Yuncheng Left District Municipal Hospital.

When Lu Yanzhi pushed the door in from the outside, he saw Fu Zheng in the office.

He froze, then closed the door.

"Is there something wrong with me?" He asked.

Fu Zheng sat down across from him,

"I want to ask you how you think about it."

Hearing this, Lu Yanzhi poured water for a moment, and the next second he smiled and put the disposable paper cup in front of him, which was filled with hot tea.

Fu Zheng casually glanced at the water cup on the table, and could see the two tea leaves floating inside.

"Do you like tea?" He didn't expect Lu Yanzhi to have this hobby.

According to the information given to him by Mr. Lu at the beginning, Lu Yanzhi can be described as bohemian, and he can be regarded as a frequent customer of the most famous nightclubs and bars in Kyoto.

Lu Yanzhi shook his head slightly, "No." ”

After speaking, he picked up the teacup and blew on it, taking a sip.

I don't see half of it.

Fu Zheng frowned, his eyes swept casually, and he saw the two barrels of tea in the cabinet behind him.

Is this called dislike?

When Lu Yanzhi raised his eyes to look at him, he happened to see the doubts in his eyes. Seeing this, he smiled a little helplessly,

"A friend loved it. I'm just used to it. ”

"It's like smoking and drinking, if you get it, if you have an addiction, it's hard to quit."

Fu Zheng's face was calm, and his voice was low: "You can try to get in touch with new things, it won't be long before you feel that this tea is average." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yanzhi shook his head.

"I've tried to change a lot, and if this last one were to be changed, I'd probably go crazy."

He smiled lightly. "I've got to leave something to keep me alive."

Fu Zheng stared at him for a few seconds, and finally got up.

He had already been answered, and there was no need to ask any further.

If a person is hard-hearted, no matter how much he asks or how many times he asks, his answer will be the same.

Seeing this, Lu Yanzhi nodded slightly at him and stopped sending it.

As soon as he turned around, Fu Zheng seemed to think of something and reminded him: "You weren't there just now, there was a number that made a few calls, I'm afraid that I will answer it for you in advance." But the other party does not speak. ”

"Maybe it's a mistake, it's fine." Lu Yanzhi responded.

Fu Zheng didn't say anything more and walked away.

The office door opens and closes.

Lu Yanzhi reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the table, unlocked it, and did it in one go.

But his thumb hung above the address book logo, but he didn't click it down.

After struggling for a long time, he turned off his phone with a smile and put it back on the table, and with his movements, a very soft voice also scattered in the air:

"It must have been a mistake."

……

At night, Lu Yanzhi was called back to the hospital by a phone call shortly after he fell asleep.

A series of car accidents occurred on the first section of Yuncheng Road, and the owner of the car involved was drunk driving, resulting in heavy casualties.

120 stopped, and at the same time that the stretcher hit the ground, blood also dripped all over the ground.

Almost all night, Lu Yanzhi did not rest.

When I came out of the operating room, it was already getting dark outside.

After sitting on the chair and resting for a while, he took out his mobile phone, saw a message from his cousin on WeChat, and asked him how he was doing.

I guess I saw the news reports as well.

Lu Yanzhi let out a breath and typed back his cousin's message.

A few short words, as if all his remaining strength had been used.

Standing up with the handrail, he prepared to go back to his office to rest.

As soon as he stepped out, the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

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