to diagnose him carefully.

When I felt his pulse, the touch from my fingertips made my heart tremble.

His pulse was like a thin rope in a strong wind, chaotic and disordered, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

I listened carefully and the sound of the pulse was intermittent, as if it was being torn apart by some force, or as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible devil's claws and could break at any time.

Every beat seemed so laborious, as if he was fighting against a huge resistance, and every beat was accompanied by a slight tremor in his body.

My brows were furrowed and my face looked solemn.

There was an ominous feeling in his pulse, a sign that his vitality was being rapidly depleted.

My fingers moved gently, but my pulse was now strong and resonant.

It's so abnormal.

Just as I was concentrating on taking the patient's pulse, Huang Junze suddenly appeared at the door of the clinic.

His appearance made my hand, which was taking my pulse, pause slightly, but I quickly regained my composure.

However, what I didn't expect was that the patient opposite me quickly withdrew his hand and left in a flash. I even doubted whether he had left through the main door of the clinic.

"What are you doing here?" I asked calmly.

Huang Junze did not answer immediately, but just looked at me quietly, with an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

"Just passing by," he finally said. His voice was a little low, as if hiding his true thoughts.

"Is there something you want to talk to me about?" I turned my head away, not wanting him to see the fluctuation in my eyes.

Huang Junze frowned and said coldly: "Luo Shu, you cured my illness before, but recently, the severe headaches have started to occur occasionally again."

There was a hint of uneasiness and anxiety in his eyes. This headache had been bothering him for a long time.

"Do you want to cure the disease? Or do you doubt me?" I pointed directly at his heart.

Huang Junze was speechless.

I knew he was doubting me.

"In your heart, do you think I have no medical ethics?" I asked in a cold tone.

Huang Junze stepped forward and said, "Luo Shu, I know I hurt you, but some things are not what you think."

"It's okay. What exactly do you want to see me for? If you need my medical treatment, we can start right away." I couldn't help but raise my voice.

At the same time, my heart was filled with grievance and anger.

Huang Junze was silent for a moment, then said, "Can my illness be completely cured?" There was a hint of hope and helplessness in his eyes.

"Yes, all you need is to love me and hold my hand. The closer our relationship is, the healthier and stronger you will become." I looked at him with determination in my eyes.

Huang Junze looked embarrassed when he heard my answer.

"Luo Shu, give me some time, I will take care of everything." There was a hint of pleading in his voice.

I looked at him, feeling a mixture of emotions. "It's okay, I don't care. These things are not important to me anyway."

Just then, another patient walked into the clinic, breaking the stalemate.

"Doctor, please help me take a look..."

I took a deep breath and said to Huang Junze, "You go first. I have to work."

Huang Junze looked at me helplessly, turned and left the clinic.

My heart was bleeding as I watched him leave.

He would rather endure the pain than hold my hand or take the next step with me.

As a doctor, I have no other medicine for Huang Junze's illness.

In the following days, I devoted myself to the work in the clinic and treated every patient with all my heart and soul.

Huang Junze also appeared in the medical clinic from time to time, and their relationship was neither distant nor close.

I always keep calm and keep my distance. I don't want to hurt others or myself.