The early morning in a bustling city is always busy, with the streets full of cars and buses and subways.

It's such a crowded and fast-paced life, but it still makes people on the go intoxicated and can't extricate themselves.

So, even though it's only six o'clock in the morning, the city is already bustling.

Rong Ling made an appointment with Sister Qiong to discuss the script at the company on this day, so she got up very early in the morning.

In order not to disturb Rong Hang, who was still asleep in the room when he came back from the night shift, Rong Ling tiptoed to make breakfast and leave it in the pot, and then quietly left the house with his bag on his back.

When she came downstairs to the unit where she lived, the company's specially equipped business vehicle for her had been waiting for a long time.

Sitting in such a comfortable and spacious high-end business car, Rong Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart along the way, sure enough, with traffic and attention, he had all kinds of treatment.

Before, she could only sit in Sister Qiong's private car to run the notice, but now after a few cooperation talks, she can sit in a high-end business car so grandly.

Not only that, but the car is also equipped with drinking water and blankets, which can be regarded as intimate service, and the supplies are readily available.

But even so, compared with Pei Anna's ultra-luxury nanny car, Rong Ling's car is still a world of difference, far from it.

People have beds and kitchens, not to mention the notice, even if they don't live on it, there is no problem, more than enough.

Therefore, as far as her few blankets are concerned, in front of Pei Anna, they are simply sand in the desert, which is inconspicuous at all, and even completely negligible.

Although Rong Ling is happy that her attention has increased a lot, she also knows that she still has a long way to go to become the top of the top.

Especially in the face of Pei Anna, who was targeting herself in the dark, Rong Ling needed to be vigilant and be careful everywhere.

She is really remorseful now, she deleted the recording of the persecution of the original owner so simply, and did not leave a backup.

Alas, after all, it was careless.

Recently, because of the shift on duty and the activities of the publicity week, Rong Hang finally had a day off, and he didn't get up until noon.

When he walked into the kitchen sleepily, the breakfast Rong Ling had made for him in the morning was already cold and cold, and he had no appetite.

Because his body was too tired, Rong Hang didn't have the heart to heat up the food anymore, so he simply changed his clothes, washed his face, and went out directly to forage for food.

Since returning to Q City, it is really difficult for Rong Hang to have a chance to press the road leisurely.

Looking at the cars passing by the street next to him, as well as the passers-by passing by, Rong Hang had a rare sense of ease.

"Since you don't have to be a doctor today, why don't you indulge it."

Rong Hang said as he rubbed his hungry stomach, his two bright eyes looking around, as if he was looking for a lunch that matched his taste.

"Finger cakes! Delicious finger cakes! Freshly made and sold, only six yuan, plus intestines and eggs! ”

Rong Hang stood on the side of the road, originally wanting to find a restaurant to eat.

But before he could think of where to go, the cries of the stalls behind him came.

Rong Hang, who was already hungry and had not yet entered, was even more hungry when he heard this clamour.

Even his normally obedient stomach gurgled at this moment, as if complaining to him about the fact that he was being abused.

Rong Hang, who hadn't eaten a roadside stall for a long time, couldn't bear such a temptation, so he simply gave up the struggle and turned around and walked directly to the stall where he grabbed the cake.

"Auntie, have a finger cake, don't be spicy."

"Okay, no problem, young man, wait a minute, I'll make it for you after I've made this girl's share."

The aunt who grabbed the cake looked at her, and Rong Hang realized that there was still a person standing next to the finger cake stall.

This girl has a ball head on her head, and she is wearing a white casual suit, clean and tidy.

While waiting for the finger cake to come out of the pot, she kept her head down and fiddled with the phone in her hand, seeing that this should be dealing with work.

I saw that she sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled, so it seems, this job should not be easy.

It's just that the more Rong Hang looks, the more he feels that this girl's appearance is so familiar, but because of the difference in height, he is completely looking down at this time.

In addition, the girl kept lowering her head to play with her mobile phone, Rong Hang really couldn't see her face clearly, but vaguely felt as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Girl, do you want to brush this finger cake with hot sauce?"

"Yes, brush more."

The question of the aunt who grabbed the cake made the girl who bowed her head to deal with the work finally raise her head.

But her eyes were still full of joy one second, but the next second she was surprised and confused, because she inadvertently turned her head and happened to meet Rong Hang's equally surprised gaze.

The two men looked at each other, all shocked.

"Dr. Rong, why are you here?"

"Han Jiaxin? Oh my God, that's too much of a coincidence, hehe, hehe. ”

Rong Hang never thought that he just came to buy a finger cake by chance, and he could actually meet Han Jiaxin, what a bad fate it must be to have such a tacit understanding.

It seems that the world is really small.

"Young man, you're a doctor, huh? That, Auntie's waist has been hurting lately, what kind of plaster is good? ”

When the aunt who made the finger cakes heard that the customer who came to buy the cakes was a doctor, she also took advantage of the chatter and seized the opportunity to inquire about the condition.

Rong Hang thought that hiding from the health promotion would make him clean for a day. But I didn't expect that I was caught waiting for a finger cake.

It seems that the matter of health promotion is going to go with him.

"Auntie, if you have back pain, you should go to the hospital for a check-up, so that you can see the cause clearly, and it is not enough to rely on plasters alone."

After listening to Rong Hang's answer, the aunt continued to ask while busy grabbing the cake in her hand, "Then what are you curing?" Auntie looking for you, do you think so? ”

Rong Hang smiled and said, "Auntie, I am in an emergency, and you have to go to the orthopedic department or the lumbar disc department for your back pain, and there is a doctor 24 hours a day." ”

Here Rong Hang patiently answered his aunt's questions, but Han Jiaxin, who was standing on the other side and waiting for the cake to come out of the pot, snorted disdainfully.

I only heard her muttering in a low voice without good spirit: "It's really hypocritical, Auntie doesn't accept it, but the little girl is very diligent in receiving it." ”

"Little girl? What reception for little girls? ”

Although Han Jiaxin's voice was small, Rong Hang, who was a medical student, was already sensitive to hearing, and in addition, Han Jiaxin also deliberately wanted Rong Hang to hear it, so Rong Hang heard it clearly.

Originally, Han Jiaxin didn't want to hide it, so in the face of Rong Hang's questioning, she didn't hide it, and replied bluntly: "Didn't you leave names for those girls, isn't that just to let people go to the emergency department to hang your number when they are sick." Why did you get to Auntie's place and let me go to another department? It's not hypocrisy yet. ”

After Han Jiaxin finished speaking, he directly took the finger cake handed over by his aunt, and didn't want to stop for a while, turned around and left.

But Rong Hang, who was standing on the side, heard Han Jiaxin's words, and the confusion in his mind became even more.

Since he was a child, he has always said the same, and he is seeking truth from facts, so he naturally will not allow others to wronged him like this.

So, he frowned slightly, and stopped Han Jiaxin, who was about to leave with a finger cake, full of doubts, and said, "Leave a name?" What name do I keep? Besides, how do you know if I left my name or not? ”

"What kind of health promotion is you in the square downstairs of my company, my colleagues know what your name is when they come back, you didn't keep it, can they still check it?"

Han Jiaxin said with a completely reasonable attitude, but these words made Rong Hang laugh.

I saw him reply to Han Jiaxin with deep meaning: "Ah, it turns out that you are talking about that day, and the name of that day was indeed left by me." ”

"You see, it's hypocrisy."

The idea was confirmed, and Han Jiaxin was even more unhappy with Rong Hang in his heart.

But the smile on Rong Hang's face was still there, and he looked at the girl in the small suit in front of him, and explained in a patient tone: "I said the name, but I didn't say it myself." They saw the name tag on my coat and wrote it down themselves. ”

"Name tag??"

Han Jiaxin suddenly remembered that when she went to the emergency department to see a doctor, Rong Hang's white coat did have a small sign with his name and department on it.

Even she herself knew Rong Hang's name through this small brand.

Hehe, after a long time, she actually made an oolong by herself, which is really embarrassing.

"Lad, your finger cake is ready."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Rong Hang took the non-spicy finger cake handed over by his aunt with a smile, he looked at Han Jiaxin who was standing in place and was a little at a loss, and then thought about what she said just now, he couldn't help but laugh again.

Just when Han Jiaxin was about to hold her finger cake and flee the scene in a gloomy manner, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side, snatched the hand cake in her arms, and stuffed the other hand cake back.

"I said that if you have a bad stomach, you should avoid spicy, why don't you listen to it. Remember, this is the doctor's order, to be listened to. Eat something that isn't spicy, I'll take your share. ”

Saying that, Rong Hang took Han Jiaxin's spicy finger cakes, left a gentle advice, and left under Han Jiaxin's gaze.

At this moment, the sunlight happened to shine on Rong Hang's back, as if it was even more dazzling.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

Han Jiaxin heard his own speeding heartbeat.