The next morning, when Bai Qianyu's good colleague and best friend Momo called to express her condolences, she couldn't help but exclaim after hearing a message about Dr. Zhao: "Qianyu, do you know what kind of watch it is? Calvin Klein's brand in the United States, it is said that the men who wear this brand of watches are all elites!" Qianyu," she suddenly lowered her voice and said mysteriously on the phone: "Hurry up and take advantage of the opportunity to treat the disease, and soak this returnee elite doctor Dr. Zhao in your hands!" I've been working overtime for the past few days, tormenting until eleven or twelve o'clock every day, and when I'm free in a few days, I'll come to see you and your Dr. Zhao!"

"What's the matter!" Bai Qianyu also expressed helplessness to this eight-coated lady: "People treat me with the attitude of a doctor looking at patients, professional and professional, not cold!

"This is the real elite!" Momo screamed on the phone: "Qianyu, let me tell you, this may be the fate arranged by God for you, so that you happened to get this disease at this time," she said in a particularly exaggerated and sensational voice: "Fate, wonderful!"

At this time, Dr. Zhao, who was tall, happened to walk in and conduct a routine bed round.

"Dr. Zhao is here, I won't tell you!" Bai Qianyu whispered, put down his phone, and looked at Dr. Zhao as if he had become a thief.

"What, you're talking bad about me?" the shrewd Dr. Zhao looked very perceptive.

"Nope. Bai Qianyu quickly shook his head.

Dr. Zhao smiled and was noncommittal, took out a pen from the pocket of his white coat, and recorded as he asked: "How are you feeling today?"

After Bai Qianyu finished answering one by one, he put away the pen and paper and advised: "Eat less greasy, eat lighter, easy to digest, nutritious things." ”

When he walked to the door, Bai Qianyu shouted: "Doctor Zhao!"

"What's the matter?" Dr. Zhao stood by the door, turning back.

"I ......" Bai Qianyu asked cautiously, "It's nothing, right?"

Doctor Zhao smiled, and there was a rare warmth in his smile: "What can be the matter?" Or that sentence, I am responsible for the treatment, and you are responsible for cooperating with me in the treatment, don't think nonsense, okay?"

"Oh, good. Under Doctor Zhao's powerful aura, Bai Qianyu nodded obediently.

Dr. Zhao smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave.

After Bai Qianyu boredly opened the fruit of "Fruit Ninja" on his mobile phone and cut it more than 20 times, Su Lang's phone finally rang: "Qianyu, I'm done with my business, I made you your favorite steamed eggplant with garlic and bamboo shoots and duck soup today, I'll come over in a while, is there anything else I need to bring?"

Bai Qianyu thought for a while: "Bring me my laptop, it's on the computer desk in my bedroom." ”

The other head was stunned: "Qianyu, didn't you say that you should look less at computers and mobile phones to reduce radiation?"

"I'll just watch it for a while, three hours a day," for fear that Su Lang wouldn't agree, Bai Qianyu hurriedly said: "Just watch it for an hour, okay? Okay, Su Lang?"

"Hey, okay. "Su Lang can't stand Bai Qianyu's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and has always been pampered like her sister.

"However, it's only an hour!" he added, knowing that Bai Qianyu had always been unable to control himself.

"Hmm. Bai Qianyu hurriedly agreed.

When Su Lang finally rushed over and put the steaming soup and meals on the table, Bai Qianyu didn't care about eating, opened the laptop, connected the mobile phone's own traffic to the Internet, and then quickly clicked on the webpage and turned to the page of "The Book of Another World".

As expected, the button for "New Chapter" is still gray.

Bai Qianyu looked at the computer and lowered his head in a little disappointment.

"Qianyu, you have to eat on time, you know?" Su Lang put the meal on the small board on the hospital bed for Bai Qianyu: "Wei Xiao, he is just a character in your text, it is fictional, you know?" He looked at her worriedly: "Even if you say that you have really been to that other world and seen him." You're a sick person now, you have to take care of yourself first, you know?"

"But......" Bai Qianyu lowered his head thoughtfully: "I can feel it, he is alive, just like us!"

—the warmth of the skin in his palm when he took her hand in the woods, the heartbeat in her chest when he took her into his arms in the barracks, the warm blood that flowed from his body when he was tortured, and the eyes that made one sink into it at a glance like a sea of stars......

"I can't help but save him," Bai Qianyu raised his head and looked at Su Lang seriously: "I am an author, in the past few days in the hospital, I sometimes think that if I only have ninety-nine days left in my life, then what I want to do most is to work hard to finish writing and give him a happy ending, because it is me who gave him an unfortunate beginning." ”

"Qianyu ......" was obviously moved, Su Lang gave up his insistence, opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he picked up the mobile phone and walked to the window, answered a call, and walked back to Bai Qianyu's bedside: "Qianyu, I'm a little anxious, I have to deal with it, I'll come to see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Well, you go get busy first. Bai Qianyu knew that it was not a last resort, and he would not leave him at this time.

Su Lang put the chopsticks in Bai Qianyu's hand: "Eat while it's hot, take care of yourself, Qianyu." ”

He glanced at Bai Qianyu deeply, and then turned to leave.

Bai Qianyu finished eating, washed the dishes and chopsticks, leaned on the pillow, looked at the gray ceiling with his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, when Bai Qianyu was aimlessly flipping through the dots in his notebook, Dr. Zhao walked in quietly.

"What are you looking at?" Dr. Zhao leaned his head over and looked at the pages in her notebook.

Bai Qianyu was startled, raised his head, and covered his chest: "Doctor Zhao, why do you walk like a cat without sound?"

"Because I've practiced. Dr. Zhao made a rare joke, he didn't have a ward round at night, he didn't wear glasses, and his facial features looked more handsome and three-dimensional.

"Why are you still here?" Bai Qianyu remembered that at this time, Dr. Zhao should have left work a long time ago.

"I'm on duty tonight. Dr. Zhao replied simply, and resumed his professional coldness: "So I'll stop by to see you." ”

He picked up the notebook from Bai Qianyu's lap with one hand, and in Bai Qianyu's surprised gaze, he held it under his armpit: "I am your attending doctor, now please cooperate with my treatment, from now on, I will confiscate your notebook." ”

"This ......" Bai Qianyu wanted to snatch back the notebook, but was quickly dodged by Dr. Zhao.

He looked at her as a victor: "Don't forget that I'm practicing Budokon and Sanda every day, patient. ”

Seeing Bai Qianyu's expression again, he did not forget to explain: "Budokon, called martial arts soul in Chinese, was created by American fitness expert Cameron Shane, and it is very popular in American gyms. ”

With a depressed expression, Bai Qianyu watched Dr. Zhao whistle and walk out of the ward in style.

She wanted to cry without tears.

It wasn't until 10 o'clock the next morning that Dr. Zhao walked into the ward again, this time he was not wearing a white coat, but a dark blue fleece jacket, a dark gray T-shirt and a pair of ginger slacks, which looked eye-catching and energetic.

He returned the laptop to Bai Qianyu, and gave him an extra small black thing like a USB flash drive.

He was already overjoyed to be able to return the notebook to Zhao Bai Qianyu, but what is this USB flash drive-like thing?

"A portable Wifi," Dr. Zhao demonstrated: "Look, plug it into the computer, and then set it up, so that you can access the Internet." ”

He set up Bai Qianyu's laptop for her and put it at the head of her bed: "In this way, you don't have to use the laptop to rub the traffic of your mobile phone." ”