She thought that she had figured it out.
After sending the message, she stood up and patted the girl's thin shoulder.
"I can only help you up to this point. What path you take from now on, and how you take it, all depends on you."
Lan Paner's eyes were filled with mist, and she could hardly see the boy's appearance.
I just know that he is very handsome, as handsome as ever.
She choked and nodded, "Okay... I will, thank you..."
On the other side, Tang Huaizhi had just come out of the operating room, washed up, and changed back into a white coat.
Sitting in the office, thinking about the message I sent to the boy in the morning, I immediately took out my cell phone.
The message pinned to the top of WeChat was that Tu Qingyu had invited him to dinner.
The corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably, he clicked on the page, deleted and typed, and finally just sent out a message "OK, I'll pick you up later."
Then start booking your own restaurants right away.
The things following him began to chatter again.
'Is he going to see that kid again?'
"Shouldn't we leave first, before he gets the better of us?"
"But I don't want to leave. He smells so good, I can't bear to leave."
"It's already this time, and you're still greedy for these things. I really admire you. If you don't leave, I will leave first."
'I……'
The chattering sound in his ears suddenly stopped. Tang Huaizhi looked up and found that the person who was messaging him just now was now standing at the door of his clinic.
"Doctor Tang..." When the three words "Doctor Tang" came out of the boy's mouth, it seemed as if the meaning had changed.
The young man's clear voice made him tremble all over.
"Can I come in, Dr. Tang?"
She spoke again, and Tang Huaizhi nodded before he had time to think.
Then, he watched his beloved walk towards him step by step, and wherever she went, all the evil things dissipated.
In a real sense, it dispelled all the haze around him.
Tu Qingyu put his hand on his shoulder and asked, "Uncle, why didn't you come to see me these past two days?"
The warmth on his shoulder quickly made his ears red. He didn't dare look up at anyone, and it took him a long time to find his voice. "I... I've been busy these past two days. I have surgery."
"Really?" Tu Qingyu suddenly leaned over, staring at the man with those beautiful eyes, "I thought my uncle hated me."
The two of them were already close to each other, and her breath sprayed on his cheek and earlobe while they were talking.
He just felt his whole body getting hot and his body leaned back unconsciously.
Tu Qingyu stood up straight, frowned, and pretended to be uncomfortable, "You said you don't hate me, but look at how your uncle is hiding."
"Forget it." She lowered her head, her face full of disappointment. "Since my uncle doesn't like me, I won't bother him anymore."
As she said this, she raised her foot and was about to walk outside.
As soon as he took a step, his hand was grabbed by someone, "No, I don't hate it."
She lowered her eyes and watched his slender fingers gripping her wrist, a smile flashing in her eyes.
He still said dejectedly: "I don't hate it nor do I like it. In the final analysis, it is me who disturbed my uncle."
"That's right, the relationship between us is just a payment-based one, my friend's uncle..."
"I like it!" She was interrupted before she could finish her words. "I don't hate it, I like it."
After saying this, Tang Huaizhi's pupils shrank.
He raised his eyes and saw the boy's smiling eyes, and understood everything in an instant.
The boy is provoking him!
Why did he provoke him?
Just to force him to say that he likes you?
"you……"
As if Tu Qingyu couldn't see his confusion and embarrassment, he continued to ask: "Is your love for me the same as Tang Hao's? Is it the same love for the younger generation?"
Tang Huaizhi pursed his lips and said nothing. Tu Qingyu struggled with his wrist being held, "Look, you're silent again."
Tang Huaizhi let go of her wrist, adjusted his thoughts, and looked up at the clock hanging in the clinic. "I'm about to get off work. Let's go eat first."
He then turned his gaze to Tu Qingyu, as if asking for her consent.
Tu Qingyu nodded, "Okay."
Things have come to this point, and if he is still worried about this and that, then forget it.
Anyway, my mission in this life is not to have children. It doesn’t matter whether I have this child of destiny or not.
Although she felt that her life with Tang Huaizhi should be good.
But she didn't expect that after dinner, Tang Huaizhi sent her home and went straight back to the Tang family's old house.
I didn't even go to the hospital and just took two days off.
He sat in front of the old man and said seriously: "Dad, I have someone I like."
At that time, the old man was still reading the news on his tablet. When he heard this, he looked up suddenly and his reading glasses almost fell off.
"Huh? What did you say?"
"I said, I have someone I like."
"That's great, that's great! Do you have a photo? Let me see it. Whose child is it? Did you catch up with him?"
You can see that the old man is really happy.
Tang Huaizhi took out his cell phone, found a photo he had taken secretly, and his hand trembled slightly when he handed it to the old man.
He didn't notice that he shook it and turned the page of the photo.
The old man looked at a potted plant on his phone screen and fell into deep thought.
He suddenly remembered the news he saw not long ago about a man in India marrying a cactus. He really didn't expect that his son would be so crazy.
After a moment of silence, he tentatively spoke, "Youngest, Dad has never asked anything of you. I just want to ask you to find a partner who is active and can speak."
A pot of flowers?
How do you usually speak?
And what kind of flower is this?
Looks like an orchid?
Orchids don't live long.
What if this flower dies?
Tang Huaizhi: ???
He took back his cell phone and saw that it was the orchid that he and the boy bought at the flower and bird market a month ago!
He silently turned the photo back and held it in front of the old man again.
The old man widened his eyes, "This, this is..."
His chest heaved up and down, and after he caught his breath, he suddenly stood up.
"Evil creature! I don't agree!"
"What are you thinking? Who is he? He's the last bloodline of the Tu family!" He thickened his neck, picked up the cane in his hand and hit Tang Huaizhi, "You might as well go and like that pot of flowers!"
With a "bang", the crutch hit his upper body and Tang Huaizhi knelt down.
"Dad, I..."
"What do you mean? There are so many men in this world, but it has to be him?"
"I don't like men."
"You don't like it? Then why did you tell me that?"
"I just like him."
"Then you might as well like men!" At least there are other options.
The old man got a headache looking at his son kneeling in front of him.
It is much more difficult to like only one person than to like only one type of people.
At least the latter still has options!
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