Chapter 39 Kiss My Baby
Meng Weishen became distressed.
His lawyer misunderstood him. In fact, he felt that "restraint" was not necessarily a bad thing.
After ten years in Beijing, he had fully enjoyed his freedom. Beijing was a society of strangers, where the relationships between people were simple and unfamiliar. Birth, aging, illness, and death were commonplace events. Coming and going were like a stone dropped into the ocean, the sound of which was drowned by the waves.
How he pursues further studies and employment, how he squanders his salary, and how he remains single at an advanced age are all his freedoms. No one has the time to tell him what to do.
Unfettered freedom also means loneliness. If humans cannot overcome their social instincts, they must sacrifice some freedom for happiness. Is this a bad thing?
Moreover, Jiang Ranxu solved the most difficult problem for him: how to maintain good interpersonal relationships in the workplace at low cost.
Meng Weishen hadn't intended to make a big deal about his half-hearted marriage, but Jiang Ranxu's comment about his wedding leave was tantamount to announcing his marriage, and basic social etiquette had to be observed.
Meng Weishen thought it made sense. He followed Jiang Ranxu in selecting a few candies and sweets: almond chocolate, sour sand bears, oolong marshmallows, caramel cookies, and the like. At first glance, they looked like kindergarten afternoon tea snacks. They also bought a bunch of bright red paper boxes, placing one or two of each sweet in them, and preparing the candy boxes according to the number of people.
On the day he returned to work, there was a box of wedding candy on the desk of every colleague in the group.
When his colleagues congratulated him, they were also surprised at how quickly he had moved. He was still single, but in just two months he had accomplished a major life event, which was much more efficient than the company's launch of a new product.
Meng Weishen had already prepared his explanation: "It's a blind date. There's no need for emotional connection. We can get married if the conditions are right."
The last piece of wedding candy was delivered to the manager's office.
"You're right. Marriage is a business. No matter how long you've known each other, it can't compare to someone with the right conditions. Wesley, you're really smart." Lin Zhesi had already received the wedding candy and was craning his neck to see the gift box in his hand. "I see what you're holding. Don't bother carrying it. Put it on the table first."
Meng Weishen opened his eyes innocently: "It's just that the wedding candy hasn't been distributed yet, you already got it."
"...Just this bag of candy?"
"Your portion is generous. Bruce's child is allergic to nuts, so I picked out his portion of almond chocolate and put it in your pocket."
Lin Zhesi's expression was quite interesting. Sometimes it looked like stir-fried pork liver, sometimes like blanched green vegetables. Just one person could serve a whole table of dishes.
Meng Weishen couldn't help but want to laugh: "Manager, I'm teasing you. What's your weight in our team? Can yours be the same as others?"
Meng Weishen picked up the large red gift box in his hand, which was quite heavy, and slammed it down on Lin Zhesi's desk.
Two plump sea cucumbers were printed on the gift box, seemingly announcing its contents. Lin Zhesi only glanced at the exterior, his expression still grim. "Just put the local specialties on the floor. They're quite dirty. Don't let them get on your desk."
Meng Weishen opened the gift box and showed Lin Zhesi a glimpse of what was inside.
Two bottles of 30-year-old Moutai.
Lin Zhesi immediately reached out to press the seal, picked up the gift box, and carefully hid it in the drawer. "Oh, so it's this Guizhou specialty. It's no problem to put it on the table."
"I don't know what kind of wine you usually like to drink, so I chose a popular one. Manager, you must accept it. This is a gift from my wife. She said she wanted to thank you for taking care of me."
"Although I personally prefer whiskey, my father-in-law really likes it. I want to thank you and your wife on his behalf." Lin Zhesi was really pleased with this and praised him. "Having said that, you are a bit clueless, but your wife is quite savvy. You won't go wrong if you listen to her more in the future."
It was indeed Jiang Ranxu's idea to send wine.
Meng Weishen still adheres to the principle of doing his job for the money he gets and is unwilling to bother Jiang Ranxu with his work. Jiang Ranxu only gets a few pieces of information from him under the pretext of preparing a wedding gift for his boss.
"It's simple. In his eyes, you have a special status, a direct descendant of the previous leader. You're capable, but biased. The annual leave was a favor he gave you to buy you off, but since you didn't return the favor, he naturally targeted you." Jiang Ranxu said, "Your leader doesn't sound like a serious person. You two shouldn't get too close. Giving him some gifts will be enough to keep him steady."
The wine is private label. Director Tan carefully selected it, and whether it's entertaining hospital leaders or smoothing relations with the Health Commission, it plays an indispensable role.
The wine's appearance is guaranteed to be indistinguishable from the real thing, but its taste remains a mystery. After everyone gets it, they pass it on (and maybe get it back to them again), so no one actually opens it and tastes it. It'll probably be around during the holidays, when someone's son-in-law will test it for poison.
It's okay to open the bottle and taste it. When it comes to luxury goods like Moutai, everyone pretends to know a lot, but in reality, they don't.
Meng Weishen nodded, pretending to listen to Lin Zhesi's teachings: "Indeed. He is a few years older than me and has more social experience than me."
"I can't believe you're that capable and capable of handling my sister."
Meng Weishen had just returned from Jiang's actor training class, and his acting skills had reached a qualitative leap: "It can't be said to be a deal. Her family thought she was too old and urged her to get married, which made her quite anxious. But I thought she was very beautiful and didn't look like she was in her thirties. So we got married in a flash."
"How beautiful is it? Bring it here next time so everyone can see it."
"Forget it then. Manager, you know there are hooligans in our group, and I'm worried."
"That's true." Lin Zhe thought for a moment and then asked, "What does your wife do for a living? Is she in the same line of work as us?"
“Working in a dental hospital.”
Lin Zhesi jumped on the bandwagon: "That's perfect. My child wants to get orthodontic treatment in Beijing, but he's been waiting for months at Peking University Stomatology and still can't get a number. Can you ask your wife if there's a fast-track option?"
Damn it! He took his wine and still tried to take advantage of him. Luckily, the wine was fake. Meng Weishen's stomach churned, but he still kept a fake smile on his face: "Okay, I'll ask for you later."
According to the pre-rehearsed script, Meng Weishen asked Lin Zhesi for an exchange: "By the way, Manager, I can't work overtime late in the future. I have to go home to do things."
"What's up?"
"Preparing for pregnancy."
Lin Zhesi nearly spit out the coffee he had just taken a sip of all over the table. "You've been working hard, day and night. From my experience, I advise you to stock up on a few boxes of Viagra. You'll need it sooner or later."
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"Lin Jiaqi, right? The CT scan shows a mixed mouth protrusion problem. The maxillary bone is overdeveloped, while the mandibular bone is underdeveloped. Also, the dental arch is too narrow, and the teeth are crowded, which is why the front teeth protrude."
Today's patient has a slightly bucktoothed face. His mouth is always wide open, with two large front teeth sticking out from his lips. A narrow nose rests on a narrow face, and his black eyes are set far apart on either side of his nose. His face resembles a rabbit.
The woman who brought the child to the dentist must be his mother. Her whole body exuded a meticulously groomed beauty, her skin smoothed and stretched by cosmetic procedures, only the bags under her eyes left the mark of time. Her entire face felt tight and loose, a mixture of youth and oldness.
The woman interrupted Jiang Ranxu and said, "I'm sorry, Doctor Jiang, please call him by his English name, Perseus. Also, we communicate with our children at home in English. Can you also speak English?"
Another overly anxious parent from Haidian.
"Listen to me first, and then decide whether to get corrective treatment now." Jiang Ranxu ignored the other party's unreasonable request. "In cases like this, I suggest that parents take their children to the ENT department to see if there is a problem with adenoid hypertrophy. In addition, parents should observe whether their children breathe through their mouths while sleeping, and help them correct any incorrect breathing habits in a timely manner."
"Adenoids?"
Jiang Ranxu nodded and said, "If the upper respiratory tract problem is left untreated, orthodontic treatment will only be a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease."
The woman frowned and twisted her thumb hard on the little bucktooth's face. "How many times have I told you, don't sleep with your mouth open, don't sleep with your mouth open! If you sleep with your mouth open again, I'll spank you."
Jiang Ranxu felt a throbbing pain in his temples and spoke out to stop this domestic abuse: "Adenoid hypertrophy can cause breathing difficulties. It's normal for children to sleep with their mouths open. Don't blame him. Timely treatment is the most important thing."
The woman glared at the little bucktoothed man, then leaned in and asked, "Doctor Jiang, is there any hope for someone like Perseus?"
"Of course, he's still young, so the discovery was made in time. You can first help him resolve his upper respiratory tract problems, and then with subsequent arch expansion and orthodontic treatment, there's still hope for correcting his maxillofacial developmental problems."
Fortunately, he was saved and the little bucktooth saved his cheek flesh.
"Oh, by the way, Doctor Jiang." The woman's voice became more serious. "We were introduced by an acquaintance. The wife of my husband's subordinate works at your hospital. Can Perseus get a discount for orthodontic treatments?"
Jiang Ranxu sent the bucktoothed mother and son away, and it was almost time for the clinic to close.
At this moment, Sister Ni came and knocked on the door. Jiang Ranxu subconsciously thought that a patient was checking in for treatment, and he was not in a good mood.
"Doctor Jiang, your little boyfriend is here." Sister Ni smiled. "Oh no, you're already married. What should I call him, your little husband or your little wife?"
The man himself was apparently unaware of the nicknames circulating in the hospital gossip and had rushed into the clinic without hesitation. Jiang Ranxu said, "Close the door," and the man returned and locked the door.
Jiang Ranxu pushed aside the swivel chair and pulled Meng Weishen closer. Taking advantage of the height difference, Jiang Ranxu fiddled with the cuffs of the other's sweatshirt.
"I've discovered that you're the one who likes to come to me right after get off work the most."
Meng Weishen was stunned and asked, "Really?"
"The one who came to see the dentist this afternoon must be your manager's child. It wasn't easy to be born in their family."
Meng Weishen didn't listen to him, his eyes wandering on the crabapple tree outside the window that was dotted with flower buds.
"What are you thinking about? Is there anything important?"
Meng Weishen seemed to have made up his mind and closed his eyes tightly. Suddenly, he leaned over and brushed his lips against Jiang Ranxu's cheek, not daring to linger for too long. The warm touch burned all the way to his earlobe.
"My parents are coming to Beijing." In between kisses, Meng Weishen finally dared to open his eyes, but still didn't dare to look into his eyes. His gaze was always on his lips. "Now all that's missing is a kiss, right? Let's start practicing quickly."
Jiang Ranxu, the instigator, didn't understand the other person's train of thought. Meng Weishen, impatient and unable to explain, had already grasped the armrest of the swivel chair and kissed him again, this time on the lips.
A long, awkward kiss.
Meng Weishen, lacking experience, simply rubbed his lips repeatedly. Jiang Ranxu's remaining medical ethics took over, and he initially hesitated to act too aggressively in the hospital. But then he felt the gentle bite of the man's canine teeth on his lower lip, and his heart itched as if new teeth were growing. He couldn't help but reach out to grab the back of Meng Weishen's neck, ready to pry open his teeth.
At this moment, Jiang Ranxu suddenly thought of a question:
"Wait, there's your dad too? Where did this guy come from?"
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