Chapter 617: 324 Judging by Appearance (First Update)
After paying the fee, Tao Qian took Ming Jing back to the operating room.
“Uncle Tao, consider the money as a loan from me, and I’ll treat you and Auntie to dinner another day.”
“You’re being too polite with me, child.” Tao Qian shook his head and laughed.
Ming Jing turned to look at him: “Uncle Tao, did you just finish your shift?”
“Yes, for us doctors, it’s impossible to have a fixed schedule. You don’t know how many times your Auntie Wu has been upset because of this.”
Ming Jing smiled: “Aunt Wu will understand.”
“It’s true that I haven’t been fair to her. I’m so busy with work, and I haven’t had much time to spend with her and our daughter. Recently, there was an opportunity to go abroad for further studies in a research base, but after considering it, I think it’s better not to be too greedy. Balancing family and career is impossible.”
As a mature man, there were many words he would rather keep in his heart, and not to share even with his closest friends. Somehow, facing this girl who was around the same age as his daughter, he felt relaxed and shared the thoughts he had been keeping to himself.
After speaking, he suddenly felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
Ming Jing smiled, “Uncle Tao, honesty is important between husband and wife. How can you know if Aunt Wu won’t support you if you don’t say anything?”
Tao Qian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile: “Living apart for two years is a huge test for any couple.”
“Is it that you don’t trust yourself or Aunt Wu? Some things, if you don’t say them, others will never know.”
When they reached the entrance to the operating room, Ming Jing said, “Uncle Tao, you should go now, so you don’t keep Dr. Han waiting.”
Tao Qian left, his face filled with thoughts.
Ming Jing sat down on a plastic bench outside the operating room, her long skirt elegantly trailing on the floor. It seemed all the noise had disappeared, and the dim light spilled like moonlight.
One by one, the Buddhist beads rolled gently over her glowing fingertips, like calm loops of time.
When Yun Mo arrived, this was the scene he saw.
The young girl resembled a quiet, serene lotus flower, far away from the noise and chaos of the world, transcendent and ethereal.
He was afraid that even a slight sound would disturb her.
She resembled the most exquisite ink painting, with simple black and white colors that surpassed the myriad of colors in the world.
Yun Mo, who had always been hard-hearted and walked out of the bullet rain, couldn’t help but soften his heart for this girl.
Han Ye is not too bad either. As the top surgeon in Jiangzhou and a well-known figure in the medical world, he still falls short when compared to Dr. Bo.
It could be the difference in looks, as looks do matter in this world.
Unless Han Ye gets plastic surgery, he won’t be able to surpass Dr. Bo in this lifetime.
Reality is ruthless; some have already lost at the starting line.
Han Ye sighed, “Just look, people are so superficial, only seeing his face. When we were in college, a group of young girls would chase after him. I would receive love letters every day, and my hands would get sore from holding them. Whenever a girl approached me, she would eventually ask about Bo Yuxun. Why is my fate so miserable, having such a brother!”
Speaking of the past brings forth a stream of bitter tears. Han Ye is a successful man, not bad-looking either, but he’s approaching forty and still single.
For years, he has topped the list of eligible single men in the medical field, yet he remains lonely. And why is that?
It’s all because of Bo Yuxun.
Once, a little temptress bewitched Han Ye, making him vow to marry no one but her, only for her to turn around and throw herself into Bo Yuxun’s arms. Han Ye was dumbfounded.
Were these sweet nothings just a diversionary tactic?
From that moment on, Han Ye was left with a deep psychological scar and never trusted women again.
“Hehe, Old Han, you’re not bad, either. Why do you have to compare yourself to Dr. Bo? There’s only one Dr. Bo in this world. Drink up, drink up! Old Tao, you too, don’t think too much. We won’t stop until we’re drunk tonight!”
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The lights in the operating room went off, and Yun Mo straightened up immediately.
He saw the young girl opposite him slowly standing up.
This girl always took her time, whether speaking or doing things. Even if the sky fell, her expression would probably remain unchanged. How could someone so young develop such composure?
It truly was a mystery.
The door of the operating room opened, and a nurse wheeled Qu Feitai out.
The youth’s eyes were tightly closed, his face pale, his former exuberance gone, leaving only a sense of defeat like a fallen leaf.
The nurse had received the notice early on—Dr. Han had personally instructed her to take this patient to his department.
A VIP single room.
As the nurse hooked up an IV drip for Qu Feitai, Ming Jing listened to her instructions and medications, noting everything down carefully.