Chapter 115: Criteria for Choosing a Mate

After getting off work, Zheng Yichen went to the nurse's station, Xiaotong had already heated the meal in the microwave, and the chopsticks and spoons were ready, just waiting for him to come and taste. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The aroma of rice, the aroma of dishes, and the aroma of thick soup seemed to be a group of track and field runners racing hard, scrambling to get into his nose.

He sniffed, his index finger moved, his eyebrows fluttered, he picked up chopsticks, gobbled them up, and feasted on them.

With the momentum of devastating and decaying, the wind swept the clouds, and within five minutes, all the meals were solved, as well as nearly 300 milliliters of soup.

After eating, he gave Xiaotong a thumbs up and opened his mouth, and before he could say anything to praise Xiaotong's cooking skills, a loud burp took the lead and blurted out.

Xiaotong's cold expression was finally defeated by this full hiccups, and his smile opened up, as bright as a peach blossom.

In fact, he doesn't need to say anything, this burp is the biggest praise for Xiaotong's cooking skills!

Zheng Yichen looked at Xiao Tong's happy appearance, and he was also happy from the bottom of his heart, and said with a smile: "I knew that a full burp would amuse you, and I should have played it out when I smelled the fragrance." ā€

He sighed: "It's been a long time since I've seen you smile, a year, or ten years?" ā€

Xiaotong's expression returned to flatness, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Don't you have a target? Stare at other women and giggle, aren't you afraid that she will gouge out your eyeballs? ā€

"I don't have a partner."

"Dare to quibble, that day in front of the outpatient building, the woman who drove to pick you up, wasn't it? She just ticked her finger and your soul flew away, and you ran over like a pug!

When it came to the scene that day, Xiaotong couldn't beat it in one place, his eyes breathed fire, and he glared at Zheng Yichen fiercely.

"Sure enough, I knew she had misunderstood."

Zheng Yichen smiled wryly and explained: "That was a colleague I met when I was a social worker, she and I were just ordinary friends, and that day we made an appointment to visit an elderly man who was sick and hospitalized, and she drove me along the way." ā€

Xiaotong saw that his face didn't seem to be fake, but he still refused to let go, and continued to ask: "She is so beautiful, she drives a high-end car, marrying a rich woman, and fighting for 20 years less is the goal of you men, and now a beautiful and golden woman is dangling in front of you, do you dare to say that you haven't touched your heart?" ā€

Zheng Yichen didn't hesitate for a second, and said categorically: "Absolutely not!" ā€

What he said was telling the truth, Yao Luqi's standard white and rich beauty has never been the object of his choice of mates.

In his opinion, one of the most basic factors in the development of love to marriage is that the family is right, not people from different classes, they are forced to match together, and the resistance they suffer is extraordinary.

Ten of them will end in tragedy.

Of course, we usually see many successful cases of noble sons and commoner girls, Bai Fumei and poor guys.

Most of these cases happened in Korean dramas and Hong Kong and Taiwan idol dramas.

Moreover, with Zheng Yichen's arrogance, it is impossible for him to accept the combination of strong women and weak men.

The image of her husband in his heart should be a person who is angry and says the words "I support you" to his wife.

And Yao Luqi, he can't afford to raise it.

Therefore, he has never had even a minute or a second of heartbeat for Yao Luqi.

For Xiaotong, at least a few moments, deep in his heart, ripples.

That's the feeling of heartbeat.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but open his mouth and say: "I have been very fond of you. ā€

Xiaotong's face was slightly red, slightly flustered, did not speak, hurriedly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and brought them to the faucet to clean with his hands.

As soon as Zheng Yichen spoke, he regretted it a little, after all, Xiaotong personally told him that the two of them were not suitable, if he and Yao Luqi were different classes in status, then between Xiaotong and him were different classes in personality.

One yearns for adventure and wonderful, and the other advocates plainness and happiness.

Like an eagle soaring with wings, the sky is its limit, and the storm and thunder are the blades that sharpen its growth.

One is like a dark orchid in the hollow valley, which should be placed in a greenhouse, carefully cared for, and cannot withstand the slightest wind and rain.

There is also an insurmountable gap between the two.

At the moment, it seems that they have never thought of making changes for each other.

Just when Zheng Yichen looked at the shadow of Xiaotong washing dishes and fell into deep thought, Kuang Yazhi changed the infusion bottle for the patient and returned to the nurse's station.

Kuang Yazhi looked at him, her eyes flickering, as if there was a hint of blame.

Zheng Yichen didn't know why: "Sister Yazhi, why are you looking at me like this?" Am I doing something wrong? ā€

Kuang Yazhi nodded heavily: "Of course you did something wrong." ā€

Zheng Yichen secretly said in his heart: "Should it be ...... She heard all the conversations I had with Xiaotong, right? When did she have such outstanding ears? ā€

Kwong Yazhi casually picked up a nurse magazine from the table, rolled it into a stick, and hit him on the head a few times.

The gravity is heavy, and the wind is whirring.

Zheng Yichen touched his head and begged for mercy: "It hurts!" Sister Yazhi, you are really fighting! ā€

Kwong Yazhi has always been a dignified and chaste bosom sister, with a smiling face and a gentle temper, even when her mood is most volatile, she speaks with a full stop instead of an exclamation point.

Not to mention beating people.

Kuang Yazhi was silent, and gave a few more poisonous blows, and then threw the broken magazine aside: "Of course I'm really fighting, don't I call you every day to tell you about the current situation in surgery?" You're out of this whirlpool, so why are you diving headlong into it? also brought Brother Yong with him. ā€

After Xiaotong washed the dishes and chopsticks, dried his hands, walked over, and heard Kuang Yazhi's words, he also agreed: "I also think that it is a wrong decision for you to come back." ā€

She sat down next to Kuang Yazhi, frowned and said: "This morning, you also saw the situation of the shift, obviously Director Zhang took the lead in speaking, asking all our employees to welcome Brother Yong, or there are so many doctors who don't buy it, and people with a discerning eye know that the extreme performance of these people is under Fu Haihua's instructions." ā€

A message can be revealed from this: Fu Haihua's family is dominant, and even Zhang Yunshun, the official director, can't be suppressed!

Speaking of this, Xiaotong was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why a candidate for deputy director could make other doctors obey his words and ignore the orders of the main director.

After all, Kuang Yazhi is a few years older, and her eyes are more thorough in analyzing the situation: "You must know that Director Zhang is fifty-nine years old this year, and he should retire next year, he is just a burning candle, but Fu Haihua is in the prime of life, as long as he can be promoted to deputy director next month, according to the hospital's consistent rules and regulations, when Director Zhang retires next year, the position of director will be in his pocket." ā€

Zheng Yichen sneered: "Those doctors are all grass on the wall, they fall when they see the wind, and what they are best at is judging the situation." Before Brother Yong had an accident, they kept a wait-and-see attitude and were ambiguous. After Brother Yong's accident, he attached to Director Zhang or Fu Haihua, which was not a multiple-choice question for them, but a question with only one answer. ā€

Kuang Yazhi glared at him: "Since you understand, dare to come back?" You are...... Be...... Cheap? Have you been sadistic? She usually speaks foul language, and the word cheap is already the most ugly word she can say.

Zheng Yichen said seriously: "I have always been a positive, upright hot-blooded teenager, and I don't have this kind of weird habit. ā€

The corners of his mouth rose: "I'm not a good gentleman, I don't have the self-cultivation to do it myself." I'm coming back this time to make them pay for the dirty things they did before! I also want Brother Yong to replace him! ā€

In Kuang Yazhi's opinion, Fu Haihua's promotion to deputy director has long been a sure thing, and she doesn't believe that Zheng Yichen has any ability to turn things around.

Zheng Yichen's words sounded like a paranoid babble, typical of Ah Q's spirit.

Based on her friend's morality and her own character, she did not refute Zheng Yichen's meaning and remained silent.

Xiaotong had no intention of saving face for Zheng Yichen, so he sneered and ridiculed Zheng Yichen for blowing nonsense and not making drafts.

Zheng Yichen smiled faintly and did not speak out to defend himself.

Time will tell the truth of what he says today.

Why bother with the benefit of your tongue and try to be quick for a while?