This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, who can let it go?
Han Chen came to the First Hospital of Dongda University simply to escape from the imperial capital and chose it as a temporary place to stay.
After joining the company, he just wanted to have a stable job and never thought about competing with others in his career.
He has never been one to compete with others in his career, nor has he ever considered anyone as an opponent.
However, marrying Zhou Mo left him not only penniless but also deeply in debt. If he didn't work hard to achieve success in his career and quickly become an associate chief physician, how would he get a raise? How would he pay off his debts? How would he give Zhou Mo a more stable future?
Zhou Mo also reminded him that since he was a vested interest, he should not act superior and should go all out to face his competitors.
Han Chen wanted to be serious for once.
The meeting is over.
Han Chen was reviewing his previous medical records in the medical record system until seven in the evening, and he still had half of them to go through.
Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to go home.
Duan Feng, who was working at the next desk, was buried in his computer and showed no intention of leaving.
"I'm leaving." Han Chen said.
"Goodbye." Duan Feng didn't look up.
Han Chen rubbed his neck, turned off the computer and left the office.
Century Garden.
Liang Xinyun made an appointment with Liu Xiangru to have dinner and she hasn't come back yet.
Han Chen glanced at the empty kitchen and his stomach rumbled unconsciously.
He picked up his phone, glanced at the screen, and found that Zhou Mo had not replied to his message.
The chat history still stopped at that weird "hmm".
Han Chen called Zhou Mo again, but this time the call was out of service area.
For no apparent reason, he suddenly became irritable.
What happened to Zhou Mo?
Han Chen vaguely felt that he might have offended Zhou Mo again, or stepped on Zhou Mo's sore spot again, but he didn't know the reason.
He reflected on himself and wondered if it was because he was too busy with work that he never replied to her messages, or that he would disappear in the middle of every chat.
But these are all work-related reasons, and he doesn't want to be like this.
Why can't you just say what you want to say? Zhou Mo not answering his call made him very upset.
Tired and hungry, and Zhou Mo refused to answer his call, Han Chen felt annoyed.
Standing in the kitchen, he even felt annoyed when he saw the empty pot on the stove. He just took the pot down and pretended to ignore it.
Han Chen became even more furious when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the peacock green enamel pot next to the stove.
He angrily picked up the pot, then gently placed it on the stove, added water and turned on the fire in one go.
He opened the cabinet under the stove and took out a bag of snail noodles.
He bought it last time on Shen Pan’s recommendation. The goods arrived a long time ago, but he never had time to pick them up, so he asked Liang Xinyu to help him get them back.
I had been thinking of finding some time to cook and eat with Zhou Mo.
Although he really dislikes things with strange smells, Zhou Mo likes them and he also wants to do something different so that the two of them can have more interesting memories.
Since Zhou Mo ignored him, Zhou Mo couldn't expect to have an easy time.
He was going to use Zhou Mo's favorite pot to cook snail noodles.
Liang Xinyun is back.
As soon as she opened the door, she was hit by a foul smell that almost made her vomit.
"What's that smell?" Liang Xinyun covered her nose. Seeing Han Chen sitting at the table eating noodles, she fanned her face with her hands. "What did you do? Why does it smell so bad?"
"Snail noodles," Han Chen picked out the vermicelli from the enamel pot and ate it with relish.
Liang Xinyun saw the enamel pot and her eyes widened. "Why are you using Momo's pot to cook something so smelly? Be careful not to let her find out."
Han Chen didn't care, "Isn't the pot used for cooking?"
Liang Xinyun was anxious. She snatched Han Chen's chopsticks and took the pot away. "Why can't you cook something else? Why do you have to cook something so smelly?"
Han Chen: "I didn't have dinner."
Liang Xinyun: "Why don't we just buy some instant noodles and cook them?"
Han Chen: “…”
Liang Xinyun took the pot to the kitchen, found a bowl, endured the stench, poured the snail noodles in the pot into the bowl, and then brought it back to Han Chen.
After turning back to the kitchen, she quickly filled a pot with water.
Han Chen had lost his appetite. "Mom, leave it here. I'll wash it together after I finish eating."
"You definitely have to wash it. If you don't clean up the mess you've made yourself, who else do you expect to clean up for you?"
Han Chen was speechless again and finished the remaining powder in a few seconds.
I have to say, although snail noodles smell bad, they taste okay. Or maybe the reason he could tolerate it was because he was too hungry.
Putting the bowl into the sink, Han Chen rolled up his sleeves and started washing the dishes.
Although all the windows in the kitchen, bathroom and living room were open, there was still a strange smell in the house.
Han Chen was afraid that there would be some residual smell on the enamel pot, so he washed the pot several times and even smelled it after washing.
Finished.
Why is there still a smell?
Han Chen panicked.
He quickly put the pot under the faucet to collect water, poured in half a bottle of detergent, and wiped it frantically.
After rinsing off the foam again, he quickly put his nose close to it to smell it.
There is still a smell.
Han Chen quickly went to the living room to call for help, "Mom, I'm in trouble."
Liang Xinyun was watching TV, looking puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"Pot, the smell can't be washed away." Han Chen was like a child who had done something bad.
"What's going on?" Liang Xinyu hurried into the kitchen, picked up the enamel pot and smelled it. There was indeed a smell.
She put the pot down and glared at Han Chen: "I told you not to touch Momo's things, and now look what happened. If she finds out that you ruined the pot like this, just wait for her to be angry."
"Is there any way to remedy this?" Han Chen asked.
"This kind of pot is for stewing soup. I'll make some soup tomorrow night and see if I can get rid of this smell."
"Okay, what kind of soup do you want? I'll buy the ingredients tomorrow."
Seeing that his attitude was still positive, Liang Xinyun did not blame him anymore.
"When will Momo come back? If not tomorrow, it will be too late for us to make amends."
"The meeting lasts three days, so it will have to be after the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"Go buy a chicken tomorrow and I'll make chicken soup."
"OK."
…
Imperial capital.
Shen Pan was taken on a bus to Xiangshan Park for a picnic, and then walked for a distance.
Before, Shen Pan was worried about her and called her to tell her that she was getting too obsessed with something.
Zhou Mo was feeling a little confused.
Chen Pan tried to comfort her, saying, "You can't sentence Han Chen to death based on your own imagination. If he has to die, he should die openly. You might as well ask him directly about Luo Fu. If he confesses and says he really dated her before, I support you in getting a divorce. A man who can hide his feelings and even lies to you that he hasn't been in a relationship since you, is a liar and a bad person. He's not worth keeping."
"Do you think there's a high chance he'll lie to me?"
"A man who hasn't seen you for ten years says he's never been in a relationship. To be honest, I don't quite believe it. Even if he's not promiscuous, he's definitely had a relationship. And he always tells you not to ask about his affairs. You're married, and he's still like this. If it were me, I'd probably hire a private investigator."
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