In the evening, Yan Zhixu took out a traditional Chinese medicine bag and soaked his feet in water after dinner.
At the same time, Haishi, Jiu'an Hospital.
The air conditioner was on in the dean's office, and Fu Shimo was wearing a white lab coat that never changed, sitting on an office chair, typing on the keyboard with both hands to handle official business.
The texture of the keyboard is very light, and there is no noisy sound. The black keyboard is in stark contrast to his long, white, and skeletal fingers.
"Crack-"
The door of the office was pushed open, and Sheng Jinyun with a stethoscope around his neck pushed in.
Holding a steaming roasted sweet potato in his hand, he took two breaths, opened the sweet potato, tore off the outer skin, and threw it into the trash.
Taking a bite, the rich fragrance filled his mouth, his eyes narrowed with satisfaction, and a sigh overflowed from his throat.
"It's strange, don't they all say that Wenxiang Nephrite will make people lose their perseverance. Since then, the king will not go to court early, why are you working overtime in the hospital every day recently."
"Are you two having a fight? Or did your girlfriend leave you to go to work?"
In recent days, I haven't seen Yan Xiaoxu come to the hospital, and there is no news on Weibo. Some netizens are even more open-minded to speculate that the relationship between the two is going on.
"You are very free."
Fu Shimo didn't answer Sheng Jinyun's question, glanced at the figure sitting on the sofa, raised his hand and pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose.
The voice is low and hoarse, and there is a cold darkness in the long and narrow Danfeng eyes.
Sheng Jinyun stopped eating sweet potatoes, "I've been busy with several surgeries today, can't I take a break after get off work now?"
As he spoke, he took a bite of the sweet potato, stopped staying in the office, pushed the door and walked out.
The door was closed, and the room was lonely.
Fu Shimo stopped the movements in his hands and lay back, leaning on the black swivel office chair.
He raised his hand and took off his glasses, the black hair on his forehead was messy, and his indifferent face softened.
"Ah Xu, it's cold in the sea market."
After a long time, his whispering voice rang out in the office.
The weather in Haishi this year seems to be extraordinarily gloomy and cold, and even turning on the air conditioner can't warm the cold heart.
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The next morning.
The sky was dark, the dark clouds in the sky topped, and the purple thunder fell from the sky, as if it was about to split the heaven and the earth with an unstoppable momentum.
It was pouring rain outside, and pea-sized raindrops dripping on the eaves made a sound, and some students were awakened from their sleep.
Glancing at the gray sky, he continued to close his eyes and fell asleep.
The students in Class 4 were obviously not as happy as the other classes, and could lie down and sleep in warm blankets.
At this moment, they were standing on the playground with a standard standing posture under the heavy rain.
The rain fell and wet their clothes, their hair was wet, and the cold wind blew all over their bodies.
"Now all the students are ready for a 20-minute 4km run!"
Yan Zhixu was wearing the training uniform without an umbrella in his hand, standing in the pouring rain, soaked all over.
"Yes!"
The students of Class 4 were soaked by the rain, and their sanity was not at all in a daze.
They lined up, the pace was steady, and the team ran neatly on the plastic track.
"Da da da--"
Footsteps burst.
Zhou Xiaoxiao ran in the team, and no part of his clothes was not wet from the rain, and his clothes were soaked and sticky.
"Huhuhu..."
She endured the bone-chilling chill, gritted her teeth, and tried to follow the team's speed.
The other girls also insisted as tightly, and they can do what boys can, they are no worse than boys!