Before leaving, Wei Meng touched the door handle.
There was still the warmth left by Bai Zisu's palm.
The two stood downstairs, and Wei Meng sneered: "I won't touch you now, don't think you will be fine in the future."
Qu Lingyuan didn't feel threatened at all, and smiled and retorted, "We'll see."
After saying that, he no longer cared about Wei Meng, pinched his slender waist and walked towards his home, without any attitude as he had just said when he wanted to send her away and was afraid that she would meet bad people.
Bai Zisu had just sent the two of them away upstairs when he received a call from Old Man Bai.
"Son." Old Man Bai's voice sounded a little drunk, forcing Bai Zisu to turn on the loudspeaker of his phone helplessly and throw it on the corner of the bed.
This call won’t be short.
"What's the matter? Why are you calling me so late at night?" He pushed aside a few strands of black hair from his forehead and lay on the bed with a lack of interest.
"Do you feel like I'm wasting your talent by letting you do basic work in dentistry?" Old Man Bai's voice sounded tired, and it was obvious that he had been busy with social engagements that night.
He is always like this. He only wants to talk to Bai Zisu when he is drunk.
Bai Zisu's voice was calm, his emotions not fluctuating too much: "I used to, but now I'm quite happy here."
Qu Lingyuan's face inexplicably flashed through his mind again. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the phone.
"When you first graduated, I wanted you to be the chief surgeon at Jingzhou Hospital..." Old Man Bai paused, "But I know your abilities all too well. Once you become a chief surgeon, your position will become extremely important. In short, it will be difficult for you to leave that position."
Bai Zisu didn't understand: "What's wrong with that?"
"You know, I want you to take over. There are so many hospitals in my family, and some are busy. How can you always be the chief surgeon?" Dad Bai said vaguely.
"Then why am I pursuing a doctorate? To gild my future position as dean?" Bai Zisu was clearly dissatisfied with this reason. "Dad, you're overthinking it. I simply enjoy clinical practice."
Bai's father was silent for a while, and Bai Zisu also remained silent, waiting for him to think it over.
A soft sigh came from the other end of the phone, and then Dad Bai slowly said: "I know you are filial, and we made the wrong decision for you."
"Not bad." Bai Zisu didn't care. It didn't matter where he worked. It was good to have some free time.
Looking past the open door of the bedroom, you can see the human model in the living room.
It’s okay to let him work as a school doctor; it won’t affect his clinical research anyway.
"You should go to Jingzhou, pack up, and move to the house over there."
In order to facilitate work, the Bai family bought a house near each of their hospitals.
"good."
He really doesn't care.
......
The next day.
This was Bai Zisu's last visit to the dental hospital.
"I'm leaving here." While there were few patients, Bai Zisu said goodbye to his colleagues.
Qu Lingyuan was filling a patient's tooth with a dental drill in her hand, sitting aside and listening without saying a word.
"Leaving? Where are you going?" someone asked.
"Jingzhou Hospital." Bai Zisu had no patients to treat, so he sat leisurely aside, his beautiful eyes glancing at Qu Lingyuan's busy back.
I care a lot.
"Jingzhou is good, the salary there is very high."
Bai Zisu twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the envious tone of others.
No one in this dental clinic knew that Bai Zisu was the son of the hospital owner, and they thought he had found another job.
......
Qu Lingyuan returned home at noon and stared at the ceiling, thinking about life.
Bai Zisu was leaving, and there was no point in her staying in this dental clinic.
Thinking of the piano next door, she had an idea.
The original owner was interested in medicine, but she was not that interested. It would be nice for her to continue learning piano. After all, she was only twenty-one years old, and most people would still be in college at that age.
Open your phone.
Where can I learn piano?
The teacher at the piano store she went to before was not of very high quality. He could only give simple guidance and couldn't explain it clearly, which made her quite annoyed.
Subconsciously, I opened the map and glanced towards Jingzhou Hospital. There was a sign for a piano store nearby.
Piano music?
Qu Lingyuan saw this piano store. The information showed that the owner, Chu Wenyu, was over 80 years old. He used to be a director of the Piano Society of the Music Association. He retired at an old age and opened a piano store.
Chu Wenyu is very strict in accepting students and requires an interview first. He has run a music store for several years, but has only two students.
Qu Lingyuan's eyes revealed an eagerness to try, and she looked to the side out of habit.
Yi Ling is not here...
The excitement faded, and after communication, Qu Lingyuan learned that there were no students in the piano store in the afternoon. She put on the bag hanging at the door, asked for leave from the hospital, and took a taxi to Qinyun.
The decoration of this music store is very simple and quaint. It only has one floor and is not as big as the original one, but Qu Lingyuan feels comfortable here.
The hall, with its bright and clean windows and a view of the outer room, was furnished with only a grand piano and a violin hanging on the wall.
Sitting on the piano bench was a grandmother with short white hair. The dark green satin cheongsam she wore brought out her unique temperament, elegance and grace. Her pair of delicate hands rested on the black and white keys, revealing her youthful charm.
"Teacher Chu?" Qu Lingyuan's demeanor was casual, but it was rare for her to be so serious. She straightened her clothes before gently knocking on the door.
Chu Wenyu raised her eyes, her eyes filled with undisguised amazement, she smiled kindly and spoke softly, "I'm coming."
She had made an appointment before and knew that Qu Lingyuan would come in the afternoon, but she didn't expect that she would be such a stunning and picturesque person.
Teacher Chu is a face control.
She remained calm on the surface, stood up, took Qu Lingyuan's hand, asked her to sit in front of the piano, and sat on the soft chair beside her.
"The interview is simple. Just play a random piece, but it can't be anything I've heard before."
Qu Lingyuan was slightly stunned.
An old woman in her eighties has dedicated her entire life to the piano. With her experience in her twenties, how could she play a song that Chu Wenyu had never heard of?
This is forcing her to compose music on the spot.
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