Mu Ting, what gives you the right to treat me differently?
We are classmates and colleagues. In terms of closeness, I should be closer to you, but you treat a stranger better than me... How can I calmly watch you and that Dr. Song continue to associate with each other so frequently?
I can't do it, because I like you, I can't ignore you. Tell me, am I wrong?
"Don't you understand that relationships involve two people?"
Mu Ting's expression was cold, and his tone was devoid of any warmth: "It's your freedom to like me. There's no rule that says I have to like you back, right? Or rather, it's my freedom to not like you."
As for why I went to see Dr. Song repeatedly, it wasn't because I wanted to have anything happen between us. It was because I was Dr. Song's assistant during surgery and needed to discuss surgical plans with her. This was normal work-related contact.
I didn't feel obligated to give you this explanation, but your actions have forced me to speak up. After all, I can't let my actions cause Dr. Song unnecessary trouble.
Do you understand now? I have no feelings for you, and I have no relationship with Dr. Song. I simply don't have any feelings for you. Therefore, I hope you can focus on your work and stop wasting your energy on me.
With an unwavering gaze fixed on Yao Qingwan, Mu Ting remained silent for a moment before his deep voice rang out again: "Dr. Yao, I won't say these words a second time. You'd better watch yourself!"
The Yao family has a certain background, but the Mu family's background is not bad either. Even if the old men of the Yao and Mu families are a bit pretentious, he believes that if he has done nothing wrong, his grandfather will definitely side with him!
Besides, his grandfather, the old man of the Yao family, was very protective of his own, so how could he let the Yao family girl take advantage of him?
Mu Ting thought to himself, and quickly put Yao Qingwan, this troublesome woman, out of his mind.
"you……"
With tears welling in her eyes, Yao Qingwan felt a surge of grievance and unbearable pain. She desperately wanted to burst into tears.
Why was Mu Ting so cold-blooded? It was because her pride and self-respect wouldn't allow her to do something so insane.
She was afraid, afraid to see impatience, or even disgust, in Mu Ting's eyes!
Mu Ting got up, picked up the thermos, poured hot water into his own drinking cup, then put the thermos back in its original place, sat back in his office chair, and didn't look at Yao Qingwan once during this time. After sitting down, he started to get busy.
While he was described as busy, he was actually writing a summary of the surgery he had just assisted Song Lan in performing on Grandpa Jiang. He knew that compared to Song Lan, he still had a lot to learn in neurosurgery.
But Mu Ting didn't know that Song Lan's admirable and highly praised medical skills were the result of a lot of time and effort spent learning.
Before she came to this world, she had been learning from her maternal grandfather since she was a little over three years old until she was about ten. In this world, she studied in the system simulation space for countless years.
Moreover, with the simultaneous study of both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, coupled with the help of "Golden Eyes," experts in the domestic and even international medical fields are naturally unmatched.
Moreover, Song Lan studied general medicine in the simulation space, and the medical knowledge and practical skills he learned were more than a hundred years ahead of what he learned in this world.
Time passed, and Yao Qingwan turned around to wipe her eyes before sitting back down in her office chair.
...
Song Lan was unaware of the conversation between Mu Ting and Yao Qingwan, and she didn't know that Mu Ting's words about taking food from Yao Qingwan were a veiled attempt to help her regain face.
Well, to be honest, Song Lan didn't suffer any loss or grievance in front of Yao Qingwan.
After all, Song Lan is innocent and has no shady relationship with Mu Ting.
"Dad, it's me, Lanlan."
After seeing Mr. Chen off, Song Lan returned to her office and was so busy that she lost track of time. When she finally snapped out of her work, she glanced out the window.
Realizing it was getting dark, I couldn't help but pat my forehead and think to myself: I've been so busy I forgot to have lunch. Oh well, having lunch and dinner together isn't so bad.
But just as Song Lan was about to get up, she remembered what Grandpa Chen had said, and immediately picked up the landline phone and dialed a number.
After the call was transferred, Qin's father's familiar voice came through the receiver. Song Lan immediately greeted him into the microphone and received a response from him.
She mentioned Grandpa Chen's arrangements for the New Year, and then said, "Dad, Qin Yanzheng also plans to go back to Beijing for the New Year, what do you think..."
"Lanlan, you called home before, but Dad didn't mention any New Year's plans to you?"
Upon hearing Qin's father's words, Song Lan frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Dad, did you say that?"
"I...didn't I mention it before...?"
There was a hint of uncertainty in Qin's father's voice.
"Dad, regardless of whether we've mentioned it before, what do you think about what I just said?"
As soon as Song Lan finished speaking, Qin's father's voice came through the microphone: "I don't have any ideas. Just do as your grandfather arranges. By the way, when your parents come to Beijing, they can stay at our house."
"..."
After a moment's hesitation, Song Lan said, "Dad, it depends on my parents' wishes. As you know, my grandparents and dad only recently reunited, and they were able to come to Beijing for the New Year."
The main reason for the decision was to come to Beijing to spend the Chinese New Year with my grandparents, as they are getting old and I was worried about what might happen to them on the way.
If I suggested that my parents live with us, they…
Song Lan did not reveal what happened next.
Qin's father understood her meaning and said, "Okay, then it depends on where your parents choose to stay. However, I will arrange for our housekeeper to prepare a guest room in advance."
"Okay, thank you, Dad!"
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