"The power is out." Shen He raised his eyes to look at the top lamp, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sly smile.

Wen Liang was slightly annoyed in her heart, she didn't save it just now. I only heard Shen He say again: "Now I can only eat." ”

Wen Liang looked at him coldly, got up, took the lunch box and walked out of the office, and ran into a nurse after a few steps, "Doctor Wen, are you only going to eat now?" There is no food in the cafeteria. ”

Wen Liang took out his mobile phone to look at the time, it was almost half past one, and the cafeteria generally ended at one o'clock. Sighing secretly, he turned around and saw Shen He with one hand in his pocket, leaning against her office door and smiling at her.

"Let's go, go out and eat." Shen He said: "When you had the operation just now, I looked up some information on the Internet, which is very valuable for reference for that major operation, and we discussed it while eating." ”

Although Shen He is not a medical student, he also has a deep study of medicine due to business needs, and in addition to having no practical experience and practicing license, he can be regarded as most of the doctors.

Seeing that Wen Liang didn't move, Shen He clicked on his phone and turned the screen to Wen Liang, "I didn't lie to you." ”

Looking at the eyes warmly, it is indeed the literature about surgery.

Because he had very little breakfast, Wen Liang was now hungry, and he also wanted to see what information Shen He was looking for, so he went with him.

"You don't have to drive, just eat at the small restaurant at the door." Seeing Shen He take out the car keys, he said coldly.

"The ones at the door are not clean, you have a difficult task now, and you can't have a little problem with your health."

Wen Liang looked at him with a smile on his face, not taking this as his concern at all, only speculating about what conspiracy he was playing.

The elevator went down to the first floor and met Feng Zishan at the door, she should have just come back from eating.

"You're still there?" Feng Zishan looked surprised, asked Shen He, and looked at the warmth and coldness beside him again.

"I've been waiting for her to eat."

Shen He smiled and tilted his head towards Wen Liang, his tone was quite familiar with Wen Liang, and he didn't know how close he thought he was with Wen Liang. Wen Liang was disgusted, frowning slightly.

"Oh, yes." After only being stunned for a second, Feng Zishan burst out with her signature smile, "I knew I would be with you." Immediately he asked, "Where are you going to eat?" ”

"ParisRouge, she loves French food."

Wen Liang frowned again.

Feng Zishan looked at Wen Liang, as if she had met a bosom friend, and said with a smile: "You like to eat French food, I like it too, I know that there is a better one than ParisRouge, let's go together another day." ”

Wen Liang's expression was still faint, and he didn't reply to her.

Feng Zishan still didn't have any mustard, and jokingly said to Shen He: "You are really partial, take your little mother and don't take me." ”

Shen He pursed his lips, "You also said that she is my little mother, and compared with you, she is closer to me." ”

He laughed profusely, his tone couldn't tell whether it was a joke or serious, and after speaking, he turned his head and asked Wen Liang, "Really?" The last two words, he said in a slow tone, with a bit of ambiguity.

He did it on purpose. Wen Liang was very clear, his complexion did not change, and he did not respond. Feng Zishan didn't feel stiffened.

"Alright, let's go to dinner." Shen He said.

"Okay, let's go." Feng Zishan burst out laughing again, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh yes, my mother wants to invite you to our house for dinner this weekend, are you free?" ”

Shen He didn't even think about it and said, "I'm not available." ”

"Okay, busy man." Feng Zishan laughed.

Shen He and Wen Liang left, Feng Zishan was still standing in place, the previous smiling face disappeared, becoming gloomy and resentful, his eyes seemed to be quenched with venom, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms.

It was past lunchtime, there were not many people in the restaurant, and Shen He and Wen Liang sat at a table by the window. After giving Wen Liang the menu, Shen He glanced out the window, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, looked at Wen Liang, and reached out to wipe her lower cheek.

Wen Liang was startled, raised his head, his eyes were vigilant, and he took a little warning.

Shen He hooked his lips, "It's got something." "Spread your finger and show her, there is an eyelash on it.

Wen Liang didn't say a word, his tense expression eased slightly, but he was still cold, and just about to continue reading the menu, his eyes unintentionally turned to the side, and saw Shen Guolian standing at the door of the restaurant not far from them, staring at them.