As soon as he said it, Qiao Muting's face darkened, and he was embarrassed on the spot.
Fang Wenjie, quick to smooth things over, said, "Today, Deputy Director Qiao has an important friend visiting. You bunch of naughty boys, don't make fun of him. Or you'll have to rewrite your reports ten times."
Although it was a joke, Qian Lai did notice the thermos Huang Jingyi was carrying.
Thinking back, the last time she came to deliver handkerchiefs and a kettle, she seemed to be carrying the same insulated container.
It turns out that she "coincidentally" comes to the neurosurgery department every morning to deliver breakfast to Qiao Muting!
Their relationship...?
"Xiaoran, do you remember the colleague's sister-in-law I mentioned to you, the one who helped me get the hot springs? She's Comrade Huang's sister-in-law."
Wenquan has gotten fatter and taller. And she really likes Comrade Huang's sister-in-law and her little nephew.
Qian Lai smiled as she looked at Huang Jingyi, a pang of bitterness rising in her heart.
What's going on?!
It's only natural that when someone helps Qiao Muting take care of the baby, they also take care of this single dad!
What right do I have to feel sour?
She felt a little guilty. When did she become so sentimental?
"We really have to thank Comrade Huang."
Huang Jingyi maintained her smile, but after hearing what she said, she felt a little uneasy.
The way she's saying this makes it sound like she's some kind of person to the child.
What right does she have to thank me for helping take care of her child?
She was helping Qiao Muting, not her, so why should she thank her?
She lowered her eyes, and in an instant, put on her signature smile: "We're all colleagues at the hospital. We'll all help Deputy Director Qiao if she's in trouble."
"Oh, since you've had breakfast today, I'll take it back with me."
She showed a barely perceptible hint of disappointment, which Fang Wenjie noticed immediately.
"Don't take it back. Old Joe has food, but we're still hungry. Don't waste it, give it to us, okay?"
Huang Jingyi, with an air of nonchalance, pushed the insulated container forward and said, "Of course."
At this moment, Qiao Muting couldn't care less about anyone or anything else. All he wanted was to find a quiet place to eat the breakfast his sweetheart had brought and listen to her tell him how she had spent the past two days.
"Let's go, Xiaoran. I'll take you to my office."
Just as they were about to turn around, Huang Jingyi seemed to suddenly remember something and abruptly said, "Oh right, Deputy Director Qiao, we're celebrating Wenquan's birthday tonight, don't forget."
Qiao Muting: "Okay!"
Qian Lai watched the two of them talk smoothly and naturally, like an old married couple agreeing on what to cook when they got home from get off work, and felt uneasy.
The smile on his face faded unconsciously, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
She followed Qiao Muting to the deputy director's office. This was a private office that the neurosurgery department had just prepared for him.
"How's your injury? Is it infected?" Her first words upon entering were concerned about his condition.
"These past two days, I've been so grateful to Wenjie, Huang Jingyi, and her family for helping me take care of my two children. I've hardly moved around and have been resting at home. I feel like I'm all better now."
It's Huang Jingyi again!
"That's good. You're going to be on the operating table, so your arm can't be injured. If you develop a chronic condition, how will you ever hold a scalpel again!"
In fact, even if he hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have been able to go to the operating table right now.
It was the psychological trauma left behind from failing to save his most important friend twice in a row.
He never imagined that one day, as a leading figure in the third generation of a medical family and once a top surgeon at the Beijing Military Hospital, he would no longer be able to wield a scalpel.
The departure of Wen Haibo and Li Li had a profound impact on him.
To be honest, as a medical student, he should have long ago developed the ability to face life and death with equanimity, especially since he is a military doctor.
On the battlefield, life and death can happen in an instant.
However, even he himself didn't know why. But after watching the couple die on his operating table twice in a row, he developed a huge psychological aversion to it.
He once locked himself in the operating room, holding a scalpel, and stood in front of the operating table all night.
However, all I could think about were the scenes before and after Wen Haibo and Li Li left.
He seemed unable to forgive himself, blaming himself entirely for the two people leaving.
His endless self-blame prevented him from finding redemption for a long time.
So now, when Qian Lai worries that he won't be able to hold a scalpel because of his injury, he feels so guilty that he doesn't dare to look her in the eye.
Qian Lai opened the lunchboxes he had brought for him one by one. The aroma of food immediately filled the air, making everyone's mouths water.
"It's my fault today. I didn't ask around properly and brought you breakfast without thinking. I wasted Comrade Huang's good intentions."
Qian Lai ladled a bowl of porridge for Qiao Muting and handed it to him. Then she started peeling eggs for him.
Qiao Muting took a sip: "It's so delicious. Only Teacher Xiaoran's porridge suits my taste the best."
A man's words are deceitful. If I believe you, I'm a complete idiot.
Qian Lai thought to himself, "I'm grumbling."
Comrade Huang brings breakfast every day, how could it not suit his taste?
"Can it taste as good as Comrade Huang's cooking?"
She handed the wrapped eggs to Qiao Muting.
Qiao Muting didn't like boiled eggs at all; he hated the faint "stinky smell".
But today, these are eggs that she cooked and peeled herself.
How could it possibly have a "stinky smell"!
"No one's porridge can compare to Teacher Xiaoran's porridge, not to mention, there are no boiled eggs."
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