"Then I hope what you hope for will happen," Fang Tong said with a smile.
Perhaps Fang Miao's words were blessed, because no one actually came looking for Fang Tong that morning, and she spent the whole morning studying with Fang Miao.
At noon, she bought a nutritious lunch. After eating, she coaxed Fang Miao to take a nap. During this time, she went to Dr. Lin's office.
"Dr. Chen and Dr. Lin have another surgery this afternoon, and they should be having lunch in their office upstairs now."
The intern said, "But you can't just go into the offices upstairs, otherwise..."
Fang Tong didn't want to make things difficult for him: "It's okay, I'll wait until they've finished their surgery before we talk about it."
"Okay," the intern said. "The test results aren't out yet, so seeing Dr. Chen now won't really yield any results."
“That’s true.” Fang Tong raised her hand and waved to the intern: “Then you go ahead with your work, I’ll go back to my ward first.”
After leaving the office, Fang Tong stood in the rest area of the corridor for a while.
I don't know why, but it seems that every hospital has a lot of bamboo planted downstairs, so dense that only a small path is hidden among them.
A breeze stirs, the bamboo leaves rustle, and the view is filled with lush greenery.
Meanwhile, in an office on the top floor, Chen Ci, having finished lunch, stood by the window with a cup of coffee in his hand.
The surgery this morning was tricky, but thankfully it was successful.
Take a break, there's still a tough battle to fight this afternoon.
The coffee tastes bitter and astringent at first sip, but upon closer tasting, it reveals a subtle fragrance.
His gaze wandered aimlessly, but then suddenly froze. There was a person standing by a window a few floors below.
At this moment, she was looking down at the bamboo forest below. From Chen Ci's angle, he could see a bit of her profile, and it felt strangely familiar.
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