Chapter 75 Pei Dajun
At night, lying on the bed in the master bedroom, next door is the guest room where Pei Zhengping sleeps.
Xiao Nanxing took off the ring, and sure enough, on the inside were the first letters of their two surnames engraved in capital letters.
She hesitated whether to put the ring away, or hang it around her neck on a chain?
Pei Zhengping's big dimples, which were rarely seen when he smiled, flashed before my eyes.
She closed her eyes and put the ring on her ring finger again. Never mind, just wear it for now. It's just a ring and she can take it off at any time.
Sleep, sleep, I love to sleep.
The next morning, Pei Zhengping had already prepared breakfast. Xiao Nanxing looked around the room and saw that Li Rong was not there. He was immediately surprised, "Did you make this?"
Pei Zhengping put the milk on the table and said, "Simple noodles, Dr. Xiao, please try my cooking."
Xiao Nanxing had a strange thought. How could this be like the man's active performance after that? Also, I didn't see him wearing an apron, which was a little regretful.
Bah, what is she thinking? She must have been polluted by Li Xiaoxiao. She is very pure!
Xiao Nanxing reciprocated the favor and praised him. Pei Zhengping smiled and said, "The taste is just average. My dumplings are pretty good. I'll treat you to a taste next time I get a chance."
Xiao Nanxing nodded, "Thank you, Secretary Pei."
Pei Zhengping sat next to her, looking like he was discussing something. "We're so familiar with each other now, shouldn't you call me Zhengping? You can call me brother, too."
Xiao Nanxing squinted at him with his big eyes, "I can't say it."
Pei Zhengping: "How is that possible?"
Xiao Nanxing couldn't help but want to laugh, "Listen, Zhengping Zhengping, when I hear this name, I always feel like I'm going to join the party."
Pei Zhengping was speechless for a moment. "There's no other way. My grandfather gave me this name. So, I have a nickname. Can I call you?"
Xiao Nanxing was immediately curious, "What's your name?"
Pei Zhengping had no shame at all, "The army."
"Hahaha, Dajun, I thought it was Da Wa." This name is too common and does not match his majestic and dignified appearance at all.
Pei Zhengping shook his head and smiled, "My grandfather wanted me to join the army since I was young, and I'm the eldest, so my nickname is Dajun.
If my parents hadn't said so, my grandfather would have really wanted to name me Da Wa, saying it would be easier to raise me."
Xiao Nanxing blinked mischievously, "So I really called you that? Don't you feel ashamed?"
Pei Zhengping patted her head and said, "Go ahead, but you're the only one allowed to call me that from now on."
Xiao Nanxing wondered, has this person really never been in love before?
It’s just too good.
Comrade Pei Dajun used his nickname in exchange for the right to call Xiao Nanxing Xiaoxingxing or Nanxing.
Afterwards, he took the initiative to drive her to the General Health Administration himself.
I don't know if it was coincidence, but when I got off the car, I happened to see Pei Haiyan's car passing by. Seeing her, she lowered the window and said, "Nanxing? Hey, Comrade Pei Zhengping is back? Are you going back today?"
Pei Zhengping got out of the car and said, "Good morning, auntie. I'll go back to see my grandparents later."
Pei Haiyan looked at the two of them with a smile, her eyes accurately sweeping over their hands wearing rings. That smile made Xiao Nanxing blush, "Okay, I'll go to work first."
Pei Haiyan drove away, and Xiao Nanxing pushed him into the car, "Hurry up and leave. Don't stand here."
She always felt that everyone here might know him, but fortunately there weren't many people here now.
Pei Zhengping didn't make things difficult for her. He got into the car and squeezed her hand. "This ring looks really good on you."
Xiao Nanxing: ...Turn around and walk away quickly, don't show up here with him.
Pei Zhengping started the car and passed by a car. With the window rolled down, Ji Huirou stared at his car driving away through the rearview mirror.
It was still the same conference room as yesterday, and this time it was Li Sheng who led the team. After another staff member gave a few instructions, he asked everyone to get in the car together.
After getting in the car, Xiao Nanxing subconsciously sat next to Song Fan, as if he didn't see Ji Huirou waving at him.
When they arrived at a sanatorium in Yanshan, when Ji Huirou and Ouyang Zhen came to talk to him, Xiao Nanxing quietly kept a distance from them.
Li Rong's words had some influence on her, although there is a saying that one should not comment without knowing the full picture.
But both Li Rong and Pei Zhengping are his friends.
In this regard, she chose to stand on her own side.
Therefore, she should treat Ji Huirou, who can be friends with Qiao Can, as an ordinary person, since she is not familiar with her anyway.
In the spacious activity room of the sanatorium, each doctor has his own reception desk.
As for the equipment, the nursing home has its own and they don’t need to bring any.
When they were assigned the seats, Song Fan and Ouyang Zhen happened to be on her left and right.
Not long after, a group of healthy elderly people walked into the activity room, and looked at them one by one with their hands behind their backs as if they were shopping.
Each of them looked to be of a high status, and the looks they gave them were sharp. Two of them even pulled Li Sheng aside to talk to them, and it seemed that they were his elders.
Xiao Nanxing kept smiling and waited for them to choose a doctor on their own.
The General Administration only told them to come and treat the elderly people, but it seems that they are all very healthy and some minor illnesses do not require them to come specially.
Suddenly, an old man in an old military uniform sat down in front of her and stretched out his hand, "Little doctor, can you help me take a look?"
Xiao Nanxing stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. "You are in good health. You have recovered well from the hidden injuries you suffered in your youth. But you must be careful not to drink too much..."
"Well, you stinky old man, you're drinking behind my back again?" The silver-haired old lady standing behind him pulled his ear in anger.
"Oh, oh, old lady, please be gentle. I only drank a small sip. Please give me some face."
An old man next to him interrupted him, "Sister Fang, don't listen to his lies. I just saw him drink a big glass..."
Suddenly, a world war broke out. The old man was chased and strangled by the old lady, and the other old people fanned the flames and watched the show. It was obvious that they were all old friends and had a good relationship.
The old man in the Tang suit who had just broken up the stage quickly took the seat in front of Xiao Nanxing, smiling kindly:
"Girl, let me take a look. I'll tell you, don't show it to them. You look cute. There are several old bachelors in his family. They must have taken a fancy to you and want to take you back to be their granddaughter-in-law."
The elegant old lady in cheongsam, who was his wife, looked at her with a hint of eagerness:
"That's right, that old man has bad intentions. His grandsons have mediocre careers and aren't good-looking either. Young doctor, don't let them fool you."
Xiao Nanxing laughed, "Thank you both for your concern. Come, let me feel Grandpa's pulse."
The old man obediently stretched out his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits of joy. "What's wrong with me? Just tell me, I will definitely obey you. I won't be like someone who pretends to obey but actually disobeys. I have to live two more years to see my eldest grandson get married and have children."
The old lady pulled a stool and sat next to them, interjecting enthusiastically, "Yes, we are very well behaved. We are determined to be the most obedient elders and never cause any trouble to the younger generation."
The old man said: "I will leave all the private money I saved to my eldest grandson."
Old lady: "My dowry is the same."
Xiao Nanxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just thought they liked chatting with others, so he listened to them and took their pulse:
"Grandpa is in good health, but he's a little impatient. He's been a bit irritated lately. So, I'll write you a recipe for medicinal food. If you're willing to eat it, you can ask your family to make it for you. If not..."
"Yes, yes, medicinal food is good. I am an old man and cannot eat bitter Chinese medicine. Medicinal food is good."
The old lady pinched him gently below.
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