As soon as he arrived at the office, Meng Nanzhi immediately took out a mask and wore it. I found another pair of blue glasses, and after thinking about it, I still felt that it was inappropriate, so I put down my hair again, looked at the mirror, and finally sat down nervously. ,

She is actually a little afraid of being recognized by Yu Jiaheng, and the reason for this is naturally because she and Yu Jiaheng had an unhappy quarrel in the year of graduation, and in the end they were not even friends, so it is best not to recognize them.

She went to see the other patients first, and not long after, a nurse came to the ward and called her: "Doctor Meng, a patient is looking for you."

The little nurse winked at her and jokingly whispered, "Yes- a handsome guy!"

Meng Nanzhi knew that it was Yu Jiaheng who arrived: "You ask him to wait for me, and I'll go over later." She pushed the glasses that slipped off the bridge of her nose, and the little nurse looked at her: "Why did you wear glasses today, don't you have myopia?"

Meng Nanzhi was speechless for a while, nudged her, and said perfunctorily: "Anti-blue light mirror, you go quickly."

The little nurse left, Meng Nanzhi finished the work at hand, and then went to the office, when she passed by the window of the corridor, she couldn't help but look at the reflection on the window glass, judging from yesterday's performance, the other party didn't recognize her, and there is a high probability that she won't be recognized today, right?

Yu Jiaheng was sitting at the door. Playing with his mobile phone, he heard footsteps, looked up at the door, and was facing Meng Nanzhi's line of sight.

His eyes were very calm, and he put away his mobile phone and stood up: "Doctor Meng?"

Meng Nanzhi maintained his composure and asked him to sit down on a chair next to him: "I can tell me more about your situation."

Yu Jiaheng touched his right shoulder: "My right shoulder hurts."

"How long has it been, can you lift your shoulder?" She got up and walked over to him, and made a comparison, "Can you lift it flat, can you put your hands above your head?"

He tried to raise his hand, frowning: "Just the last month, yes."

Meng Nanzhi saw his pain, and frowned: "Is the pain bad at night?"

He thought for a moment and replied hesitantly, "It's okay."

"Is there anything else that doesn't feel comfortable?" Meng Nanzhi looked at him.

He held out his hand: "The hand is also a little." His knuckles are slender and his nails are neatly trimmed.

"Can you hold it tight?" Meng Nanzhi's heart flashed with a moment of distress.

He pursed his lips and looked calm: "Yes, it's just a little stiff and uncomfortable when it stretches and contracts."

She sighed in her heart, the athlete really had too many injuries, where did he have such an injury in the past: "Go to register first and do an MRI."

Because Director Jiang helped make an appointment in advance, he came back after a few hours, Meng Nanzhi happened to be receiving the treatment, and Yu Jiaheng stood at the door and waited for the patient to leave before coming in.

"Upper muscle tear, finger tenosynovitis, you must pay more attention when you usually train, it has not yet reached a very serious point, you can choose conservative treatment first, prescribe a little anti-inflammatory painkiller, and recover through physiotherapy and exercise.

She paused, but again emphatically repeated: "Reduce shoulder joint movement."

Yu Jiaheng listened quietly, as if he had listened to her words.

Meng Nanzhi thought about it and then spoke: "You can choose to wear a brace for a period of time to limit the movement of the shoulder joint."

He looked at her silently and shook his head gently, Meng Nanzhi immediately felt a burst of worry in his heart, and it took a while to hide his emotions. She took Yu Jiaheng to the recovery hall, and before she reached the door, she heard a quarrel inside, just by listening to the sound, she knew who was arguing inside, and the nurse saw her, as if she had seen a savior, and trotted forward to grab her: "Doctor Meng, look at this..."

Sure enough, it was the patient's family again, his wife Yu Lihua was paralyzed, her IQ is only five or six years old, and she is now living in a nursing home in the hospital.

Because some time ago, in the renovation of the new recovery hall, the treatment equipment was crowded in this small hall, and all the patients had to line up to use it.

However, in order to make his wife use it immediately every time he comes, this patient will always come here in advance to occupy the position, so that other patients can only wait, and the good-tempered ones will not meet him like him, and the two families with a quick temper will inevitably quarrel, and the doctors and nurses will come forward to reconcile each time.

Meng Nanzhi stepped forward to interrupt the quarrel between the two: "Aunt Yu didn't come, so please give it to this patient who arrived first."

"She's a horse. "The man sat in his seat, glaring at the other family member with a fierce face. Meng Nanzhi beckoned to the nurse and motioned for her to push the patient over, and the man stood up suddenly: "What are you doing, what are you doing, do you still want to cut in line?"

Seeing that he looked like he was about to beat someone, Yu Jiaheng took two steps forward and stood behind Meng Nanzhi, looking at the man with a gloomy face.

The man didn't notice him, his attention was all on the nurse, but he refused to give up his position as a scoundrel, Meng Nanzhi sighed, she glanced at the time, and tried her best to make her tone gentle: "Everyone can understand your worries about Aunt Yu's condition, and the mood of every patient's family is the same, but this uncle arrives first, please let him use it first."

The man didn't speak, nor did he give in, Meng Nanzhi still patiently persuaded: "The treatment instrument is for the patient, and the order in which the patient arrives shall prevail.

When another family member heard this, he immediately chimed in: "If you are again. . . Stop, I won't leave when I'm done today, I'll see who can consume whom. Meng Nanzhi continued to persuade him in a guiding tone: "The treatment sequence arranged by the doctor for each patient is reasonably arranged according to the patient's situation, since the intermediate frequency therapy instrument is not arranged in the first place, then the family should also believe in the doctor's arrangement, let other patients use it first, and I hope you can abide by the regulations of the hospital."

The man's face finally loosened a little: "What are the rules of the hospital?"

"No loud noises," Meng Nanzhi's tone changed from soft to serious although he still had a soothing smile on his face, "If you continue to quarrel and affect other patients, I can only ask the security guard to come and maintain order." ”

The man finally reluctantly got out of the way, and the nurse hurriedly pushed the patient over.

Meng Nanzhi took Yu Jiaheng to the other side, she looked at the pulse electrotherapy device in front of her, and finally sluggishly swelled with embarrassing emotions: "Numb, annoying, take off your shirt..."

Yu Jiaheng took off his shirt without saying a word, but after taking it off, he said, "Doctor Meng, please close the window, I'm afraid of the cold."

Although it was autumn now, the temperature was not low, Meng Nanzhi looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, was silent for two seconds, and got up to close the window.

Halfway through the needle, he heard Yu Jiaheng speak again and prolong his tone, and said slowly: "Doctor Meng, your hand can be touched. It's a little itchy.

Meng Nanzhi took a deep breath, but his heart was broken, could he not use the adjective "touch"!

She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "You, bear with me, it's almost over!"

Meng Nanzhi was afraid that he would say anything more, so she made up her mind not to answer his words again, she wanted to pretend that she was a dumb person.

Who knows, in the subsequent series of treatments, Yu Jiaheng did not speak again.

It wasn't until the end that Meng Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully advised: "Come over every day, see the situation in ten days, and rest more often......

Yu Jiaheng listened to her while arranging ,- -her clothes, and finally, he stood up, Meng Nanzhi thought to herself, she was finally leaving, and she pursed her lips nervously.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, he was still standing still in his line of sight, she couldn't help but raise her head, looked at Yu Jiaheng in surprise, and met his eyes, those night-like eyes were looking at her quietly, and when she looked up, she spoke unhurriedly: "After so many years, Meng Nanzhi, you are still so easy to blush."

Meng Nanzhi froze directly in place, and the hand hanging by his side was startled by his words.

Yu Jiaheng turned her shoulders slightly, looked at her hand, and said in a very poor tone: "Fortunately, I pierced you at the end of the diagnosis and treatment, if this is the diagnosis and treatment process, wouldn't it be directly pierced at the wrong acupuncture point."

Then he let out a chuckle and said slowly: "Haven't you always boasted of clairvoyance, when did you wear glasses again, cover up, I can recognize you when you turn to ashes."

The difference between myopia glasses and anti-blue light glasses can still be seen if you look closely, Yu Jiaheng obviously deliberately laughed at her, Meng Nanzhi's ears were even redder, and she spoke a little stumbling: "Okay, long time no see, Yu Jiaheng." Yu Jiaheng's eyes were a little complicated, and he looked at her fixedly for a while before he spoke: "It's been a long time, you're now...

"Huh?" Meng Nanzhi was in a trance and didn't hear what he said, it could have been eight years, it turned out that he recognized himself.

"It's nothing," his tone became relaxed again, "When did Jiang Lin come to work, and he didn't catch up with his old classmates." ”

Meng Nanzhi smiled awkwardly through the mask: "I just came last year, I'm sorry, because I don't have contact information."

When Yu Jiaheng heard this, he took his mobile phone out: "Then add a WeChat now."

He handed the phone to her, and on the screen was his WeChat QR code.

Meng Nanzhi saw that he put away his cold look, and only felt that he hadn't seen him for a few years, Yu Jiaheng became a little uncertain, and she took out her mobile phone and added his WeChat.

Yu Jiaheng's avatar is a heavy sword, and his WeChat name is the pinyin of his name. I received Yu Jiaheng's first WeChat message at the moment, which was his phone number: "This is my number, I am free--get up and get together."

Meng Nanzhi understood and also sent her her number, in fact, her phone number has not been changed, but seeing that Yu Jiaheng has changed his number, it is guessed that he may not remember it for a long time.

Yu Jiaheng put away his mobile phone and put his hands in his coat pockets: "Let's go first."

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked outside the clinic with satisfaction.

When it was time to get off work, Meng Nanzhi saw Lu Weishuang's WeChat message to her: "I'm in Jianglin, invite me to dinner after work."

The message was already an hour ago, and she immediately called Lu Weishuang back: "Shuangshuang, where is it?"

"It's in your hospital, there's a café nearby.

Meng Nanzhi changed his clothes and walked to the café,- - and saw Lu Weishuang sitting behind the floor-to-ceiling window, with a computer on the table in front of him, waiting for her to work at the same time. When he saw her come in, he just swept his eyes away from her and motioned for her to sit.

After she had finished her last bit of work, she put away her computer and stood up. Meng Nanzhi took her hand, and the two slowly walked towards a nearby restaurant. Lu Weishuang is a freelancer, and he has been collecting styles all over the world for writing manuscripts all year round, and the last time he saw Meng Nanzhi was during the Chinese New Year.

Meng Nanzhi pursed his lips: "Frost, guess who I met today. Finish.

Lu Weishuang's footsteps paused, looked at her sideways for a while, and guessed: ." In.... Jiaheng?

Meng Nanzhi's eyes were full of surprise: "You can guess this!"

Lu Weishuang teased and said: "Your eyes are full of the three words Yu Jiaheng, tell me, how did you meet?"

As he was talking, he arrived at the restaurant, the two found a booth and sat down, and as soon as the waiter left after ordering, Lu Weishuang couldn't wait to ask: "I haven't said how you met!" Meng Nanzhi told Lu Weishuang about the whole process, and halfway through it, Lu Weishuang couldn't help laughing: "It's so embarrassing, Meng Nanzhi, what do you think, I'm embarrassed for you."

Meng Nanzhi touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Isn't this also to avoid embarrassment between the two of us, I haven't seen each other for so many years, and the relationship must be estranged."

"It's as if you've ever been close." Lu Weishuang raised his eyebrows.

Meng Nanzhi was choked by her words, and replied with little confidence: "I don't just describe it like that."

"But then again, what is Yu Jiaheng's figure, although he is tall when he reads, he still feels quite thin when he looks at it."

Meng Nanzhi's ears were red, and he prevaricated: "I didn't look carefully."

"Heh, come on, I'm curious about how good the athlete is," Lu Weishuang asked.

"It's just, it's okay," Meng Nanzhi replied casually. "Do you have abs, how are your pectoral muscles, the legendary inverted triangle body?" Lu Weishuang propped his chin and continued to ask with a smile.

"Frost!" Meng Nanzhi's face was so red that it was dripping blood, how could she be embarrassed to look at it so carefully.

"I really didn't see it clearly, I have abdominal muscles," Meng Nanzhi replied in a low voice.

"Where's the mermaid line?

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A bowl suddenly dropped on the table, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Lu Weishuang looked at the waiter puzzled: "We didn't order this."

The waiter explained with a standard smile, "It was ordered by the guest sitting next to you."

The two of them stood up and followed the waiter's gesture to look at it. On Jia Heng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The other party raised the cup in his hand and made a toast

Potential: "The sobering soup, specially ordered for the two of them, although I know that I am in good shape." Where there was a crack in the ground, Meng Nanzhi couldn't wait to open it and get into it immediately, but he still pretended to be calm, and greeted him with a smile and raised his voice: "What a coincidence."

Yu Jiaheng still looked serious, but there was a teasing look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed: "However, I still hope that Dr. Meng will be able to distinguish between public and private in the future, and don't take advantage of his position to take the opportunity to make any misdeeds."

I want to sew his mouth shut!

Sitting opposite Yu Jiaheng should be his team members, who were holding back a smile and shaking their shoulders violently.

Meng Nanzhi covered his face and glared at Lu Weishuang, but the initiator looked like he didn't care about himself, pointed to the soup on the side and said, "Drink, you specially ordered it for you at the same table."

Meng Nanzhi pushed the bowl in front of Lu Weishuang in shame, but his voice was subconsciously lowered: "It's for you!" The corners of Lu Weishuang's mouth curved, picked up the spoon, and teased: "If you don't drink it, then I can drink it?"

Meng Nanzhi paused, and finally gritted his teeth and took the bowl, and the soup in the bowl splashed - two drops fell on the marble table: "Bring it!"

She just wanted to get out of this place of right and wrong immediately, immediately!

Lu Weishuang wiped his mouth slowly, stood up with his computer bag, and the two passed by the booth where Yu Jiaheng was, and said hello to each other.

Meng Nanzhi held her hand, her ears and cheeks were red, but when she smiled at Jiaheng's unknown meaning, she still straightened her waist and said, "The soup is good, thank you!"

After that, regardless of their expressions, they walked straight to the cash register: "Table 9, pay."

"Table 9 has already been paid."

Meng Nanzhi just opened his mobile phone and was about to scan the code, his face full of doubts: "It's a mistake, I didn't pay for it." The waiter at the cash register smiled and explained to her, "The gentleman at table 8 bought it."

Table 8, isn't that Yu Jiaheng, Meng Nanzhi was stunned, why did he help himself pay for it.

She and Lu Weishuang looked at each other, Lu Weishuang's eyes turned, and Meng Nanzhi, who had not yet reacted, was pulled out of the restaurant.

"Eh, I haven't given Yu Jiaheng any money yet!" Meng Nanzhi was anxious.

"Didn't you say that you added WeChat, and the chat on WeChat is the same," Lu Weishuang soothed, "I still have work to do, let's go back first." ”

When she got home, Meng Nanzhi sent Yu Jiaheng a transfer: "This is the money for the meal just now, thank you," she felt that it was not appropriate after she finished playing, so she deleted it and reconsidered it.

didn't wait for Meng Nanzhi to think of the wording, and replied with a question mark on the other end.

She didn't expect Yu Jiaheng to reply to the message so quickly, so she had to reply stubbornly: "Rice money." "No, you don't." Then neatly returned the transfer.

Meng Nanzhi began to think about how to phrase it again, and before she could finish it, Yu Jiaheng's message jumped out again: "If eating my food makes you so uneasy, please come back next time."

Meng Nanzhi was discouraged, she was actually not uneasy, she felt that she hadn't seen her for many years, and when she suddenly met again, she asked the other party to invite her to dinner, which was not very good.

She really didn't know what to reply, and in the end she only replied with four words: "Okay, thank you."

The other end quickly replied to her: "You're welcome, it's just a meal, it's pity. Don't worry so much. ”

Meng Nanzhi looked at this alienated and polite conversation, and sighed, where did she care about the hundred or so yuan, so she simply threw away the phone and didn't reply.