"You're exaggerating!"
Not at all!
"It's just a normal look in his eyes, but you've made it sound like that. It makes my Qin seem so frivolous, and you're practically wronging an innocent person!"
“I didn’t say your Qin is indecent. I was saying that the way he looks at you is full of tenderness and affection.”
Wang Ping and Song Lan whispered to each other as they walked.
"When did you become so eloquent?"
Song Lan asked with a smile.
"I've always been like this!"
Wang Ping looked completely innocent.
"That's because you haven't said enough nice things to me before. As punishment, you have to praise me ten times in one breath without repeating yourself. Can you do that?"
Song Lan teased Wang Ping with her bright, smiling eyes.
"Let alone ten sentences, even a hundred sentences are nothing to me."
Wang Ping cleared her throat and then spoke: "Listen carefully..."
Without pausing, she praised Song Lan from head to toe, inside and out.
"That's enough, that's enough. I admire you the most. You can even praise a single strand of my hair. If you keep praising me like this, it probably won't last a day and a night."
Song Lan shook her head with a smile, her expression revealing her helplessness.
"One day and one night is not enough! Ten or eight days is only the minimum."
Wang Ping said, "In terms of interpersonal skills and medical expertise..."
"Stop!"
To prevent Wang Ping from praising me endlessly, Song Lan stopped her, and then said, "I'm just an ordinary person like you. Please don't praise me like that anymore, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll only be able to hide in a crack in the ground in the future."
"I'm not exaggerating, you don't need to hide in a hole in the ground."
Wang Ping smiled and said, "In my eyes, our Dr. Song is just that perfect!"
Qin Yanzheng put the cardboard box in his hand into the car. After Song Lan and Wang Ping said goodbye and got into the car, he nodded to them and then got into the driver's seat.
"goodbye!"
Song Lan waved to Wang Ping through the open car window.
"goodbye!"
Wang Ping waved back, watching the car drive away.
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Beijing Military Region General Hospital.
Staff canteen.
"Have you heard?"
After Qiu Mingxuan finished serving the food, he glanced around and spotted his friend sitting at the table. Without hesitation, he walked straight over with his tray and said something as soon as he sat down.
"..."
Mu Ting glanced at him, looking puzzled: "What did you hear?"
Here I must mention that because Mu Ting always has a blank expression and rarely takes the initiative to talk to people, even when eating in the staff canteen, few people dare to sit at the same table with him.
Firstly, she was afraid of being frozen stiff by the cold aura emanating from Mu Ting.
Another concern is indigestion.
In short, when Mu Ting ate at the staff canteen, apart from a few individuals like the institute leaders and Qiu Mingxuan who occasionally shared the same table, other people would subconsciously avoid him.
"Dr. Song has been transferred to our hospital. She should be able to report for duty in two days at most."
Qiu Mingxuan lowered his voice and said, and upon hearing this, Mu Ting did not show any particular expression: "I heard the dean mention it more than half a month ago, I didn't expect Dr. Song to be coming now..."
"You should know why Dr. Song agreed to be transferred here, right?"
Qiu Mingxuan asked tentatively.
Mu Ting remained silent.
"It is said that Dr. Song agreed to work at our hospital because her husband's job was transferred."
Brother, let's not dwell on hopeless relationships!
To avoid getting trapped and unable to get out, and having to gamble your life on nothing?
Mu Ting understood his friend's unspoken meaning perfectly. His expression was complicated: "Aren't you overthinking this?"
"Brother, I'm doing this for your own good."
Qiu Mingxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, not denying that Mu Ting was implying something.
"You think I'm stubborn?"
Mu Ting asked.
Qiu Mingxuan: "..."
He didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was clear—aren't you one?
Mu Ting's lips twitched: "I have a sense of right and wrong, and I know that there are things that can and cannot be done. You should focus on your business and not worry about me."
"Alright, I was overthinking it. But did your family put extra pressure on you to get married during the Chinese New Year this year?"
Qiu Mingxuan stuffed a mouthful of white rice into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, then frowned and said, "In my family, from the oldest to the youngest, whenever they see me..."
Everyone's pressuring me, but I really don't understand. Whether or not I get married is entirely my own business, so why are they in such a rush?!
"Like you, I said I'm not in a hurry."
Mu Ting replied.
"Dr. Yao didn't visit your home during the Spring Festival, did he?"
The "Dr. Yao" that Qiu Mingxuan mentioned refers to Yao Qingwan.
“Her elders and her family members have visited my home to offer New Year's greetings.”
Mu Ting knew what Qiu Mingxuan wanted to know, so he simply said, "I'll be frank with the elders, I don't have anyone I like right now."
"I reckon it won't work."
Qiu Mingxuan said, "Unless you get married, there's no way you can dispel Dr. Yao's feelings for you."
"That's her own business, it has nothing to do with me!"
Mu Ting said impatiently.
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After Song Lan and her group returned to Beijing and settled in, the next day, after breakfast, Qin Yanzheng took Song Lan to the hospital to report for duty.
"I'm thinking of buying a house near the hospital, what do you think?"
Considering the nature of Qin Yanzheng's work, Song Lan felt that he would probably be unable to continue picking her up and dropping her off at get off work, especially since she was pregnant.
It's really inconvenient to take the bus from the military hospital back to the steel mill villa area. It would be better to buy a courtyard house near the hospital, which would make commuting much more convenient.
Moreover, she originally wanted to buy more properties in Beijing. After all, she still had the original owner's memories. When buying houses, it would be best to buy courtyard houses, as they would have great potential for appreciation in the future.
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