Chapter 1: So fierce Teacher Xiao and Doctor Xu are good in every way, except that...

Chapter 1: So fierce Teacher Xiao and Doctor Xu are good in every way, except that...

September in Shaocheng is always gentle. The summer heat is gradually fading away, and the autumn dryness has not yet spread. It happened to rain the day before, driving away the last bit of summer heat.

In Xiao Zhier's opinion, there is no time more suitable for military training than now.

"So how fragile are the students in our class to have three of them collapse after half a day of military training?"

He sighed heavily and asked the school doctor with helplessness in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the school doctor reflexively turned around and looked towards the infusion room, where three students from Xiao Zhier's class were staying. He was silent for two seconds: "It's not just because of the crispy skin."

Xiao Zhier's breath was slightly choked, and he lowered his head again to look at the medical record book that the school doctor silently pushed in front of him——

He cracked.

The medical record that the school doctor showed to the counselor did not use the legendary encrypted font that doctors use, and the handwriting was very clear.

This makes the situation even more outrageous.

Among his three students, the most common reason for them to come to the school infirmary was the one who had heatstroke. As for the situation of the other two students, Xiao Zhier was amused when he saw it.

These two unlucky guys didn't know left from right when turning right, and bumped their heads head to head, face to face. One of them was standing at the end of the line and broke his tailbone, while the other one fell on his classmate and avoided the tragedy of breaking his tailbone, but lost his fragile wrist.

This person's wrist accidentally hit the arm of the classmate behind him and was dislocated.

Xiao Zhier shook his head helplessly. He walked into the infusion room, put the water he brought next to his students, took out his mobile phone and made instructions on the leave notes of the three unfortunate children from the academic affairs system.

After instructing the student suffering from heat stroke to go back to the dormitory to rest after receiving the infusion, Xiao Zhier reached out and rubbed the injured man lying on the bed with a shameful expression written all over his face: "I'll take you to the hospital to take an X-ray to see if you have any broken bones or anything."

As he spoke, Xiao Zhier rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, turned around and half-knelt in front of the bed, motioning the young man behind him to lie down.

The weather was clear, and the sun poured into the room through the window of the infusion room. The young man tilted his head and smiled slightly, half of his body bathed in the sun, his amber eyes filled with a hint of golden light, and at first glance, it seemed as if he could radiate a gentleness as water.

When Xiao Zhier received the news, he drove the car over and parked it on the side of the road. Then he drove his unfortunate student to Shaocheng Hospital near the school.

At around eight or nine o'clock on a weekday, there were not many people in the hospital. Xiao Zhier registered and took his students straight to the emergency room.

"Come in."

In the emergency room of Shaocheng Hospital, Xu Ze spoke when he heard a knock on the door. He turned over the medical record in his hand and looked up. Then his eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a sudden light in his eyes.

After seeing the person in the clinic clearly, Xiao Zhier was also stunned. Was it him?

The window of the clinic was not closed, and the wind blew the fresh and moist air left after the rain outside into the clinic. The sunlight also slipped in quietly, and the soft light hit Xiao Zhier's eyes, but quietly flashed Xu Ze.

Xu Ze's throat moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes as if to cover up. He turned the tweezers in his hand and tapped the table twice before speaking: "Nice to meet you again, Teacher Xiao."

He tilted his head to observe for two seconds, looking at the student's strange walking posture, and teased with a faint smile: "It looks like it's not the legs this time. This posture... Did you break your tailbone?"

Xiao Zhier was silent. The student beside him who had been whimpering and sobbing all the way stopped crying and then burst into tears with a "wow".

He was suddenly overwhelmed. Facing Xu Ze's eyes that were obviously looking at him as if he was laughing at a joke, Xiao Zhier gritted his teeth and tried to comfort his student helplessly: "Okay, okay, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Hurry up and finish the filming. I'll treat you to milk tea--"

"Doctor Xu, have you seen enough of the fun? Stop laughing!"

"Tsk, Teacher Xiao is so fierce."

Xu Ze stood up and helped Xiao Zhier carry his unfortunate student who was crying loudly to the hospital bed. He stood up straight and complained with a low laugh.

Xiao Zhier took out the student's medical card from his pocket and stuffed it into Xu Ze's hand. His fingertips quickly stroked Xu Ze's palm. Xu Ze's originally smooth movements paused slightly. He subconsciously clenched the medical card. The rounded corners of the card pressed against the palm of his hand, as if it could retain the warmth on the fingers of the person next to him.

Behind the lenses, Xu Ze's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xiao Zhier's heart was completely on his students. He didn't even spare Xu Ze his glance. He just casually comforted him, "If you know I'm fierce, just say less. I'll also treat you to milk tea after the consultation."

“Ah——”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream from the student in front of him. Xiao Zhier was frightened and trembled, and almost jumped three feet high: "What happened!"

Xu Ze's hand was still on the student's coccyx, his face full of innocence: "Palpation, I swear I really just pressed it lightly! It looks like he fell pretty hard, let's take an X-ray to see the specific condition of the bones."

Xiao Zhier frowned slightly: "Okay, thank you for your help, I'll go pay the fee now."

Just as he was about to turn around, Xu Ze turned around and stood in front of Xiao Zhier. Xu's slender fingertips gently touched Xiao Zhier's heart: "Teacher Xiao, don't forget to give me milk tea."

Xu Ze's voice was soft and Xiao Zhier only felt that the collar of his shirt was gently pulled at his chest, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the pen he had casually tucked in his chest pocket had fallen into Xu Ze's hand.

He raised an eyebrow.

Xu Ze noticed his gaze, waved the pen in his hand at Xiao Zhier, and smiled softly. The edge of the silver-wire glasses frame reflected the cold white light in the room. The light was like stars falling into the world, dazzling Xiao Zhier's eyes.

"I don't know which shameless person stole my pen. I'm going to requisition it."

When Xu Ze's voice sounded, Xiao Zhier's mind, which had been fascinated by beauty, immediately returned to normal. He looked at Xu, who was accusing someone of stealing his pen while putting his pen into his pen holder without blushing after writing the medical record, and sighed deeply.

Dr. Xu is good in every way, except for the fact that he only has a mouth.

Xu Ze tapped a few times on the keyboard to enter the medical record into the system. He rubbed his fingertips along the edge of the medical card before handing it to Xiao Zhier and waving at him: "Students can leave it with me first and come back to collect it after paying the fee."

Xiao Zhier: "...Okay."

Xiao Zhier paid the fee according to the procedure and went back to the clinic to take the student. Xu Ze saw that it was a bit difficult for him to support the young man who was over 1.8 meters tall, so he quickly stood up to help him hold the student's arm. Xiao Zhier raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and smiled at Xu Ze: "Thank you."

Xu Ze just smiled: "I called the CT room. There are not many people there at this time. They are ready. I will take you there."

Even though the CT room was not too far from the clinic, Xiao Zhier was sweating profusely when he brought the patient to the place with the help of Xu Ze. He helped the student, who was still groaning, to lie on the machine, and when he stood up straight, his elbow was touched by someone.

Xiao Zhier lowered his eyes and saw a handkerchief being handed to him. A bunch of blooming white roses was embroidered on the corner of the light blue handkerchief.

Xu Ze said in a gentle voice: "We have to wait a while, wipe the sweat off your face first."

Xiao Zhier nodded slightly, he took the handkerchief, and their fingertips intertwined. The moment Xiao Zhier picked up the handkerchief, Xu Ze slightly bent his fingertips, then quickly spread them out, allowing Xiao Zhier to withdraw his hand.

Xiao Zhier paused, he did not miss Xu Ze's action. The young man stared at Xu Ze's fingers for a few seconds, suddenly curled his lips, and gently pressed the bunch of white roses on his forehead as if nothing had happened.

The two of them left the CT room side by side. Xiao Zhier sat on a chair outside the door and carefully folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into his pocket: "I'll go back and wash it and return it to you."

Xu Ze watched Xiao Zhier's actions and nodded when he heard it: "Okay, don't worry."

Although he looked like he didn't care much, he didn't reject Xiao Zhier's intention.

Xiao Zhier's fingers stroked the white rose embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, and he suddenly remembered his first meeting with Xu Ze a few months ago.

The fate of Xiao Zhier and Xu Ze is also bizarre. They actually met for the first time at a blind date table.

That time, Xiao Zhier's cousin was coerced and bribed by the elders in her family to go on a blind date. The girl herself actually had no intention of falling in love at all, and seeing that the boy's family was urging her to do so, she was afraid that there might be some hidden story, and that if she went to meet the man alone, there would be trouble. So she simply hugged Xiao Zhier's thighs and cried, insisting that Xiao Zhier accompany her to meet the man.

Xiao Zhier was so pestered by her that he had no choice but to agree.

Who knew that when the appointed time came, the cousin still didn't show up. Xiao Zhier sat in the corner of the cafe and frantically called his cousin. After finally getting through, he heard the girl apologize to him helplessly, saying that the leader of her unit had arranged a work for her temporarily, so she couldn't come, and asked Xiao Zhier to apologize to the other person on her behalf.

Xiao Zhier was struck by lightning. He hung up the phone and hurriedly went to pick up the white roses on the table. This was what his aunt had in mind. The two of them didn't even have any contact information. They just asked the cousin to bring a white rose and the man to bring a small bouquet of white roses. If both of them thought the other was good, they would add the extra rose to the bouquet, and call it some kind of romanticism.

This really troubled Xiao Zhier. He lowered his head to look for the flower box that was casually thrown under the table. As soon as he opened the box, he felt someone pressing on his fingertips.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked up to meet the young man's smiling gaze. Xiao Zhier silently withdrew his hand, but the man opposite him reached out to hold the white rose, and Xiao Zhier's fingers, which were tightly gripping the branch, were loosened in his palm.

Xiao Zhier:! ! !

The young man was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and his somewhat alluring fox eyes looked over through the lenses. The shiny silver chain of the glasses swayed gently, and light fell on it, like a dancing white butterfly, flapping its wings as the chain swayed.

"I didn't expect that Miss Xiao would give me such a big gift..." Xu Ze put the small bunch of white roses in his hand on the table, "A surprise."

He spoke softly, with a smile on his lips, and his eyes sparkled as if he had seen some rare treasure.

This person clearly didn't say anything unpleasant and was smiling the whole time, but Xiao Zhier felt inexplicably embarrassed and his face felt hot.

Xiao Zhier cursed his cousin in his heart. He quickly put on a faint smile and pulled the white rose back with a little force: "You misunderstood, Xiao Qing is my cousin. She had work to do and couldn't leave. Please let me come and apologize to you."

Xu Ze pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Xiao Zhier. He casually pushed the bouquet of white roses in front of Xiao Zhier and said, "What a coincidence. I'm here on behalf of my cousin."

"A cup of vanilla latte. More syrup, please." He nodded to the clerk. The small crystal beads hanging on the silver glasses chain swayed slightly, and light shone out and fell into Xiao Zhier's eyes, making him squint.

Xu Ze noticed Xiao Zhier's expression. He took off his glasses and put them beside him. He extended his hand to Xiao Zhier and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Xu Ze."

"Xiao Zhier." He stretched out his hand to shake Xu Ze's hand, "Please express our apologies to the elders at home when you return."

Xu Ze chuckled: "It doesn't matter, my brother is naughty, we are even now."

Xiao Zhier frowned slightly. He felt that what the other party said was a little strange, but he couldn't find any major faults. He hesitated for a few seconds, raised his hand and pressed it on the stem of the white rose next to him, and stood up: "Since it's even, I have something else to do next, so I'll leave first. Please do as you please."

As he spoke, he picked up the white rose, but Xu Ze suddenly reached out and pressed his fingertips on the back of Xiao Zhier's hand, pressing down the branch.

The young man has long and thin knuckles, and his nails are trimmed round and clean with a faint luster. It is a hand that is as beautiful as a sculpture.

Xiao Zhi'er stood at the table and looked down at him. Xu Ze met Xiao Zhi'er's gaze and curled his lips. He slowly took the white rose from Xiao Zhi'er's hand and put it into the bouquet beside him: "It's a pity that such beautiful flowers cannot be given away."

Xu Ze carefully tied the bow at the bottom of the bouquet, stood up and handed the flowers to Xiao Zhier. His eyes were burning, as if he was trying his best to restrain something. Xu Ze took a deep breath, and the smile on his lips became softer: "Flowers should be matched with beauties. Teacher Xiao has an elegant temperament, and white roses are a perfect match for her."

Xiao Zhier: "...How did you know?"

His question was incoherent. Xu Ze was stunned for a moment before reacting. He smiled and flicked the Shaocheng University badge that Xiao Zhier had pinned on his backpack: "My nephew is a student of Shaocheng University. Although Teacher Xiao looks young, Miss Xiao is so old that you are not a college student anymore."

Xiao Zhier raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Xu observed very carefully."

He paused, then reached out to take the flowers that Xu Ze handed over: "Thank you, I'll bring them to her. Goodbye."

What Xiao Zhier didn't know was that after he left, Xu Ze stayed in the cafe for a long time.

The early summer afternoon was filled with colorful light and gentle wind, with the sound of wind chimes ringing in his ears. Xu Ze leaned against the table in the coffee shop and watched Xiao Zhier's figure pass through the butterfly gauze curtain hanging outside the coffee shop door.

The crowd was surging, and he was like a gust of wind, blending into the crowd and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xu Ze retracted his gaze, clenched his fingers tightly, and after a while put his fingertips to his lips and kissed them devoutly.

Finally see you again, Xiao Zhier.

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