Chapter 60: Passionate kiss, inseparable

On the other side, Qiao Xi changed out of her surgical gown and was called to Dr. Yan's office.

"Doctor Yan."

She knocked on the door and walked in.

"Xiao Qiao, please sit down." Doctor Yan was always serious, but he was patient with her. "I already know about the obstetrics and gynecology department. Your ability has been underestimated before."

"Those are just basic symptoms," Qiao Xi said modestly.

"Clinical practice tests a doctor's psychological quality. You have the fortitude and are calm enough." Yan Shian spoke highly of her. "Xiao Qiao, I hope you can get started as soon as possible."

Qiao Xi said hesitantly, "But I haven't taken the medical qualification exam yet."

"As long as the supervising doctor is there to give guidance, it won't be considered an illegal operation. I'll be watching, so it's okay." Yan Shian wanted her to gain more experience and be able to stand on her own.

"Thank you!"

Qiao Xi understood that he wanted to train her.

"Yes, I hope there will be more good doctors. Go ahead and do your work."

"Um."

Qiao Xi walked out of the office with joy.

She felt energetic for the whole afternoon's work.

Just before the end of her shift, she saw someone she didn't want to see at the hospital entrance. She turned around and wanted to leave through the back door.

The woman was carrying gift boxes of different sizes, and she ran while shouting, "Xixi."

Qiao Xi stopped walking in frustration, turned around and looked at her coldly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Yuzhen said softly, "I went to the Huo's house to look for you, and Aunt Qian said you were at work. So I waited for you outside the hospital for a whole day, fearing that it would affect your work."

"What do you want from me?"

"I'm your mother. What's wrong with a mother looking for her daughter?" Zhao Yuzhen looked at her tenderly. "I heard from your grandmother that you love apples the most. I carefully selected a box of rock sugar apples."

She whispered softly and handed the gift box of apples to Qiao Xi.

She was so good that Qiao Xi felt a little dazed and ridiculous.

"I don't like apples." Qiao Xi looked at her and said seriously, "It's because apples are cheap. When I was a child, my family couldn't afford expensive fruits."

Zhao Yuzhen's face turned pale and blue, and she said, "Mom knows she was wrong, and she will compensate you in the future."

"You brought me back from the countryside and said you would compensate me. But in the end, you asked me to marry off Su Weiwei." Qiao Xi's voice was calm, but she still had complaints in her heart.

Zhao Yuzhen felt that she didn't know what was good for her, so she swallowed her anger and said, "Huo Xingzhou is the president of Tianyuan, you are so lucky. It was also by some coincidence that you married a good husband."

"Do you want this blessing?"

Qiao Xi's eyes were cold, and her tone was calm and without any warmth as she said, "Do you need me to recall for you? What did you say at the birthday banquet last night?"

“Xixi…”

"You came to me because of Huo Xingzhou, right? You saw the benefits and jumped on them."

Qiao Xi suddenly felt very sad and said, "Give up on this idea."

“Xixi!”

Qiao Xi ignored her and left quickly.

"Xixi! Wait for me! Ouch..." Zhao Yuzhen sprained her ankle and fell to the ground.

Qiao Xi paused for a moment, but finally made up her mind and moved forward.

"Qiao Xi! If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago! I have been kind to you, but you have no idea that back then..." Zhao Yuzhen shouted angrily.

Qiao Xi's eyes were sore, and a car stopped in front of her.

The car window was half open.

The man's stern face appeared, "Qiao Xi, get in the car."

"oh."

Qiao Xi opened the car door and sat next to him.

It took a while for me to calm down.

"Mr. Huo, aren't you very busy lately? How come you have time to pick me up after get off work?" Qiao Xi turned around and asked.

Huo Xingzhou said, "Zhuo Feng ran away. He is narrow-minded and will definitely find a chance to retaliate. Qiao Xi, I am a little worried about you."

"I'm very careful and will never go to places with few people. You don't have to waste time picking me up."

The man turned sideways, looked at her and said, "Can't I just come pick you up if I want to?"

"oh."

Her red lips moved, suppressing the slight upward curve.

"Last night, the medicinal wine...I really didn't replace it." She explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo."

She knew he had been in the bathroom for a long, long time.

As for what he was doing in there, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Um."

Huo Xingzhou responded calmly, tapping on the thin laptop with his slender fingers.

Is he at work?

Qiao Xi glanced at it secretly, and a professional term came into her sight.

Post-traumatic stress disorder after a car accident.

Qiao Xi was a little worried. Did the car accident cause some irreversible psychological barriers to Huo Xingzhou?

But since he didn't say anything, she just pretended not to know.

Qiao Xi shifted her gaze and looked out the window.

The car passed by the largest square in Haicheng, which was bustling and crowded. An interview was broadcast on the big screen of the square, and the international new ballet goddess Xu Xingluo was about to return to China for a tour.

The first stop is Haicheng Grand Theater.

Qiao Xi felt the name sounded familiar, and then she remembered what Shu Xue said. Xu Xingluo was Dean Xu's sister and a famous ballet dancer.

"What are you looking at?" the man asked, closing his notebook.

"Nothing."

Qiao Xi blinked, her face was clear and white, and her voice was soft.

The car quickly arrived at the villa.

As soon as Qiao Xi entered the room, she was stunned by the layout of the living room.

"Young Madam, are you satisfied with what you see?" Aunt Qian said jokingly.

Qiao Xi's face turned red in an instant.

The four walls of the living room were covered with wedding photos of her and Huo Xingzhou, in more than a dozen frames of various sizes.

There is a crystal display on the coffee table, and there is also a dining table.

The TV background in the living room was a huge wedding photo of the couple, or a photo of them kissing passionately. She was hugged by Huo Xingzhou and kissed so hard that her cheeks turned red and her eyes were even blurry.

Looks like...he's enjoying it.

"Aunt Qian, this..."

Aunt Qian smiled and said, "The wedding shop delivered all the albums and frames today. They are all retouched photos. There are still a lot on the floor."

The ground was filled with their inappropriate hugs and cuddles, and Qiao Xi felt dizzy.

Huo Xingzhou said calmly: "Let's change the TV wall to something more normal, a normal photo of two people will do."

Aunt Qian was also straightforward: "Okay, I'll put the kissing photo in your room. I have no place to hang the others for now, so I'll move them to the third floor first."

She made her own decision.

Qiao Xi just wanted to escape from the awkward living room: "Aunt Qian, I'll help you move."

She picked up three or four photo frames and walked towards the stairs.

Aunt Qian followed her upstairs, pushed open the door of the studio on the third floor and said, "Just put it here."

Qiao Xi put down her things and looked around.

There are lots of paints and painting tools, and a cluttered box in the corner.

She bent down and picked up the scattered paper, which was an unfinished sketch.

She took a look, her face flushed, and she hurriedly stuffed it into the box until her fingertips were numb.

Aunt Qian noticed that something was wrong with her and asked curiously, "Madam, what's wrong?"