Just casually raising your eyes, that's all.

I see.

Jiang Hanchen's smile was even stronger, with tenderness between his eyebrows, looking at her, and he never looked away.

After bandaging him, she pulled his sleeves down and buttoned the cufflinks on. At the end, she suddenly said what had just happened, "Anyway, thank you for today's events." ”

If he hadn't been there, the consequences would have been dire.

"I'm glad I can help you, you're welcome." He responded politely.

What should be done next?

Tang Luoran didn't know, anyway, she wasn't short of time, since Jiang Hanchen didn't say that she was leaving, it wasn't impossible for her to sit with him for a while.

……

At the same time, the man hiding outside the door secretly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in anger.

Tang Luoran!

In any case, she didn't want to snatch Jiang Hanchen.

Staying in the warm room, they didn't seem to realize that their conversation, and even the picture of the two of them in contact, fell impartially in the eyes of Song Jiajia, who was hiding outside the door.

If it weren't for her turn to be on duty today, maybe she would still be kept in the dark.

Fifteen minutes ago, Song Jiajia was bored wandering around the hospital corridor, and she also went to the medicine collection place and chatted with the pharmacist for a while.

casually flipped through the medicine collection record, turning from the bottom to the first page, on which the three big characters "Tang Luoran" were written, and the time of taking the medicine was just now, she took the hemostatic medicine and bandages.

Wrong.

With the psychology of watching a good show, who knew that after coming to the door of the lounge, Song Jiajia heard the voice of Jiang Hanchen's gentle voice.

How could he be here?!

Obviously, this is not important, the important thing is that Tang Luoran is actually inside, chatting with him, and his words are full of intimacy.

The man who fell in love at first sight is chatting intimately with the woman he can't see at the moment, so how can she accept it?

When he came back to his senses, the bell rang again, and there was the sound of chairs being dragged inside.

Song Jiajia clenched her fists, immediately turned around and walked away quickly, turned a corner, and disappeared around the corner.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Luoran walked out of the lounge, and his high heels happened to step on a hard object.

Bow your head and move your feet away - a dark blue bow comes into view, and the back of the bow is glued, apparently an ornament that has fallen from the headband.

If memory serves, she didn't see it in the doorway when she entered the lounge.

Could it be that someone is eavesdropping outside the door?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hanchen asked lightly behind her, Tang Luoran casually stuffed the bow into the pocket of her windbreaker, and she shook her head.

Now that the farce is over, there is no reason for them to stick together again.

Looking at each other, it was her who looked away first, reaching into the pocket of her trench coat, and she turned her back to the direction he had been coming from, "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye."

Deliberately ignore the disappointment in his tone.

Because the car door was almost pried open, Tang Luoran couldn't worry about the safety in the car for a while, so she simply called Zheng Xiaoying to pick her up, anyway, she skipped work at every turn, and she was bored.

Standing at the door blowing the cold wind, with her back to the hall, the light hitting her back, and then looking at the front of her, the dim vision still made her a little frightened.

"Da-da-" Someone was walking behind her, knowing that she was out of danger, but she still subconsciously turned her head - Song Jiajia stood in front of her, with a smile on her face.

She was dressed in a white nurse's outfit, and her exposed calves were even paler and shivering slightly in the cold wind.

Glancing at Song Jiajia, Tang Luoran was calm and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"No, I just worship Dr. Tang, you really have a way of doing things, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about your medical skills." Saying inexplicable words for no reason, Song Jiajia hooked her red lips and showed a sinister smile.

His eyes were not on her voice or face at all, so Tang Luoran didn't hear or see anything.

She just cared a little about the hairband on Song Jiajia's ponytail, and it felt like something was missing.

Hopefully it's just her delusion.

In the interval between talking to Song Jiajia, the sound of wheels rubbing the sand on the ground sounded at the door, followed by a "stab" sound, and the car was clubbed at the entrance of the hospital.

Tang Luoran turned around and looked calmly at the black ford parked at the intersection.

Three seconds later, the window of the car was suddenly rolled down, and Zheng Xiaoying came out of it, and her tomboy-like refreshing short hair was very eye-catching, but she was about to break her skills as soon as she spoke.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why haven't you come up yet?"

The tone of impatience was not seen Zheng Xiaoying frowning.

With a faint smile, Tang Luoran wrapped her trench coat tightly, hugged her waist, and walked down the steps step by step, leaving Song Jiajia behind, she didn't remember that her relationship with Song Jiajia was so good that she needed to say goodbye to each other.

Whether it is friend or foe, Tang Luoran has always been clear.

got into the car, Zheng Xiaoying turned on the radio, the host's soft voice came slowly, Tang Luoran rolled up the car window, and a singing voice like bright sunshine sounded in his ears, "You are my sunhine......"

She suddenly remembered Jiang Hanchen - a gentle and considerate man.

From the beginning, though. She had already made up her mind, her fate with him was like a revolving door that day, she was on one side and he was on the other side, no matter how many turns, they would miss it.

Speechless all the way, Tang Luoran held his forehead, covered his eyes with his hands, and avoided the sight of Zheng Xiaoying, who was in charge of driving beside him.

A trace of sourness surged in Tang Luoran's heart.

In the end, she is still a pity, the person who saved her is not Fu Zichen.

The fog lingered in the bathroom, enveloping Tang Luoran, and she could feel the warmth for the time being.

Soaking his body in the bathtub, he recalled the radio content he heard in Zheng Xiaoying's car - even if Fu Zichen did not participate in the show, the host still did not leave his topic when he spoke.

The covers of business magazines stuffed in the mezzanine are also all Fu Zichen, he sits on a high-back chair, the dark blue haute couture suit makes him even more extraordinary, his gaze is always indifferent, and his delicate face does not reveal the slightest emotional wave.

stared at the cover for a long time.

Until Zheng Xiaoying realized what Tang Luoran was reading, she took the business magazines away from Tang Luoran's legs and stuffed them back into the mezzanine, "This is what my father bought, and I'll burn it later." ”

More than a dozen, even if not every book is covered with Fu Zichen's photo, almost all of them are related to him.

In the past, although I thought he was dazzling, I didn't know that he was so eye-catching.

I'm so worried.

"It's a pity to burn, keep it." Responding to her words lightly, Tang Luoran simply closed her eyes, she knew that Zheng Xiaoying was thinking about her.

But her obsession can't help her.

Looking back now, what comes to her mind is Fu Zichen's delicate face and dignified demeanor.

She's crazy.

Closing her eyes, the fragrance filled her nostrils, and she slowly sank into the water......

The next day, as soon as he stepped on the marble steps at the entrance of the hospital, Tang Luoran smelled a strange aura. Everyone's gaze was a little wrong, and instead of the previous awe, it was mocking or sarcastic.

Swallowing her saliva, she strode down the hall with her long legs still calm.

From time to time, people stopped to watch, and then whispered to others, and their eyes always fell on her.

It's an eerie atmosphere.

couldn't help but speed up the pace, followed the crowd into the corridor, the elevator door was full of people, and when they saw Tang Luoran's appearance, both the doctor and the nurse changed their faces, as if she was a person who shouldn't have appeared.

Everything is too abnormal.

She was not at a loss, after all, she usually didn't care what others thought of her, she still went her own way, and it was the same now.

What remains unchanged is that there will always be two subordinates behind him who are chattering and singing, talking about gossip news that has nothing to do with work.

"I really can't see it, I thought it was so high, but I didn't expect it to be the kind of person who covets power." In order to avoid secrecy, the speaker tries not to pick out the name.

It wasn't Tang Luoran who sat down, she just felt that this was for her.

couldn't help frowning, and the hand that reached into the pocket of the windbreaker clenched, Tang Luoran was silent, as if he hadn't heard it.

Anyway, whoever sits in the right seat will be unlucky.

For some reason, after the topic was opened, no one answered, and the surroundings became quiet, and the atmosphere became more and more dull.

The red number keeps decreasing, falling layer by layer, and is close to the first layer.

A sharp voice suddenly broke in, and the sound of "da-da" was a little urgent, and the voice broke through the encirclement and went straight into Tang Luoran's eardrums, "That's it, I thought I was so high, but it turned out to be not a shameless prodigal." ”

Turning his head to follow the prestige, he saw Song Jiajia standing beside the couch, with a smile on her face, waving to her, "Good morning, Doctor Tang." ”

"Hmm." Her attitude remained cold.

The words just now were directed at her again.

Presumably Song Jiajia must be looking forward to her scolding, but unfortunately what she disdains the most is to lose her temper for the gossip of outsiders.

No one deserves it.

"Drop-" The red number stopped at "1", the elevator door opened, and Tang Luoran patiently waited for the people inside to come out.

The so-called narrow road of the enemy, Jiang Hanchen appeared in front of her again, the two met head-on, he showed a happy smile, ignoring the crowd behind her, only her in his eyes, "Good morning." ”

"Hmm...... What happened to your injuries? After a vague past, Tang Luoran shifted her gaze to his left arm—the white coat covered the wound, and she didn't see anything.

It's just that I don't like to owe favors to others, so it's rare to be condoled.

But if you don't want to do this, it's tantamount to adding a handful of dry wood to a burning fire of jealousy.

Everything was fine.

Before he could answer like this, Song Jiajia suddenly squeezed up and grabbed his arm, and called him affectionately, "Vice dean, come with me, I have prepared good things for you." ”

Since he was so busy, Tang Luoran also stepped into the elevator with interest.

It is not clear what kind of situation the situation is developing, Tang Luoran's every move has become the target of their attack, whether it is the staff of other departments who are not familiar with each other, or colleagues in the obstetrics and gynecology department, they all squint at her.

As usual, as soon as Tang Luoran entered the lounge, everyone was immediately silenced.

From their weak expressions, she could roughly understand what was going on, but she wouldn't be moved to explain because of this.

Changing into a white coat, she didn't linger too long, and walked out of the lounge around the corner.