"Here." Zhou Mo gave a portion to Han Chen.
Han Chen took it.
Zhou Mo jokingly said, "Doctor Xu said you never eat breakfast."
"Not really." Han Chen said.
"What is that?" Zhou Mo asked deliberately.
Han Chen looked a little unnatural. "If you don't eat, it means you're not hungry. You'll eat naturally when you're hungry."
Zhou Mo was amused and took a bite of the bun, "Eat quickly, you'll be busy soon, right?"
"Yeah," Han Chen held the buns and soy milk, the warm temperature burning his palms.
"Here's another one," Zhou Mo handed another to Han Chen, "You have a colleague, you can leave it to him."
"No, I can finish it." Han Chen took it.
Zhou Mo paused while biting a bun.
Han Chen swallowed the bun in one gulp, his cheeks puffed up like a greedy hamster.
Zhou Mo was amused and couldn't help but cover his lips, "Go slowly, be careful not to choke."
Han Chen continued to eat voraciously, completely different from his usual habit of chewing slowly.
Han Chen didn't mean to make Zhou Mo laugh, he was just too hungry.
Just as Zhou Mo said, he hadn't eaten since last night. When he sent Zhou Mo home at night, he couldn't bear it anymore and bought a bottle of coffee from the self-service machine. So he couldn't sleep and sat in the corridor.
I took a nap in the VIP ward for a few hours and then hurried back to the department. I haven't eaten a single bite until now.
The buns Zhou Mo bought were obviously the most ordinary ones from a street shop. You couldn't even see the meat filling in the buns, but they tasted incredibly delicious.
Han Chen drank a few more sips of soy milk and found it extremely sweet.
He actually didn't like soy milk very much because it had a bean smell and he couldn't get used to it, but at this moment, even the bean smell tasted sweet.
Zhou Mo was still slowly finishing the second bun, but Han Chen had already finished both breakfasts.
Zhou Mo was shocked.
"I have one more, do you want one?" Zhou Mo put a bite of the half-eaten bun in his mouth and gave the remaining bun and the packing bag to Han Chen.
"You eat it." Han Chen said.
Zhou Mo couldn't speak with the bun in his mouth. He muttered, "You eat it," and stuffed the takeaway bag into Han Chen's hand.
After fiddling with it for a long time, Zhou Mo finally swallowed half of the bun in her mouth. She drank some soy milk and saw that Han Chen was still motionless.
"Eat," she urged.
"You don't want to eat anymore?" Han Chen asked.
"Yeah, I'm full," Zhou Mo had two buns at most. She never had a big appetite, except for delicious food.
She casually placed the half-drunk soy milk on Han Chen's desk, raised her hand and took the tissue paper from his desk to wipe the corner of her lips.
Thinking of something, she took out another box of chewing gum from her bag and placed them on Han Chen's desk. "This is for you. I'm leaving now. Eat it quickly and don't delay work."
Han Chen was slightly startled, "Yeah."
Zhou Mo stood up and walked out.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered that she had not asked Liang Xinyun whether she needed to continue staying in the hospital today, so she turned back.
After a simple knock on the door, Zhou Mo pushed it open and walked in.
I saw Han Chen sitting in his own chair, drinking half a cup of soy milk.
Zhou Mo was startled, "That is..."
She drank...
"Hmm," Han Chen looked at her, calmly raised his head and drank the soy milk, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Mo's heart was in a mess, but he could only pretend to be calm, "Aunt Liang, can she be discharged today? I've asked for leave, so I can accompany her today."
"I'll be discharged at noon. I'll go and complete the discharge procedures later."
Zhou Mo nodded, "Then you get busy."
She stepped out, closing the door behind her.
A surge of irritable emotions suddenly came over her, making her dizzy in an instant.
The image of Han Chen drinking the remaining half cup of soy milk was deeply engraved in her mind. Zhou Mo could even close her eyes and describe the details of the scene, such as his handsome Adam's apple trembling up and down when he tilted his head back to drink it all.
The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. Zhou Mo felt like his face was about to explode.
How could Han Chen be so calm?
Although this was not the first time Han Chen drank the half-empty cup of her drink, they were in love at that time and this was normal. It’s different now.
Zhou Mo unconsciously put the back of her hand against her cheek. She felt like she was about to have a fever.
On the way back to the VIP ward, her mind was in a daze, and all she could think of was the image of Han Chen drinking soy milk with his head tilted back.
There's no way around it, Han Chen looked particularly good in that scene.
Zhou Mo felt that he was beyond help.
VIP ward.
Liang Xinyun finished breakfast and Zhou Mo just arrived at the door.
"Have you eaten breakfast, Han Chen?" Liang Xinyun smiled happily.
Zhou Mo couldn't help but glance at Xu Qingli who was cleaning up nearby, then he responded very cautiously, "Yeah."
For some reason, Zhou Mo felt inexplicably guilty.
Xu Qingli paused noticeably while packing up his lunch box.
Zhou Mo added, "He seemed to be starving. He wasn't full after eating two servings."
Xu Qingli quickly packed up the lunch box and said, "Aunt Liang, I'm going to work."
"Hey, go ahead."
Xu Qingli smiled faintly, a very forced smile. When she passed by Zhou Mo, her smile was cold, "Miss Zhou, goodbye."
"Goodbye." Zhou Mo waved to her politely.
Xu Qingli turned her head and left in her high heels, feeling cold.
Liang Xinyun waved at Zhou Mo, motioning him to come over. Zhou Mo obediently came forward and sat next to Liang Xinyun.
"Han Chen is like that. He seems to have no ambitions, but he takes his work very seriously. That's what being a doctor is like. Orthopedics is a long-established department at the First Hospital of Dongda University. Isn't there a popular word called 'involution' these days? They're so involutionary in their orthopedics department, I guess they don't even eat breakfast."
"Yes!" Zhou Mo agreed. "I met a colleague of Han Chen, and he also said that he didn't have the habit of eating breakfast."
Liang Xinyun said, "The current director of the orthopedics department is a nationally renowned professor. He places great emphasis on department development, especially talent development and teaching, and is very strict. He holds young doctors like Han Chen to even higher standards. However, their department has one great thing: they don't discourage young doctors, and the veteran professors don't take advantage of their seniority. This is one of the reasons I agreed to let Han Chen stay here."
"Isn't it like this at the Mingde General Hospital in the Imperial Capital?" Zhou Mo asked when he didn't understand.
Liang Xinyun shook her head helplessly. "There are so many talented people over there, all of them are geniuses. Even someone as outstanding as Han Chen is not the best. He can only work hard. During the two years he was in Mingde General Hospital, he stayed in the hospital almost every day and didn't go home many times."
Zhou Mo had never experienced such cruel competition and did not understand the hardships involved, but he knew how difficult it was just by thinking about it.
Liang Xinyun said, "The fact that he was able to obtain an intermediate professional title amidst the fierce competition at Mingde General Hospital shows how hard he worked. The difficulty of being promoted to attending physician at Mingde General Hospital is comparable to being promoted to associate chief physician at the First Hospital of Dongda University."
Zhou Mo was shocked.
Zhou Mo didn't know how to upgrade his intermediate professional title in Mingde General Hospital.
But Zhou Mo had heard about how he was promoted to deputy director of the First Hospital of Dongda University.
We must focus on both scientific research and clinical practice, and neither can be neglected. Moreover, promotion does not necessarily come just by meeting the standards.
There are quotas for promotions, and meeting the requirements only means you are eligible. Whether you can actually be promoted depends on competing with others.
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