Zhang Moyan and Jin Xueyang hurriedly ended their calls. The male doctor behind Geng Jun came over with a smile on his face. He pulled a thermometer from his coat pocket, placed it on her cochlea, and reported to Geng Jun, "35.8, normal."
Geng Jun nodded, turned around and leaned over to ask Zhang Moyan: "Are you feeling better? I heard that you met with guests for a long time this afternoon, which is not right."
Zhang Moyan said, "Oh, okay."
Geng Jun didn't know what was wrong with her, so he didn't say anything. He reached out and touched the swelling on her head: "The swelling is already going down. Apply ice again today."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." The male doctor next to him agreed.
Geng Jun withdrew his hand and introduced Zhang Moyan: "This doctor Zhang is my deputy. He is on duty here tonight. If you have symptoms of headache and vomiting, press the bedside button and he will check on you immediately. He will also contact me at the same time. I will be here within 20 minutes."
"good."
Zhang Moyan and Doctor Zhang exchanged a glance, indicating they were acquainted. Geng Jun took the ward rounds record book from Doctor Zhang and wrote something in a flamboyant manner.
"Cooperate with the doctors and nurses in their treatment. If you have any questions, you can tell us. If you need any help, you can also ask the doctors and nurses." Geng Jun asked as a routine question. He probably said this to every patient.
Zhang Moyan nodded without thinking, then hesitated and changed her tone: "I want to ask..."
Geng Jun raised his eyes: "What?"
Zhang Moyan looked at Dr. Zhang beside Geng Jun, weighed the pros and cons, and felt that there was nothing she couldn't ask anyone.
"Dean Geng and Teacher Xiao are very close friends, right?" Zhang Moyan asked.
Geng Jun paused for a moment, but before he could say anything, he saw the doctor surnamed Zhang's body stiffen noticeably.
Then Zhang Moyan heard Doctor Zhang hurriedly say, "Director, please go home and rest assured. I'll keep an eye on Miss Zhang. Oh, I have another patient undergoing dynamic monitoring. I'll go over and take a look!"
Geng Jun said calmly, "Go ahead."
Doctor Zhang ran away in small steps. Zhang Moyan watched his back disappearing spontaneously and felt that it was a kind of behavior that was similar to that of being afraid of hearing something and fearing that his life would be bad from then on.
"You want to ask if Teacher Xiao is angry?" Geng Jun's voice sounded, and he used an inverted sentence, "About you asking him to get the cake."
Zhang Moyan retracted her gaze and said in admiration: "Does Dean Geng have the ability to read minds?"
She asked him if he was familiar with Xiao Xingyu, and he immediately realized that she wanted to confirm whether Xiao Xingyu was bothered by the matter of picking up the cake.
It seems that Xiao Xingyu did go to find him after leaving her ward, and Dean Geng was by her side when she answered Ms. Meng's call.
Geng Jun put away the patrol record book and said calmly: "Based on my understanding of him, he should not have it."
Zhang Moyan breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved. Regardless of whether what Dean Geng said was to comfort her, it was true that he was a considerate person.
"Are you worried about whether he will be angry?" Suddenly, Geng Jun's bright eyes scrutinized her.
The black sky outside the window and his snow-white robe were clearly distinguished, making him look very transparent.
"A little bit..."
Zhang Moyan said it was fine, but she actually had a different feeling in her heart.
Nervous, of course I’m nervous!
If Xiao Xingyu still has a grudge about taking the cake, then he will definitely refuse to cooperate with the interview. The ending of "The Flame" will most likely be a failure. How will she face Li Tengfei then?
Her expression showed some worry, so Geng Jun said comfortingly, "Gratitude is a positive emotion. From a psychological perspective, doing something for a benefactor will make the recipient feel happier. So don't be too nervous, and don't worry about Teacher Xiao minding anything."
It’s really convincing.
"But I'm still nervous."
Geng Jun stopped and stared at Zhang Moyan for a few seconds, his eyes sharp: "Do you want something from him?"
Zhang Moyan was stunned and stunned. He could even see that? Could this person really have the ability to read minds?
Isn't he a neurosurgeon? Why does he act like a psychologist?
Zhang Moyan mumbled and mumbled, while Geng Jun said calmly, "It's easy to ask for help. If you want to ask for help, I advise you not to bother."
Geng Jun’s inner thoughts: Xiao Xingyu said he is getting married, but it’s still a secret and I can’t tell you too much. I can only give you a friendly reminder.
Zhang Moyan's internalized reaction: Holy shit, he's giving everyone a random shot, what kind of overbearing gesture is this?!
Fearing misunderstanding, she said, "No, that's not the case. My friend said he was very wealthy, and when he heard I'd sent him as a courier, he scolded me. I was worried I'd lost my composure... but when you said he wouldn't be mad, I felt relieved."
"You're worrying too much," Geng Jun thought, his lips curled up slightly. "Your friend is right. He's really worth a lot. I heard he costs 4 million for an hour and a half."
“…” Zhang Moyan blinked. Is this… pride?
Maybe I misunderstood her, she admitted that she might have some shortcomings in her emotional intelligence.
"Really." Seeing that she seemed unconvinced, Geng Jun added emphasis.
Zhang Moyan really didn't believe it. The appearance fee of 4 million was basically comparable to that of the popular young actors in the entertainment industry.
But he said it was true, there was no prize money for winning the debate, but what should she say next?
Should I lavishly praise Teacher Xiao's talent and beauty? Or ask the beautiful Dean Geng, "Are you proud of Teacher Xiao?" Or perhaps sigh, "Then I really made a lot of money by spending an hour with Teacher Xiao"?
Zhang Moyan's thoughts came and went in an instant, and he shot down more than ten countermeasures in a few seconds.
Finally, she gave a dry laugh: "Great!"
*
A serious journalist will do a lot of desk reading before an interview to ensure that his or her professional background knowledge is close to the interviewee's level of understanding.
Zhang Moyan is a serious reporter, so she began to study Xiao Xingyu seriously.
This move is not only to find a breakthrough that can benefit Xiao Xingyu, but also to avoid asking any stupid questions during the interview.
At least not awkward conversation.
"Xiao, Xing, Yu..." As soon as the doctors and nurses finished their ward rounds that day, Zhang Moyan took out his cell phone, typed in the three words "Xiao Xingyu", and collected all the information about him on the Internet.
The information on the Internet is usually just superficial, but even this superficial information is enough to make her fall in love with it.
"What kind of gifted child of destiny is this?" She put down her phone and sighed to the ceiling.
Xiao Xingyu was born into the Xiao family, which is known as "Xiao in the North and Geng in the South" in the porcelain industry. Zhang Moyan only learned today that the porcelain-making history of these two families can be traced back to the reign of Emperor Gaozong of Song.
As for the Geng family mentioned online, Dean Geng's last name is also Geng. Oh, and Ms. Meng said that Xiao Xingyu went to see Geng Jun, and his father found out and wanted to put him in a pig cage. And then there's that celadon in the Vice Dean's office...
No wonder our peers are enemies—
Zhang Moyan, a veteran online literature enthusiast, almost immediately imagined a socialist brotherhood with two male protagonists who would die for their friends regardless of family grudges.
No, she couldn't let it go on.
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