Chapter 10 "You really took the initiative to pursue him?" ...
At the end of this economic news release, there are some pictures and texts showing the arrival of the team from the Canada Printing Group and their contact with the local chamber of commerce.
As Jiang Xingyuan flipped through the book, he couldn't help but laugh at how morals were changing. The dandy boy from No. 1 Middle School back then had to show up in public for money. Even with his indifferent and arrogant temper, they were willing to publish his photo in the press release.
"Honestly, this is a really nice photo." Jiang Xingyuan tutted his tongue and even took a screenshot. "After all, rich young men really know how to take care of themselves. He hasn't changed much since he was in high school."
He Dongli was not in a position to speak, but he obviously did not agree with his friend's evaluation.
Jiang Xingyuan had only been at the school that evening, and she had only heard about many of Zong Chi's deeds. However, she had witnessed Zong Chi's temper firsthand: if someone he didn't want to talk to came up to him and started nagging, he would just tell them to get lost.
Xu Xilin's brother, Xu Xize, was two years older than them. His grades in the Gaokao weren't what he'd hoped for, so he took time off to repeat his studies at home, preparing for the second attempt, but he remained enrolled at No. 1 Middle School. During those days, he'd drive to pick up his sister every two-week break. One time, while they were playing basketball, he heard that Xu Xize and Zong Chi had gotten into some trouble.
The No. 1 Middle School stadium is not open to the public, so Zong Chi's team reasonably drove Xu Xize away.
Xu Xize claimed that he was still enrolled in No. 1 Middle School, so how could he not be considered an insider? However, there were obviously people from other schools in Zong Chi's team. How could he explain this?
Lin Jiaoyu heard the other party calling him, and without waiting for Zong Chi to speak, he started sniping at the middle gate. It's useless to have the student status if the person is not there. A fresh graduate is a fresh graduate. If you repeat the grade three or four times, this stadium will be yours!
When boys quarrel, their words are like poison. Lin Jiaoyu indirectly curses Xu Xize for failing the exam; Xu Xize provokes him, "Where did you come from? Do you have the right to speak?"
He also mentioned that his sister was in the school, so it was not the place for people from other schools to make comments about the use of the playground.
Lin Jiaoyu immediately wanted to call his sister over. If your sister comes to fight, I will give it to her without saying a word.
The boys gathered together and laughed. When Xu Xilin finally arrived to help her brother, Zong Chi and the others had already warmed up and went on the court. Xu Xilin scolded Zong Chi for relying on his family background and being too uncouth. Didn't he understand the first-come, first-served principle for court use?
Zong Chi grabbed a rebound, and because the girls were standing under the basket, both teams were forced to pause. He rested his wrist on the basketball and said to Xu Xilin, "Stay away, don't blame them for not having a disclaimer if they hit her."
Xu Xilin didn't know where the anger came from, and she reached out to grab Zong Chi's ball. If she didn't let her brother play, then they couldn't play either.
In a rage, Zong Chi slammed the ball to the ground with a bang, and it bounced high up. He had a bad temper and spoke softly to a girl, with little manners, and challenged her, "Are you going to fight me or not? If not, get away from me."
Xu Xilin laughed out of the blue and said that she understood why Zong Chi was so rude today.
She understood, but Zong Chi claimed that he didn't understand, and he wanted Xu Xilin to explain it more clearly.
Xu Xilin's temper was explosive, and when she got upset, she'd try to turn the whole thing upside down. She loudly criticized Zong Chi, saying she'd had a conflict with someone yesterday, and now someone was trying to embarrass her brother. Did she need to explain herself more clearly?
Zong Chi sneered. He took the towel from Lin Jiaoyu, wiped the sweat off his face, and urged Xu Xilin in a perverse way, "Well, understand it better."
Xu Xilin couldn't stand such provocation and blurted out, "You like that He Dongli."
Zong Chi felt as if he had just heard a ridiculous joke. He threw away the towel, hunched over, and slowly lowered himself until he was eye-level with Xu Xilin. After a moment, he said to Xu Xilin with a sullen face, "Why don't you just say I like you?"
Xu Xilin blushed, and Zong Chi continued to talk nonsense, saying, "I made things difficult for your brother just to see you."
Lin Jiaoyu was eating the banana Zong Chi always had after his workouts, smiling with his mouth full of banana flesh. He kept calling Zong Chi a pervert.
Zong Chi finally expelled the girls and warned them that he was not interested in their tricks of pulling hair, but whoever spread rumors about him should be careful of receiving a letter from his lawyer.
The male classmate next to him asked curiously, "Zongchi, do you really have a lawyer?"
Lin Jiaoyu answered for his friend, of course, his lawyer is sometimes busier than his old man, busy cleaning up Young Master Zong's mess, haha.
To be honest, the conflict on the court was probably the beginning of the rumors about Sohe and the other one.
Xu Xilin's rumor that Zong Chi liked He Dongli was immediately denied by the person involved. At school, Zong Chi and He Dongli rarely spoke to each other. All they knew was that they had been classmates for two years, but that was all.
I heard that when Zong Chi was in the Affiliated High School of No. 1 Middle School, He Dongli would punish him if he made a mistake in memorizing. She wouldn't remind him of a single word, and if he got it wrong, he'd start over. If he couldn't remember, she'd let him NG for a minute. After a minute, she'd ask him to go back and memorize it again. Zong Chi often gave her trouble for these trivial matters.
When they were in high school, they finally weren't in the same class anymore, but the door gods were still stuck upside down. Zong Chi threw a cigarette butt in their assigned area, and He Dongli asked him to pick it up. Zong Chi denied it was his, so He Dongli picked it up through a tissue and prepared to report him.
Zong Chi stopped her, and He Dongli questioned him again, "Say to this cigarette butt again, it's not yours." With all the cultural and scientific knowledge you currently possess, Zong Chi, classmate.
He snatched it back from her regardless.
He Dongli was inexplicably angry and didn't want to hear any of his arguments. She just warned him that if it happened again, she would report him.
Originally, the matter should have ended there, and the peace would have been settled. However, Zong Chi, the thief, cried out the loudest, catching He Dongli making alarmist remarks or provoking others whenever he had the chance. His class teacher reported him to his head teacher, and as a result, he wrote a written self-criticism and disclosed it to the whole school.
Jiang Xingyuan couldn't figure it out. Looking back now, she felt that Zong Chi was being a bit weird and using such a nasty way to get close to He Dongli, which made some sense. But when news of their relationship broke during college, everyone was unanimous in saying that He Dongli was the one who took the initiative.
Zong Chi's qualifications and family background were obvious to all. However, he had a bad temper, even to the point of being abominable. He always acted like he loved everyone, truly living up to the term "dandy boy." Jiang Xingyuan felt that anyone could make such a clichéd mistake, except He Dongli!
"Honestly, back then, were you the one who took the initiative to pursue him?"
He Dongli opened the WeChat search bar and found the official WeChat account released by their government. He followed it and scrolled through the latest economic and livelihood news. He glanced at the profile in the press release and said vaguely, "Well, I guess so."
Jiang Xingyuan was dissatisfied. "Yes, yes, what do you mean by 'I guess so.'"
"In all things, judge by deeds, not by intentions. If attribution is based on your subjectivity or selfishness, and it affects other people's judgment, then it was my initiative."
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They were not the only ones who saw this report.
It can be seen that the official account has endorsement and influence.
At the start of the new week, Zou Yan and He Dongli's surgery and outpatient shifts were staggered, so they couldn't see each other. This didn't stop Zou Yan from complaining on WeChat:
Your "old classmate" is quite famous.
How do you pronounce that word? It’s the “Xi” in rhinoceros.
It doesn't seem right.
It doesn't matter anymore. He Dongli, I've known you for so long, but this is the first time I've seen you so awkward. You're not like yourself in front of him, to be honest.
When He Dongli saw this series of messages, five or six hours had passed and she had just stepped down.
That night, He Dongli drove Zou Yan back to his apartment, and she was going to take a taxi back.
Zou Yan didn't know if he had drunk too much, but he said in an inviting tone that it was too late and if she didn't mind, he could let her sleep in the guest room.
He Dongli declined politely.
Zou Yan smiled and asked her, what are you afraid of?
Before she could speak, Zou Yan clarified in his tone, "Don't worry, you don't understand me, but I understand you."
What do you know about me, He Dongli asked.
Zou Yan smiled. He lay on his sofa, one hand raised to his forehead, blaming He Dongli for turning on the main lights in the living room. It was too bright. Knowing you, He Dongli, you wouldn't leave the front line even if you were only slightly injured, and you didn't care about your children on the revolutionary battlefield.
He Dongli closed the door of the changing room and took a nonchalant attitude towards the news that Zou Yan was no longer an instant message.
Anyway, the original meaning of complaining is not to hear the person who is complaining refute him.
The circulating nurse on the same stage was learning from Dongli and the others the joke that happened on the operating table yesterday. The team led by Dr. Lu next door was short-staffed, so an intern with a cold insisted on going on stage. In the end, his snot flowed into his mouth. The young man was too embarrassed to call the circulating teacher, so he just stayed silent. When he got off the stage, he was teased by Dr. Lu, who said that there was fried sweet potato noodles in the cafeteria at noon, so he gave his student one less portion because he was already full.
He Dongli was no stranger to these jokes; anyone on stage who didn't have something to talk about wasn't considered qualified. During her rotation, her peers, including herself, could recount a boatload of jokes about holding back poop and pee. He Dongli's most embarrassing moment was when her scalp itched so badly she wanted to rub it against her peers' shoulders three or five times. The surgery she performed on stage that day was a complete scalp avulsion caused by a car accident. Despite this inhumane insistence, she was ruthlessly exposed after leaving the stage. She was told she wasn't engaging enough today, and the teacher's calm scolding shattered He Dongli's resolve. If you can't focus, don't go on stage; it hurts both you and others.
Just after coming out of the locker room, he ran into Lu Chunliu. He Dongli was looking for him to consult on a case he had seen during the multidisciplinary consultation yesterday. Lu Chunli also happened to have work for her. He said he had already made arrangements with the nun, and that a new patient, an abdominoplasty, would be accepted, and He Dongli would be one of the surgeons involved in the surgery.
When talking about serious matters, He Dongli always called him Deputy Director Lu in a polite manner.
Lu Chunliu laughed at the young girl's bureaucratic behavior. While they were having dinner together, he asked Dongli if the last surgery he had asked the nun for support was to help Zou Yan?
There is no wall that is impenetrable.
After all, He Dongli had much less experience than these old foxes, so he didn't say anything. The other party had already understood what he meant and tacitly agreed.
Lu Chunliu warned Dongli not to be too enthusiastic, especially about the Zou family's affairs. If he did, he would not be able to eat meat and would get into trouble.
He Dongli was surprised for a moment, and his first reaction was not to clarify himself, but that the other party's words seemed to coincide with his suspicions in some sense.
Before she could speak, Lu Chunliu, with a look of understanding, interrupted Dongli, "I know. I know you're just out of revolutionary friendship, so I'm giving you a heads up. The Zou family is not easy to deal with, and Zou Yan is also..."
He Dongli was waiting for Deputy Director Lu's next move when the nurse on duty came over to tell him that someone was looking for him downstairs, Doctor He.
He Dongli was completely confused by Lu Chunliu's rhetoric. She wanted to ask, what about Zou Yan? Is he...
But her heart was honest. He Dongli stood up, intending to put down her chopsticks, pick up her phone, and go downstairs. However, when she stood up, she did the opposite, putting down her phone and picking up her chopsticks.
Lu Chunliu and the others looked at Dongli as if they had seen a ghost and put the chopsticks back.
Only then did the colleagues find out, who is it, who is looking for Dr. He?
The elevator door dinged open, and He Dongli was wearing a scrub suit with a white coat that was buttoned meticulously.
The first floor of the surgical complex is where the admission and discharge registration and imaging department are located, and further up is the pharmacy and intravenous drug preparation center.
He Dongli, wearing his signature white robe, just happened to help a patient's relative who was confused about the direction. He asked how to get to the hepatobiliary surgery ward.
He Dongli showed him the direction of the floor index and kindly reminded him that visiting hours were almost over.
The relatives thanked him profusely, but He Dongli said with a tired look that it was not necessary.
The person waiting saw it all. He watched her stop at a distance, not too far away, and couldn't help but tease, "Doctor He is very qualified when it comes to saving lives and treating injuries, but he's obviously a little slack when it comes to making friends."
He Dongli put his hands in his pockets and said in a businesslike tone, "What do you want to talk to me about, Mr. Liang?"
Liang Jianxing came in high spirits and said, "I should have come to see you when Dr. He was in the clinic. I could have registered with you and at least gotten two minutes of procedural justice."
He Dongli changed his earlier patience in giving directions to the patient's relatives and instead spoke in a strict and unacceptable tone, subtly warning, "As a medical professional, I think Director Yao would probably not support Mr. Liang's words. People are responsible for their own actions. Children crying, students studying hard, adults..."
Liang Jianxing nodded with interest, waiting for her unique sermon.
"All medicines are poisonous. What I mean is, don't come to the hospital unless you are sick."
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