Although Christmas has passed, there are still very few people in the hospital, and British doctors have good incomes and long holidays, so many people take advantage of this time to travel and vacation.

Chen Xi is Chinese, she is very similar to Hydward at Christmas, and he is not, Christmas Eve in his study to sort out a lot of information in his mind until midnight. The girl is in a bad mood today, and the several cases she took over a few days ago are not doing well today, with varying degrees of infection and fever, and McVeigh vomited early in the morning.

Somewhat dejected, she put down the pen and medical record card in her hand, and leaned back in the chair behind her with her hands pressed her temples.

The mobile phone screen on the table flickered with a faint light, and his brow relaxed slightly as he looked at the news software push the news.

"Haha, Chen, are you also a Portsmouth fan?"

A colleague in the office walked over and glanced at the screen on the desk just in time to see the news of Pompey's home win over Coventry.

"Well, it's okay," she replied in a non-compliant manner.

"It's a pity, I had surgery yesterday, otherwise I would have to go to the scene. You don't know how good we've been lately, we don't have any opponents at home that we can't win. This new manager is really godly, young, and has an accurate eye, Margery will be great in the future, and we won't have to worry about the central defenders for the next 10 years. ”

Chen Xi looked like a curious baby staring at Professor Blair, who was usually taciturn but now gushing. In her image, this should be a very professional spirit, and her hobby should be an expert in playing chess and the like. How to talk about football, there are still one set.

"No, I remember that Walker wasn't young," she asked, tentatively.

Blair really got down when he heard it, "Look, the new fans are not, they haven't been to the scene, the live broadcast is Coach Hydeward, and Walker is the assistant coach next to him." It's a young manager about your age, and the posture of the game is similar to that of your usual surgery. ”

He went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, moistened his throat and continued: "Don't be deceived by these unscrupulous media, they know a fart, and follow the Premier League and the giants all day long. ”

Chen Xigan laughed twice, flipped up and down with the pen, and clicked on the screen with his other hand, inquiring about last night's news, which can be regarded as a little relaxation in his busy work.

"Pompey's Legion beat Coventry City 2-0 at home, Lawrence passes rookie Marco to score"

Southampton beat Crystal Palace away, manager Nigel: Portsmouth can undoubtedly avoid relegation'

"Winning streak at home, Portsmouth temporarily out of the relegation zone"

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It's a series of news about the team, but it's not a good thing to scroll down.

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"Manchester United FA Cup Preview, Gunners Red Devils Semi-Final Meeting" Ferguson's Manchester United has not even passed Portsmouth, and is already imagining what Arsenal will be like in the next round against Arsene Wenger, and perhaps imagine what Van Persie will be treated when he returns to the Emirates Stadium.

"Portsmouth received a notice of investigation from the FA, fearing that the team is not optimistic about the form of points deduction and relegation" Whether you want to admit it or not, even if the team continues to win one after another, the outside form is still deteriorating.

"Pompey's Legion Wins When Less Loses, How to Resist Manchester United's Fire-like Attack"

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Chen Xi's mood suddenly became irritated after a little better, she has also had a life and knowledge, and the probability of Portsmouth beating Manchester United seems to be even slimmer than that of Chinese football reaching the World Cup.

"Teacher, can we beat Manchester United?"

Blair sorted out the papers on his desk, shook his head and said: "It's away again, it's Old Trafford again, it's unlikely." But I'll go, just to take the vacation I've saved. ”

Before he could get angry, the mobile phone that was a little hot in his hand vibrated for a while, and Chen Xi was startled very unproductively. Looking at the caller ID, her heart seemed to be unconsciously tugged, there is an old Chinese saying, "Say Cao Cao Cao arrived." ”

Pressing the green call button, a magnetic, unusually flat voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

"Chen Xi, in the stairwell outside McVeigh's ward, I'll be waiting for you there."

Then it hung up.

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Two minutes later, although it was very inexplicable, Chen Xi still went. Before arriving at the door, he also checked his makeup through the screen of his mobile phone, although he didn't know why he did it.

Hydward was standing at the window, and today he changed into a more casual outfit, which was completely different from the suit and leather shoes he usually wore when directing the game. The window was open, and he had a cigarette in his hand, but he lit it and burned it but did not smoke it, and the smoke was blown into the sky by the wind.

There was a strange silence in the stairwell, and Chen Xi noticed that his eyes were like an eagle aiming at its prey, and it was so cold that it was frightening.

"Well, that, uncle, are you here to see McVeigh? He misses you a lot, and he's been in good health lately......"

Hydward turned his face sideways and did not speak, not even his posture.

Chen Xi was a little annoyed in his heart, how embarrassing is the atmosphere if you don't speak when you call me out?! The wind blowing from the window in December poured into her white neck, and the cold hair stood up, a little cold.

"Oh, yes, I watched the game, Portsmouth played well, won 2-0, haha......"

Chen Xi didn't know what to say, and the air between the two seemed to be frozen.

A few minutes later, while she was thinking about leaving, Hydward crushed the cigarette she hadn't smoked against the wall and threw it into the trash with a box she had bought at the convenience store.

"I'm not here for McVeigh, it's for you."

He pointed to the girl, fumbled in his pocket, and pulled out a ticket showing the date and sides of the game.

"How about we make a bet?"

"Bet?" She pursed her lips, disdainful.

"Bet I can beat Manchester United!"

"Huh?!"

Chen Xi remembered the news he had just seen on his mobile phone, Portsmouth beat Manchester United, isn't this difficulty a joke? One is a European champion, one is difficult to relegate in the Championship, one has many stars, and the other is full of grassroots and waste materials, to paraphrase a common phrase in novels: The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the bright moon?

Hydward put his hand in his pocket, leaned against the corner and said calmly, "The bet is yours." ”

"Me?"

"I won, you marry me."

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem..."Chen Xi was a little choked by his words, and looked at Hydward with a red face, his face full of incredulity.

He handed the tissue in front of him, "It's okay." ”

Chen Xi subconsciously took two steps back, "You... What did you just say? "The sound became a little strange because of the choking.

Hydward smiled, showing a smile that he had never shown before: "I asked you to marry me, I did it with such a low probability, Chen Xi, can you still run away?" ”

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