Chapter 1: Bunny Rabbit Comfort Doll
When Zou Yan came to see He Dongli, she had just finished an emergency consultation for a facial debridement and super-tension suture.
During the shift change, Zou Yan asked He Dongli, "What's the outpatient clinic today?"
He Dongli, dressed in scrubs and a surgical cap, had two surgeries in the morning, their director's surgery. "Outpatient surgery this afternoon, how about that?"
Zou Yan had received the letter that He Dongli had been appointed chief physician, and he had come to congratulate her. "You have to treat us."
He Dongli smiled lightly, "You promised to treat me but you haven't fulfilled your promise yet. Adhering to the principle of environmental protection, let's cancel each other out."
Zou Yan, who was also busy with surgery all night, was so exhausted from peeing that he came to talk to her. "The old lady is recovering well. They sent me pictures last night. The flap has completely adhered."
He Dongli nodded, seeming to understand. "Senior Brother Tan told me a few days ago that the old lady was in good condition when the negative pressure and drainage were removed. It's not easy. For someone who's almost ninety, surgical tolerance is more important than anything else."
Before Zou Yan could say anything else, He Dongli rushed over to take over his shift. Before leaving, he gave a few hurried instructions, asking the family members over there not to take the care of the patient lightly.
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A month ago, Zou Yan found He Dongli and described his friend's grandmother's condition to her in detail. The old woman was 86 years old, with a history of hypertension and diabetes for more than 30 years, had been bedridden for seven years, and had a deep pressure ulcer on the greater trochanter of the sacrum and coccyx.
Feng's grandmother and mother were both teachers. The elderly people, who had lived a clean and respectable life, could not bear the pain and took pills at night when no one was around to end their lives so that their children could be free.
It was for this reason that Feng's mother insisted on giving her old mother treatment.
His friend was abroad, so anxious that he could only turn to Zou Yan. Zou Yan approached He Dongli and asked her to help him get the department director to help operate the flying knife. He would pay for all expenses. But the prerequisite was that Zou Yan's name should not be mentioned.
He Dongli was confused by him. After all, with Zou Yan's status, or his or his father's reputation, he should be able to hire any famous artist.
Zou Yan said nothing, only pleading earnestly. He had known He Dongli since their rotation, so they had been friends for three or four years. He had never seen him beg anyone, much less worry about anything.
He Dongli promised Zou Yan that he would ask their director. Zhao Zhenzhen and He Dongli's doctoral advisor were from the same school, and He Dongli always addressed them politely as "teacher" and "director." Zhao Zhenzhen's schedule was full with teaching, outpatient clinics, and elective surgeries, including several surgeries. She first scolded He Dongli, saying, "With this wound and this age, and the family members themselves not paying much attention, what kind of friend are you?"
He Dongli looked at her nose and wanted to bring up Zou Yan. It was rare for her to speak to her boss, and she felt that she really didn't understand why Zou Yan was going in the wrong direction.
Fortunately, Zhao Zhenzhen forwarded her a WeChat business card and asked her to find this person, who happened to be giving a specialist consultation down there these days.
On the day of the appointment, He Dongli happened to be on her day off. After she contacted Senior Brother Tan, he asked her to come over as an assistant.
A completely free flap repair was performed with great skill and efficiency. While the donor area was being sutured, Brother Tan Zhengjin asked He Dongli, "Who is this old lady to you?"
He Dongli, who was stitching carefully, was concentrating on doing two things and replied, "My friend's grandmother."
After hearing this, Tan Zhengjin said nothing more. Chatting in the operating room was commonplace.
After successfully stepping down, He Dongli met Feng's mother whom Zou Yan mentioned. As the chief surgeon, Tan Zhengjin reported the completion of the operation according to the rules.
The Feng family was grateful and wanted to treat them to a meal, but Tan Zhengjin declined. After leaving the county hospital, Tan Zhengjin drove back to the city and asked He Dongli how she got there. Hearing that she had taken an online taxi, he offered to give her a ride.
The reason why He Dongli called him senior brother was because he was the first master's student taught by Zhao Zhenzhen.
Tan Zhengjin works and settles in Shanghai.
Even though they were passing through S City on their way back to the city, they always went out of their way to see them off. Upon arriving in the city, He Dongli took the initiative to ask her senior to stay for two more hours. She called Director Zhao and invited the senior and teacher to dinner.
Tan Zhengjin smiled and said that next time, he would ask her to tell Teacher Zhao that he was really rushed this time and he had a friend in Shanghai who was waiting for him to go back and discuss something.
We said goodbye in such a hurry that time.
Zou Yan conveyed the latest feedback from the family. He Dongli finished the operation at almost twelve o'clock that day. She had lunch in the operating room and after resting, she went to the shuttle bus of the outpatient building and contacted Tan Zhengjin to discuss the progress of the disease. She once again thanked her senior brother for his help.
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Tan Zhengjin recently welcomed his second daughter and was beaming with joy. When he sent Teacher Zhao a gift for the child's third birthday, he also sent one to Dongli.
The next day, I received a gift from my junior colleague. At the time, he was still seeing patients at another hospital. My wife was in the confinement center, with a constant stream of friends and family visiting her every day. Even if a younger colleague sent a greeting gift, her family wouldn't necessarily take it seriously.
It was when my mother-in-law and mother were helping to sort out and copy the gift list that they came across this gift box. It was signed by He Dongli, from the First Affiliated Hospital of S University.
Someone took the gift box, a newborn baby set from a luxury brand;
Another Jellycat Bunny comfort doll.
When Tan Zhengjin arrived, his mother-in-law asked him to wash his hands and eat.
He replied, then remembered something and asked his mother-in-law, "Did Zong Chi come here today?"
My mother-in-law nodded. The Tan and Zong families were sworn relatives. Zong Chi had been ill as a child, and she'd heard from somewhere that a folk remedy claimed that a third son, born to a family with two sons, would cure his illness. Zong Chi's mother had no choice but to try various remedies, and it worked. Within a few years, the boy's health had improved. I remember when he was in the first grade, he was the shortest boy in his class.
After washing his hands, Tan Zhengjin did not rush to eat. He went to see his wife and daughter first, and then told the eldest daughter to stop jumping around and go back with her aunt to go to bed early because she had to go to school tomorrow.
His wife showed Tan Zhengjin the gift Zong Chi had brought him today, as well as one from his mother. Both were incredibly valuable, especially the one from Zong Chi's mother, a heavy, Chinese-style gold and jade necklace.
"This isn't just Xiao Ning's third birthday, she can even wear it when she gets married."
Tan Zhengjin wiped his wife's hands with a smile and comforted her, "Then keep it for when you get married."
His wife scolded him for being so careless and then told him something strange. "Hey, Zong Chi isn't as ostentatious as the news makes him out to be. He came today and your mother teased him into holding the child. He looked very embarrassed and even took a doll away. He said he would give the child two more later. He's quite an amusing person."
"doll?"
His wife then told him that the gift was from one of his students.
Tan Zhengjin then walked over to look at the address and name on the gift box. He suddenly understood, smiled, and said to his wife before sitting down to eat, "Well, take it if you want."
After dinner, he visited his wife and daughter. Tan Zhengjin didn't stay at the confinement center that night; he had surgery the next morning. "Zongchi should be returning to Singapore tomorrow. He came back in a hurry this time, so I'll go see him one last time to wrap things up."
The wife nodded and said, "Then go ahead. Oh, by the way, Zong Chi is only thirty, and his father is seventy. It's really like what the news said, a third-party heir. Zong Jingzhou's first wife didn't give birth to a child?"
Tan Zhengjin was unhappy with these nonsense, "You believe in gossip, Lao Zong should marry a wife and have children according to the rules."
The wife was somewhat curious about the sudden reunion of a long-lost relative from her husband's family after being married for so many years, especially one from a well-known family both domestically and internationally.
"Behave properly, how come the gossip is so vague?"
"Well, the old man is an old evil man, and the son is a little evil man. It's a long story, I'll tell you when I have the chance."
After leaving the confinement center, Tan Zhengjin called Zong Chi, and his secretary answered the phone.
He said he was at the hotel, having a video conference with his team. The other end must have been notified of the call, and the secretary told Dr. Tan that Mr. Zong said he was free and asked him to come over.
Tan Zhengjin arrived at the Peninsula Hotel. Secretary Huang opened the door. Voices could be heard in the suite, and there was considerable movement. A makeshift dust mat had been laid in the living room, a thin layer of hair stains on it. Nearby, a hairstylist and his assistant were cleaning up.
Secretary Huang said, "Mr. Zong just had his hair cut. He just went in to take a shower." Then he sent the hairstylist and his assistant out.
Sitting on the sofa was Zong Chi’s investment partner, Chen Xiangyang, who is also the founder of a well-known mobile game company.
Chen Xiangyang had originally submitted a sincere plan to Zong Jingzhou seeking investment, but he was repeatedly rejected. The last time he lingered in the villa area where Mr. Zong was vacationing, he still didn't even want to see him.
There was another girl who was also a wanderer in the world. After asking questions at the security booth, she came to no avail and walked back alone.
It's the rainy season.
The car braked and he asked her invitingly, "Are you Chinese?"
The rain was so heavy that Chen Xiangyang did not delay. He just chatted with her for a few words in his compatriot's native language and said, "It's not easy to call a car here. Can I give you a ride?"
As a result, when he dropped the young lady off at the destination hotel, before the car even stopped, a prestigious business sedan that had been waiting for a long time took He Dongli away.
A week later, Zong Jingzhou's assistant contacted Chen Xiangyang and told him that Mr. Zong wanted to meet him, but it was not Mr. Zong Jingzhou himself, but Mr. Zong's son.
Zong Chi agreed to invest in Chen Xiangyang. At the time, the wealthy young man, barely 21, wasn't as influential as rumored, and wasn't even old enough to qualify for the family trust. He jokingly said the money was his first pot of gold from selling code... Of course, it wasn't much at all; it was mostly the huge, unequal "betting money" his father had lost in a bet.
In principle, it is still pocket money for a rich young man.
Chen Xiangyang urgently needed this capital, so he naturally didn't care whether it was an old clan or a small clan. However, his only question was, "Why are you willing to invest in me?"
"Thank you for helping my girlfriend and sending her back to the hotel. This was the first time she took the initiative to fly to see me, but unfortunately the surprise turned into shock. My father suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the hospital, and she couldn't contact me..." Chen Xiangyang met Dongli many times in S City in China afterwards. Whenever he introduced Dongli to someone, he always jokingly called her his benefactor. In fact, she had helped them more than once.
Tan Zhengjin and Chen Xiangyang were both from S City and had met and dined together several times thanks to Zongchi's connections. Now that the host was taking a bath, the two couldn't help but exchange pleasantries and chat about their recent life. Chen Xiangyang enviously congratulated Dr. Tan on becoming a father for the second time, saying it was a case of "drought after drought".
When he mentioned the word death, he quickly slapped his lips and said, "Doctor Tan, don't mind it."
Before Tan Zhengjin could respond, a man emerged from the hallway. He had short, half-dried hair, completely unstyled and frizzy. He was wearing a gunmetal-gray robe that was clearly not a hotel item. As he tossed aside his towel, he said, "They're the swordsmen, and they don't care about life or death."
Secretary Huang was serving tea to Dr. Tan and asked Zong Chi, "What would you like to drink?"
Zong Chi shook his head, indicating that it was enough for today and told the secretary to go and rest.
Secretary Huang couldn't wait to leave work. Before leaving, she delivered the dry cleaning to the boss's room. When she came out, she was holding a pink Bunny Rabbit stuffed animal. She asked with a look of surprise and confusion, "Is this from their turndown service?"
Secretary Huang wasn't to blame, as their boss was the kind of science and engineering guy who didn't care about anything within a ten-mile radius and had no sense of romance. Today, they happened to be returning from the branch office. The boss had met with a few representatives, and the room was a bit messy. Secretary Huang had ordered housekeeping and also ordered turndown service.
She was worried she hadn't explained it clearly enough, so the hotel gave the boss a pink comfort doll. She didn't want him to get all mad and do it again when she was already lying down.
Normally, the boss’ signature answer to this kind of meaningless question would be, “You ask me?”
Zong Chi sat down, his pale face reflected in his body, but he didn't say a word.
Doctor Tan then said, "Hey, that's why I came to you. What are you doing with my daughter's gift?"
The host didn't show it on his face. He stretched out a hand and asked the secretary for the item in her hand. He said perfunctorily, "Well, your daughter has too many similar gifts. I'll combine a few of the same items for you."
Tan Zhengjin laughed heartily this time, "Taking something without asking is called stealing."
Chen Xiangyang was kept in the dark, "What did you steal?"
Zong Chi took the rabbit from the secretary's hand, stuffed it behind his waist, and signaled to the secretary that it was okay.
Secretary Huang walked to the door and heard the three men chatting in the hall. Doctor Tan mentioned someone's name, and Mr. Chen subconsciously echoed, "There aren't many friends who can make Dongli run around and care so much. Does she have relatives in the countryside?"
Dr. Tan said that he could not disclose the patient's personal information, and only said that when they were chatting in the operating room, Dongli was talking about his friend's grandmother.
Chen Xiangyang's explanation deepened. He had met Dongli once during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xu Xize had been the host and introduced Dongli to a prominent plastic surgeon at a private hospital. In a vague sense, the Xu family was Dongli's "family." He Dongli's mother and Xu's father had been living together for over a decade.
Xu Xize was nominally Dongli's elder brother. The reason why he said nominally was because He's mother and Xu's father were not legally married.
Chen Xiangyang is not only a partner of Zong Chi, but also a fan of Zong Jingzhou. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he had given Zong Chi some advice from a man's perspective. It seemed that Xu Xize was quite protective of his nominal sister.
Zong Chi sneered at that time and remained silent. Chen Xiangyang said in a gentle and provocative tone, "It seems that the Xu family's father-in-law and mother-in-law live in the countryside..."
"It doesn't seem to exist." As expected, the disheveled ghost was quite stressed. He sat on the sofa, picked up a bottle of sparkling water, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and drank half of it. He didn't look at them as he spoke, his eyes closed, as if he was resting. His hair was half-dry, and the collar of his robe was slightly open. His throat, moistened by the water, sizzled like a long-burning jar, and then the cold water was poured on it.
It's better than nothing.
After a moment, Zong Chixing opened his eyes and sarcastically corrected him, "First, she doesn't know how to call anyone from the Xu family 'Grandma'; second, Xu Xize and his sister are not worthy of her running around."
Chen Xiangyang was about to score again, but when he caught a glimpse of Zong Chi's cold and gloomy eyes, he shut up tactfully.
Tan Zhengjin tried to smooth things over, saying he couldn't disclose the patient's privacy due to protocol, but Dongli's attitude that day was still evident. He immediately told Zongchi, "Who cares whose grandmother it is? She went to the operating table. After she got off the operating table, she came back with me. The few times she contacted me, she only talked about the patient's condition. No matter how professionally ill she is, she's just a girl."
Someone was listening with little interest. Perhaps the doll on his waist was bothering him, so he took it out with one hand and played with one of the rabbit's ears. Finally, he stood up and asked Tan and Chen to go have a drink together.
Tan Zhengjin said he had surgery the next morning and really had to go back. He had come to Xie Zongchi on behalf of his family and had cordially invited his parents to come to Shanghai for a vacation sometime.
Zong Chi went to change his clothes again. While seeing off Tan Zhengjin, he suggested taking Chen Xiangyang out for a drink.
After going downstairs and waiting for Chen Xiangyang's driver to arrive, Zong Chi accompanied Tan Zhengjin to pick up the car. On the way, the two brothers reminisced a little more about the past. When he mentioned his parents, Zong Chi replied, "Well, my mom said she wanted to come back for the Spring Festival this year."
Tan Zhengjin turned on the car, got in, rolled down the window and told Zong Chi to go back quickly.
The man outside the car lazily sat with his hands in his pockets. In the ten-degree weather, he wore only a thin, paper-like striped shirt. He watched the guests leave without rushing. Finally, he casually said, "Contact Chen Xiangyang's secretary for the funding for that horizontal project."
Tan Zhengjin refused the offer disrespectfully. However, he still clarified that this was not the purpose of his visit.
When it comes to business, Zong Chi is always quiet and at ease. He speaks coldly, yet with a firm grasp of his words, "Well, if you don't talk to me, I'll talk to you."
Tan Zhengjin held the steering wheel with one hand, smiling and speaking frankly, "Just because I helped your ex-girlfriend? Master Zong is really generous."
Some people were upright and generous, but their tone was not humble, "It's for your courtyard, why pull others in?"
Tan Zhengjin addressed him by his full name, "Zongchi, to be honest, my teacher's reputation isn't as high as yours."
"Bullshit." The young master himself had an unyielding expression and urged Tan Zhengjin to leave with a cold face.
"Don't disbelieve me, the teacher called me and I got the person, but if it weren't for your ex-girlfriend, I wouldn't ask her to be my assistant and personally send her back to the city."
Zong Chi still didn't seem to appreciate it, saying that Tan Zhengjin had to obey his master's orders. Don't blame him for this, he won't admit it.
The people in the car got anxious and complained, "I'm not doing this for you. I'm asking questions and being a driver. And I'm even giving a gift to your ex-girlfriend?"
Zong Chi didn't care to listen to any extra words. He only needed one sentence to choke his second brother back like a sneak attack, as if this was the real reason why he condescended to come downstairs tonight -
"If you really want me to appreciate it, tell me your patient's last name... I want to know for whom she's begging so humbly!"
The author has something to say:
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Long time no see, a story about a strange first love and reunion.
I will try my best to write down the complete picture in my mind.
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Reading tips:
1. The flashback line shows that the protagonist did not engage in any inappropriate intimate behavior before graduating from high school;
2. Double perspectives. In principle, the double arrows are very thick, but the two people are just awkward and each has their own shortcomings. Personally, I think the greatest magic of reconciliation is that you still love someone even though you know it!
3. The background, characters and plot are fictional and are the sole responsibility of ky. Thank you.
4. Update frequency: First, update five times a week (no update on Wednesday and Saturday) (because each chapter has quite a lot of words [please], if the update rhythm can't keep up later, it may be adjusted to every other day, thank you ~ [red heart]
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