Chapter 152: Nervous
In fact, there was no such thing as Jiang Hanchen asking her to come out, and the reason why Tang Luoran moved out was just to avoid Fu Zichen, when she left the office, it was still very early before the official start of work, so she simply faked it and called to take the initiative to ask Jiang Hanchen to come out.
Although Jiang Hanchen was in the hospital in the city center, as soon as he heard that she took the initiative to make an appointment, he naturally accepted it unconditionally.
Half an hour later, the two met in a restaurant near the hospital, Tang Luoran ordered a sandwich and coffee, although she didn't want to admit that Fu Zichen knew her, but she really didn't eat breakfast and came to work.
After all, Tang's mother and Tang Tian were still at home, as long as she stayed a little longer, she would be ridiculed by them for a while, and she had no choice but to escape as quickly as possible.
"Why do you look absent-minded again?" Jiang Hanchen's soft voice brought Tang Luoran back to her senses, she looked at him fixedly, her eyelashes fluttered when she blinked, obviously not completely awake.
After a moment, she smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm sorry for you to come early in the morning to accompany me." β
"It's too late for me to be happy, there's no need to apologize." Jiang Hanchen also smiled, and the sunlight from the window slowly sprinkled on the left side of his face, leaving a large shadow to cover half of his face, and the outline was more distinct.
Not daring to look at him for too long, Tang Luoran simply lowered her head and concentrated on solving her breakfast, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but think about the scene when Fu Zichen took her hand and asked her to stay when she just left.
I don't know if he will be there after I go back......
"By the way, I have something to ask you." Tang Luoran suddenly raised his head, which caught Jiang Hanchen a little off guard, he pretended to be as calm as he could and nodded, and said with a smile, "If there is anything, just ask." β
Has he ever cooked? Can men get hurt when they cook? How long does it take to practice before it is possible to have wounds all over my hands?
The questions had already been raised in her throat, but Tang Luoran suddenly changed her mind, she shook her head, and said differently, "It's not a big deal, so don't bother you." β
Why not ask?
Her expression was obviously on her mind, but Jiang Hanchen couldn't ask questions, doubts flashed in his deep eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and didn't delve into it, "Then if you have anything, just tell me, I won't be troublesome." β
Tang Luoran nodded, his expression complicated.
Breakfast was quickly resolved, and Jiang Hanchen saw that it was not too early, so he planned to go back to the hospital in the city center - of course, it was not impossible to stay in the branch hospital with her.
It's just that he didn't expect Tang Luoran to take the initiative to keep him, so he asked carefully, "Can you stay here today?" I haven't fully adapted to this place......"
In fact, she just didn't want to face Fu Zichen alone, for fear that if she was not careful, she would have to take off her guard against him.
"Of course." Jiang Hanchen was surprised, but he still agreed to her request very happily, he smiled brightly, and he could see that his request and attitude were very useful.
This made Tang Luoran feel a little guilty in her heart, but in the end, she still didn't let go of her hand.
If she didn't grasp the life-saving straw, she was worried that she would really not be able to withstand Fu Zichen's attack.
As soon as he returned to the hospital, Jiang Hanchen went to the surgical clinic to say hello first, while Tang Luoran went back to the office to work, as she expected, Fu Zichen had not left yet, but the exquisite lunch box was no longer visible on the table.
"Coming back? A nurse just called you and said that a pregnant woman in ward 308 needs to be examined. Fu Zichen's attitude towards her was still the same, and he didn't even say a word about what had just happened.
Tang Luoran was silent, sat down at his desk, and took out the file from the drawer to check it. And he didn't bother much, and sat silently beside her, with occasional sounds, only the sound of paper turning.
It must be a lie to say that she doesn't care, and she can't help but feel distressed when she thinks that his hands are full of wounds.
Turning his head, his eyes fell on his hand at the same time, and he happened to see the cover of the book Fu Zichen was reading - it was a medical professional book, and if there was no foundation, it would be difficult to understand.
"What are you reading this book for?" Tang Luoran's brows furrowed, feeling inexplicable about everything he did, in short, irritable.
What upset her was not the things he did, but the fact that she cared about his mood at the moment.
This sense of division drove her crazy.
Sensing her gaze, Fu Zichen closed the book and raised his eyes to meet hers, he seemed to be very happy, "There's nothing to look at at random, you read these books with all eyes level?" β
He didn't say it, but in fact, he read these books so that he could have more topics with her, and it can be said that the efforts he made were all for her.
"That's enough." Tang Luoran stood up suddenly, she really couldn't stay with him, "Don't come over and disturb my life in the future, okay?!" β
In fact, Fu Zichen was a little innocent, but he fulfilled his promise to be quiet.
Despite this, he nodded in agreement, not pursuing right and wrong, and took advantage of the situation to ask, "Then can I follow you?" I promise not to bother you. β
No!
The words of refusal were about to blurt out, but they were forced back into his stomach by his pleading eyes, Tang Luoran clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and still did not refuse, "Whatever you want." β
After that, a smile immediately bloomed on his face, making Tang Luoran angry, and neither did he regret it.
In desperation, she could only pretend to really treat him as air, turned around and took the file and left the office, striding towards the corridor where the ward was located, and Fu Zichen followed closely.
When approaching Ward 308, Fu Zichen's mobile phone rang suddenly, and the clatter of high heels on the tiles also stopped abruptly, Tang Luoran turned his head, the corners of his eyes were lightly raised, and he said coldly, "This is a hospital, won't you turn it silent?" β
"I'm sorry." Fu Zichen took out his mobile phone, and when he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, he hung up without hesitation, but who knew that the text message would follow-"Are you sure you don't answer the phone?" I can't guarantee that I won't miss. β
Shocked, his expression suddenly became serious, he turned his head to look around, and he didn't find the clue, and then the phone rang again, it was still that unfamiliar number.
"You-" Tang Luoran wanted to accuse, but he was startled by his nervous expression and couldn't help but be silenced.
Fu Zichen stretched out his index finger and pressed it on his thin lips, signaling her not to make a sound, he took a few steps back before answering the phone, "Hey." β
"Remember me?" Both familiar and unfamiliar voices came from the other end of the phone, and memories came to his heart like a wave, and it was difficult for Fu Zichen to forget, yes, he remembered this voice.
After seeing the big scene, he didn't show panic, and asked calmly, "Why did you suddenly appear and say that kind of thing?" Listening to his tone, this person seemed to be a long-lost friend - Tang Luoran couldn't hear the other party's words clearly, so he could only guess to himself.
But if it were a friend, I wouldn't have turned the gun on him.
"I've been waiting for this moment for ten years, Fu Zichen, I'm going to kill you!" The other party paused word by word, as if swearing to himself.
With that, he hung up abruptly.
The call came out of nowhere.
After the other party hung up the phone for a while, Fu Zichen still didn't come back to his senses, frowning and staring at the mobile phone page that had ended the call, until Tang Luoran called him, "Hey, do you still want to follow?" β
"Well, here it is." Fu Zichen came back to his senses, the serious look on his face disappeared instantly, he put his phone in the pocket of his suit jacket, and pretended to follow her steps casually.
However, she still cares, who is calling?
followed Tang Luoran to the door of the ward, Fu Zichen was stopped outside the door, after all, he was a man, and the powerful aura exuded from his body made it hard to believe that he was just an assistant who helped next to the doctor, so he was still forcibly stayed.
He didn't have a problem either, and as soon as she entered and closed the door, he immediately called the unfamiliar number just now, but unfortunately the other party never answered, or simply hung up his phone.
Isn't the other party's intention obvious? I just want to attack him.
Since he couldn't get through, Fu Zichen turned to Qin Shi's number, but he changed his mind temporarily, and only asked Qin Shi to protect Tang Luoran at all times, and didn't say a word to himself.
He didn't let Qin Yan investigate the matter thoroughly, firstly, because he didn't want to startle the snake, and secondly, he was also worried that doing so would have an impact on Tang Luoranβif the other party found out that he was not easy to do, he might shift the target to his weakness.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Fu Zichen always felt that someone was staring at him, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly - the corridor was not deserted, the crowd was bustling, gathering in groups to chat, and of course, there were patients sitting alone on the bench on the side and bowing their heads in contemplation.
Could it be that he is nervous?
When he shook his head, there was a sudden sound of opening the door behind him, Fu Zichen immediately turned his head, and found that it was Tang Luoran who walked out of the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face eased slightly, "You came out." β
"Well, why are you so nervous?" Tang Luoran stared at him suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong, and the atmosphere was inexplicably a little tense.
She always felt that she must have revealed something to him on the phone just now, but it was inconvenient for her to ask directly, so she could only guess to herself - should Yin Zi chase here?
Fu Zichen shook his head, looking quite calm, "It's nothing, let's go." β
"I'm also going to check on the patient in ward 310, the other person's uterus is inflamed, I want to see if the situation requires surgery, if you remember who to meet when you leave, you can go." Tang Luoran spoke coldly, and there was obviously another layer of meaning in his tone, alluding to him everywhere.
However, he didn't know it, he just felt that she was still vindictive, and he didn't care.
After a moment's hesitation, Fu Zichen decided to stay with her, so that he could at least protect her, although in this way, he would be tantamount to putting himself in a dangerous situation and ignoring it.
"I'll go with you, don't worry, I'll wait outside the door." He smiled as if nothing had happened, his eyes drooping to hide the frost under his eyes.
Tang Luoran didn't say anything more, turned around and walked down the corridor, and he followed behind him, scanning the people around him from time to time - excluding the elderly, as well as women and children, there were only three young men here.
Unlike him, the men never looked away from him, and they whispered to the people around them, seemingly unusual.
Only one of them, when he noticed his gaze, turned his head to glance at him, but quickly withdrew his gaze, and the man was a burly man wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, with a short hair.
Even if there is no danger for the time being, Fu Zichen still can't relax his vigilance.
Finally got Tang Luoran to patrol the ward, and they were finally able to leave the corridor and go back to the office to rest, although Tang Luoran didn't say anything, his eyes revealed full of exhaustion.