"Okay, my mother will promise you anything."

Looking at her daughter, who has always been simple, has grown a lot all of a sudden because of the divorce, Ding's mother is very sad.

"Mom, it's not too early, I'm going to the hospital."

"Mom is with you, okay?"

Thinking that her daughter was going to the hospital to suffer again, Ding's mother immediately had red circles.

"Mom, just go to the hospital for an infusion, and you can rest assured that I will go alone. If I need someone to accompany me, I'll let Pei Kun come along. ”

Ding's mother only thought that her daughter had pneumonia, and she didn't know about her heart, and Shu Ange was afraid that Ding's father and Ding's mother would be worried when they were old.

Pneumonia is a chronic disease, and Shu Ange stayed in the hospital for two weeks before the inflammation completely subsided. But the original owner's foundation is too weak, and Shu Ange's immunity is much lower than that of ordinary people.

After his body recovered, Shu Ange planned to take some time to thank Cen Hongwen for saving his life.

But just a few days after saving her, Cen Hongwen was invited to attend a medical forum abroad, and it would take a while to come back.

The day before yesterday, when Shu Ange was receiving an infusion in the hospital, she listened to a few little nurses chatter that Cen Hongwen had come back from a meeting, but he had pressed many surgeries and needed to rotate for several days.

Shu Ange calculated the days, and planned to go to the hospital today to make an appointment for Cen Hongwen's outpatient clinic, check his body and thank him at the same time.

There were a lot of people registering, Shu Ange waited on a chair in the hospital corridor, and when her number was called, she got up with a thick medical record book and walked towards the 503 consultation room.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk......" Shu Ange knocked on the door with a delicate mood.

"Come in."

A deep, slightly hoarse male voice came through the door of the examination room.

When Shu Ange turned the doorknob and walked in, Cen Hongwen was writing on the paper seriously with his head down, and his handsome side face line made people can't help but look at it twice.

"Sit down."

Cen Hongwen didn't raise his head, and motioned for Shu Ange to sit down.

"Doctor Cen, long time no see."

Shu Ange smiled heartily, using the familiar tone of reuniting old friends.

Cen Hongwen put down the pen and raised his head, and glanced at Shu Ange, he had seen this patient.

He remembered this face deeply, but now she was very different from before, and the pale cheeks of the person who came came had two red colors.

A faint smile made the face look softer and more beautiful.

"Do you remember me?"

Shu Ange asked with a smile, Cen Hongwen was stunned, raised his eyebrows, and laughed: "I'm afraid it's hard to forget, after all, there are too few people who don't want to die, let alone so young." ”

Cen Hongwen's poisonous tongue is well-known throughout the hospital. So much so that many colleagues would tease him in private, if it weren't for your good looks, the dean's mailbox would have been blown up a long time ago.

Everyone's kind persuasion, after Cen Hongwen listened to it, he didn't take it to heart.

He is not afraid of complaints, nor is he afraid of patients who dislike him. Scientific studies have shown that patients are more likely to comply with medical advice in a straightforward way.

"What's your name?"

After the poisonous tongue was finished, Cen Hongwen brought the topic to the right track and asked Shu Ange's name.

In fact, for him, looking at the medical record book later is enough to learn her name and information.

But Cen Hongwen wants to hear her say it in person, which is a strange habit.

"Ding Peijun, Jade Pei's Pei, Gentleman's Jun."

Shu Ange smiled faintly and explained word by word, his eyes were clear and moving.

"Ding Peijun." Cen Hongwen asked routinely, "Have you bought the progress records of your previous examination and treatment?" ”

Shu Ange nodded and replied politely: "Brought it." ”

Then she added: "The last check-up was two weeks ago, and they are all here, please take a look." ”

Because of gratitude and politeness, Shu Ange held the medical record book in both hands and handed it over.

Cen Hongwen took it and did not speak again.

His eyes were slightly closed, staring intently at the medical record book, and a pair of slender fingers turned the paper page by page.

Shu Ange held his breath, Cen Hongwen was the most powerful doctor in the cardiac surgery department of Kyoto Hospital, and the result of his trial was extremely important to both her and the original owner.

"I just looked at your examination records, and with the current level of medical care, surgery is not a problem at all. It's just ......" Cen Hongwen paused, raised his head, and his two black eyes stared at Shu Ange.

"Still, what......"

Shu Ange clenched his palms, and his face unconsciously showed a little uneasiness.

Seeing her like this, Cen Hongwen suddenly felt a little unbearable, retracted the intimidating joke, and lowered his voice: "However, because you usually don't pay attention to your body and your body is too bad, the specific operation time can only be determined according to your physical state." ”

Cen Hongwen is the best and most outstanding chief surgeon in cardiac surgery in China, and since he says that he can do it, he is ninety percent sure.

Shu Ange was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Doctor Cen, I will definitely take care of my body and strive to achieve the physical indicators of surgery as soon as possible." ”

"That's the best, to be a patient, you must have the consciousness of being a patient, don't be idle and reckless. There is only one life, don't talk about cherishing life, stay up late to drink coffee and play games, and trample your body. ”

Cen Hongwen's old-fashioned advice made Shu Ange couldn't help laughing, there are too few young and individual doctors like him.

"Laughing at what?"

Cen Hongwen closed the medical record with an inexplicable face, and returned it to Shu Ange, ready to welcome the next patient.

Shu Ange didn't rush to leave, she smiled faintly, got up and bowed to Cen Hongwen.

"Last time, thanks to Dr. Cen for his help, Peijun is grateful. Otherwise, Dr. Shum, I would probably be dead by now. ”

After bowing and thanking him involuntarily, Shu Ange took the medical records and handed Cen Hongwen two notebooks.

"A little insignificant personal thought, please accept it from Dr. Cen."

The hospital expressly prohibits the acceptance of red envelopes and other finances, Cen Hongwen has a good family background, and he is not a person with shallow eyelids and only interests.

Cen Hongwen originally wanted to directly refuse Shu Ange's gift, but after catching a glimpse of the word "chess game" on the cover, he was stunned for a moment and asked: "This is a chess game, what kind of chess game?" ”

"It's the only Go game I've collected." Shu Ange nodded, smiling like a flower, "I heard that Dr. Cen likes to play Go, I just happened to accidentally collect two Go Zhenlong games before, and I hope you don't dislike the gift is too thin." ”

Of course, this is all Shu Ange's excuse, she was originally a Go master, and she didn't know how many rare chess games she had seen, and it was not difficult to write down two books silently.

Shu Ange heard from a little nurse that Cen Hongwen liked Go, so she liked it and wrote this chess book.

People who love chess rarely refuse the temptation of chess games, especially if they are alone.

(I'm so sleepy, let's go to bed early)