Chapter 11 "The coffee went up my nose."

Liang Jianxing raised his head and smiled. Even though Dr. He was trying to get rid of him, he managed it with great grace. "Are there a lot of surgeries today? I can tell Dr. He isn't in a good mood."

"But you still came down as soon as possible. I'm very touched."

He Dongli's face was filled with resentment, which Liang Jianxing could guess and was difficult to conceal. She paused and asked him again if there was anything wrong. She had to go back to the ward to fill in the surgical records.

Liang Jianxing nodded, indicating that he could wait for Dr. He to get off work. "I think this is also a sign of sincerity for making an appointment."

He Dongli immediately refused, "Mr. Liang, maybe I didn't explain it clearly enough last time. My blind date was force majeure, just like you can't do what your parents ask. I hope you can understand."

"Does this mean you're rejecting me?"

"yes."

Liang Jianxing smiled instead of getting angry, "Yeah, I knew that before I came here."

He Dongli tilted his head unconsciously, and Liang Jianxing looked at him like a cat, both surprised and scrutinizing. The subtext of his gaze was, "You came even though you knew I was here?"

"I think Dr. He, since he's so close to Zou Yan, shouldn't be shy." Liang Jianxing originally meant to say, "You can be friends with Zou Yan, so why do you think it's so cliché that we can only be in a relationship between men and women?" However, before he could finish, He Dongli seemed to be defending Zou Yan.

"Who I associate with is my business, and I don't think it's my friends' business if I'm shy."

Liang Jianxing sighed in his heart, it's too much! Just because you protect other men, my business is ruined. At this moment, he quickly realized something, she values ​​Zou Yan very much, at least cherishes this friendship. But Zou Yan may not return the favor in the same way. Liang Jianxing is a man who rolls in the circle of women. He is a bit chauvinistic and can't stand men who need women to step forward to protect them. "Well, Dr. He, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you being shy."

This was a simple question of exclusion. If it wasn't her, then it had to be Zou Yan. He Dongli was also very strange. What day was it, and it seemed like they had planned to come and criticize Zou Yan.

But she was a rebellious person. This wasn't her first time rebelling. She never judged others by what they said.

"Yes, it's Zou Yan," Liang Jianxing said. "He's such a reserved person, but he's so attentive to you on this blind date. I guess you two get along well. This is quite unusual for Zou Yan. He's never been very interested in anything since he was a child, especially after his twin brother got into trouble in college..."

He Dongli's heart was shaken as if a zither string was being stroked. It turned out that Zou Yan was not the only child of a wealthy family as she had imagined. He had an older brother, but she had never heard him mention him.

Liang Jianxing found He Dongli's dazed expression amusing. As expected, even the most reserved woman could not escape the law of liking gossip. And she was indeed a fool, ignorant of everything, and only focused on protecting him.

It wouldn't matter if you defended him, but if you ruined Liang Jianxing's job, he'd be in trouble. That Zong had planned to meet his old lover, but she ended up being with another man right in front of him. Master Zong would have vomited two pounds of blood when he got home.

Liang Jianxing had been playing Tai Chi when contacting Chen Xiangdong these days. He wouldn't even bother with Chen Xiangyang's presence, let alone his own. Men, they were just so despicable.

In that case, Liang Jianxing simply used his own tactics against him. Using someone else's strength to counterattack, if he could get a date with Zong, that would be the best. If not, he could just meet up with your ex-girlfriend. It's obvious that this rich kid can handle such a humiliation. Liang Jianxing has the same last name as him!

Enough small talk. Liang Jianxing claimed that he would not disturb Dr. He's work for now, and that he could wait. Of course, he also had something to ask Dr. He. "My sister-in-law will be there with us later. I hope Dr. He will honor us with a visit."

He Dongli finished his work, walked around the ward, and came downstairs at nearly eight o'clock in the evening. Liang Jianxing's car was parked in the square west of the surgical complex. He Dongli had no idea how he had persuaded the security guard to let him park for so long.

She planned to quietly cover herself with the hood of her sweatshirt and slip away in the dark. Liang Jianxing honked at her from his car.

After all, conscience got the better of him. He Dongli turned back. The people in the car were on the phone, calling him Mr. Chen. He Dongli gestured to Liang Jianxing, saying that she was off work and he should go back too.

The first thing Liang Jianxing said after he lowered the car window was, "Getting off work? Half an hour earlier than I thought. Are you hungry? I know a good clay pot porridge place..."

"Mr. Liang, I told you not to wait for me..."

"My sister-in-law is looking for you, Doctor He." Liang Jianxing finished speaking before remembering to greet the person on the other end of the phone. After a few words of greeting, he said he had some personal matters to attend to later and would visit Mr. Chen again when he had the chance.

On the night of the Liang family's Beginning of Winter banquet, Tu Yumei, as the representative of the Parent-Teacher Association of the Affiliated Middle School of No. 1 Middle School, invited some parent representatives from the same liaison group. One of these representatives is hosting a tea break at the Huadu Hotel tonight.

Tu Yumei watched as her brother-in-law actually brought He Dongli over. Though she didn't say anything, she was still grumbling, wondering what the second brother was up to. Besides, that night at home, Dr. He and Mr. Zong had clearly had some flirtatious relationship. That alone made it difficult for this woman and the second brother to succeed. When he approached, Tu Yumei smiled again, extending her arms to reach for He Dongli, her affectionate demeanor evident.

Tu Yumei introduced them in the middle, this is Mrs. Yue, and this is Dr. Xiao He.

Mrs. Yue's husband, who worked in the hotel's housekeeping department, politely acknowledged Dr. He and added that he would be coming over. "It's really abrupt for you to come over so late, Dr. He. But I heard from Liang Er's mother that every female doctor in your hospital is a Mulan. They're all incredibly busy, so I could only squeeze in a little time and invite you over for tea."

He Dongli smiled and, as he was invited to sit down, he took off his coat and handed it to the waiter.

In the spring-filled room, her stern attitude told Mrs. Yue that if she had anything to say, she could speak directly and she would do her best within her ability.

Mrs. Yue signaled the tea artist to pour the tea, but He Dongli politely raised his hand to indicate that it was too late. Mrs. Yue said it was ripe Pu'er, and if Dr. He was not used to it, he could order something else.

He Dongli agreed readily and just gave her a cup of coffee.

Mrs. Yue and Tu Yumei laughed together, "You can't drink tea, but coffee is okay?"

"Yeah. I'm already desensitized to coffee, but not tea for now. My brain doesn't take any of the coffee seriously, but after drinking tea today, my mind is definitely having a harder time than my body."

Liang Jianxing sat down with He Dongli and helped her with her tone of voice. "It seems that doctors are afraid of bright light and drink coffee like water."

Mrs. Yue glanced at Liang Er and said, "Oh, it's rare to see you so polite. Thank you for your hard work today. Bring Dr. He over."

Liang Jianxing was slick and unassuming, "Whether I was running around for you or for my sister-in-law, it's the same."

The Yue family had indeed sought out He Dongli because of Tu Yumei's endorsement. Mrs. Yue had seen the recovery of the mole on the Liang family child's leg, where the incision had barely left a scar. So, she decided it would be safer to go to a doctor recommended by an acquaintance.

Her brother's family wanted to remove a pigmented mole on their daughter's eyebrow arch. After comparing options, she said she trusted Director Zhao's arrangement and also trusted the students of Professor Cheng, a leading figure in the field. After all, in the plastic surgery industry, a doctor's aesthetic quotient is a natural talent.

He Dongli took the patient's partial photos and ultrasound examination from another hospital. Since there was no face-to-face consultation, she naturally would not make any judgment. She only said that if there was time, she should let the child go to the hospital for an in-person consultation.

Mrs. Yue smiled and assumed that Dr. He had agreed. After a while, she changed the subject and talked to Dr. He about another matter. Half a month ago, before a morning reading class, her daughter's school suddenly called and said that Minmin had a conflict with her classmates in the dance studio. Not only did she hit her forehead, but she also had her back of the hand stabbed with a compass.

The compass needle had slipped under the skin, leaving a tiny hole. When the school accompanied the student to the emergency room, they didn't mention this.

It was the female doctor who was on duty in the emergency room that night to help with cosmetic sutures who carefully saw it and carefully helped the child remove the foreign body.

Mrs. Yue was so focused on arguing with the school at the time that she didn't pay attention to these details. After the suture was completed, the female doctor returned to the department to hand over her shift.

The doctor was He Dongli. She remembered the injury; when she visited, the girl lay on the gurney with a dazed look in her eyes.

He Dongli asked her name and home address, and joked that their school uniforms now are much better looking than their school uniforms back then.

When the compass needle was taken out, the first thing Dr. He said to Minmin was that if something couldn't be solved, she should leave it to her parents, or call the police directly.

Do you want me to call the police for you?

Mrs. Yue couldn't understand why her daughter was bullied, and what she couldn't understand even more was why Minmin didn't tell them.

Minmin hasn't been to school for nearly half a month. Not only has she missed classes, but she also remained silent when the campus police came to inquire about the situation. She also refused to go to the psychologist.

Mrs. Yue was really at a loss. The only thing Minmin said to them these days was that there was a black signing pen in her school uniform that day, which was thrown away by her aunt when she was cleaning up. Her aunt kindly told her not to touch it because she heard that sharp objects could hurt children.

Unexpectedly, Minmin flew into a rage, blaming them for never knowing how to respect others. She made it difficult for Auntie to return the pen to her.

The aunt searched through the trash can and finally found the pen. The name on the label was not Minmin, but He Dongli. Minmin said stubbornly that she was going to get it back and return it to Dr. He.

When Mrs. Yue said this, tears fell like rain. She came to ask Dr. He for help. Whether it was for medical treatment or medicine, she asked Dr. He to help her. Until now, they still didn't know whether Minmin had any other hidden injuries.

Mrs. Yue is even more worried and afraid that the child will be offended or violated, so she refuses to say anything. What should we do?

Tu Yumei, also a mother, forgot to be arrogant at this moment. She handed a tissue to Mrs. Yue and kept comforting her, telling her not to think like that, and that the child was just in a bad mood.

Mrs. Yue looked up with tears in her eyes, "Doctor He, Miss He, I know this is a bit abrupt, but..."

He Dongli didn't wait for her to finish, and calmly and sharply pointed out a fact, "Minmin's mother, Minmin may not care who the money belongs to, but it's hers, and she needs to agree to it."

There was a flash of displeasure in Mrs. Yue's red and wet eyes. It was a feeling that the Dongya family's right to speak was challenged, but she had to endure it and did not express it for the time being.

If such a thing happened to He Dongli when she was rotating between internship and regular training, she would have enthusiastically agreed to the family's request, as if she were really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva and studied medicine to save all living beings.

However, as she approaches thirty, she has already realized that everyone is mortal.

The saying "every profession has its own expertise" is unnatural, and it's not appropriate to pay professionals for professional matters. This is objective. Subjectively, He Dongli also subconsciously avoids this kind of superfluous humanistic care. Based on the various family members and medical disputes she has encountered in clinical practice over the past few years, if a child develops psychological barriers, the person most in need of treatment and intervention may not be the child herself, but her parents and even her family.

贺东篱当即婉拒了岳太太的病急乱投医，也关怀安慰的口吻表示愿意给敏敏介绍认识的心理医生。最后，还是不落忍的肺腑了几句，“身体是革命的本钱，岳太太，孩子读书固然重要，但人始终是环境的产物，容器会满会碎，人也是。我小时候也什么事都不愿跟父母讲，就是因为怕听到上学比什么都重要的话。那会儿，同学堆里最最衣食无忧甚至在我看来几乎是含着金汤匙的少爷了，他也有同样的牢骚，他觉得父母不爱他，起码不像他想象中的爱他，所以他什么都不愿跟父母说。打架惹事，不痛快的时候恨不得路边的狗都要踹一脚，无论打赢了还是打输了，回去总是要再挨一顿揍，他亲口承认过的，他希望父母能无条件拥护他一回，一回就够了。”

He Dongli spoke tactfully and frankly, and Mrs. Yue opposite was also a little stunned. Liang Jianxing couldn't help but glance at He Dongli several times. Not long after, his cell phone rang. It happened that Mr. Yue came down after finishing the online meeting.

Mrs. Yue introduced Dr. He's stall to her husband, and Liang Jianxing walked out as if he was answering a phone call.

He Dongli said everything she needed to say. After a few greetings and concerns, she indicated that it was getting late and she should go back because the director would be making rounds tomorrow morning.

Tu Yumei originally planned to take advantage of the weekend to arrange for Mrs. Yue to invite He Dongli to come over and chat for a while, so that she could use her identity as a doctor to see if she could help Minmin with some counseling and examination. However, she was suddenly stopped by the second brother, and in the end, Doctor He managed to turn the situation around.

At this moment, the second brother sent her another message, asking her to stay with Dr. He for a while and wait for him.

There's a difference between close and distant relatives. Even though Tu Yumei wasn't happy with He Dongli's arrogance and posturing, she ultimately sided with her brother-in-law. She hurriedly delayed, saying she didn't have a car to drive, so she'd wait for the second brother to take Dr. He home together.

Less than ten minutes later, when He Dongli had thought of another excuse, she sat with her back to the door, watching Tu Yumei talking and laughing towards the door. While she was talking, she stood up.

Mr. Yue also stood up and was very polite.

Before He Dongli could turn around, the man had already strode towards the table and stopped at her left. He said in a very considerate tone, "Mrs. Liang, good evening."

Mr. Yue also took the lead in greeting the other party. "Mr. Zong, I heard that you are staying at our hotel. Mr. Chen is our VIP client. I greeted your secretary earlier, but I didn't dare to disturb you. I didn't expect to run into you here."

Zong Chi, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, looked casual. He extended his hand to greet Yue and said he was very satisfied with their hotel and that everything was perfect.

After a few pleasantries, Zong Chi finally turned back and asked if they had finished their conversation. "I hope I didn't disturb you."

Mr. Yue immediately understood and said that the discussion was over and was about to send Dr. He back.

Zong Chi hummed, "That's good. I came to say hello to Dongli, too. She's so busy all day long, and I heard she still comes to see patients after work. They should establish a Bethune Free Clinic Award in her honor."

A prominent figure never felt overly grand, no matter where he went. He put his hands in his pockets, waiting politely for the first come, first served. Tu Yumei and the Yue family felt uneasy, sensing a sense of arrogance that came from someone who was polite before force and who dared to overturn the table at any time. They agreed to leave and make room for him.

Zong Chi sat across from He Dongli, watching her sipping her coffee. When she put down the cup and the porcelain touched the plate, he suddenly reminded her, "You drank the coffee up your nose."

He Dongli remained unmoved.

He took a tissue from the wooden ball tissue holder and handed it to her. He Dongli looked at him face to face, and he looked very righteous. "Just dry it if you don't wipe it."

He Dongli finally took it. She wiped it on her nose and heard Zong Chi question her in a questioning tone, "Did you? Do you think I was just teasing you when I was bored?"

He Dongli remained silent, his wipes barely visible as he folded them in half again and again. A few seconds later, Zong Chi spoke again, "I guess you're probably thinking, 'What a coincidence!' That's not a coincidence, is it?"

"I didn't say that."

"Well, I didn't say it, but I was thinking it."

"Where is Liang Jianxing?" He Dongli suddenly changed the subject and looked up and asked him.

Zong Chi's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Why are you looking for him?"

“…”

"He's playing cards for me. Do you want to go find him?"

"Not interested." He Dongli's tone was full of indifference.

Zong Chi smiled and picked up a piece of fruit on the table. He would not eat these, especially other people's leftovers. He pulled out the fruit stick in his hand and stuck it into another one.

He Dongli thought it was childish and boring. She couldn't help but expose them. "He used me to come here in a roundabout way, just to see you."

"Yes, that's why I came down to see you." Zong Chi didn't show it on his face and answered He Dongli very happily.

“…”

"He said he's here with you. It would be embarrassing if I didn't come and say hello to you." As he said that, Zong Chi threw away the fruit picks in his hand, reached out, and wiped his hands with the tissues he had just handed to He Dongli.

“…”

"I'm talking about my reputation. He thinks we're just old classmates. You know me. Although I'm a jerk, I still have my share of friends. Don't let outsiders laugh at me for being a money-spinner."

"You won't," He Dongli said confidently, but she wanted to ridicule him for something else. "Liang Jianxing saw through it a long time ago. If he comes to you like this, I don't believe you can still do business with him."

"Well, what did you see through?" Zong Chi looked puzzled.

He Dongli really wanted to say that this trick might be useful when you were eighteen years old.

Without waiting for an answer, Zong Chi changed the subject in a sullen tone, his arrogant and sarcastic tone unchanged from before, "What did you just say? Oh, you don't believe it... then just don't believe it."

He Dongli was obviously holding back his anger, but in an instant, this anger was cut in half by the clanging weapon.

The next second, Zong Chi imitated her best words in those years, "That's my business."

"He, Dongli."

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