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Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist, and Vatican quietly opened the topic.

"How is Shen Zilin now?"

Did not expect that she will suddenly ask Shen Zilin, Wen Yiyan heart a tight.

Afraid of her anger, he examined her expression carefully.

Holding her delicate hand, Wen Yiyan emphasizes again that her voice is calm and rich in magnetism. "I have no feeling for her, all the help is just for the friendship of classmates."

He looked into her eyes seriously, and vowed: "I even her care and embrace, all refused to drop, my arms, can only be you."

The Vatican star did not change. He looked at his eyes and said, "you have changed."

Wen frowned and gazed at her hesitantly.

Fanxing stopped scaring him and joked, "you never said these love words before. Now how can you deceive people and open your mind?"

Eyebrows gradually relaxed, Wen Yiyan helplessly looked at her, he almost thought he said the wrong thing.

Suddenly think of Shen Zilin's illness, Fanxing eyebrows close up, "Shen Zilin she, got cancer?"

Wen Yiyan nodded and said in a low voice: "in the early stage, we must be hospitalized as soon as possible."

Fanxing did not ask any more about Shen Zilin's illness. She expressed sympathy and regret.

Within the limits of one's ability, help that does not exceed the bottom line can be tolerated and forgiven. She was willing to help, too.

But as for the stupidity of handing over his man to her, the Vatican thought that she had not yet reached this level.

She leaned over, hugged him, and whispered, "give her as much help as she can, and have a clear conscience."

"Good."

Hands around her slender waist, Wen Yiyan tightly hugs her, chin against her shoulder, gently rubbing.

The breath sprayed on Vatican's sensitive earlobe, causing her to shiver.

A little further apart, the man lifted her chin with his hand and looked deeply into her eyes.

Gaze at each other, slowly close, until his warm thin lips touch her soft lips, and a hot kiss begins.

Follow the general rules of gradual progress, kiss, enter the stage of selflessness, and then it is time to fall, undress, and compose a rhythm of love.

Finally, Fanxing fell into sleep again in extreme fatigue. Before she completely lost consciousness, she cried in her mind that she must not let him succeed next time

……

In the past two days, patients still came to make an appointment and prescribe medicine, but the situation was not particularly serious.

Fanxing looked over and over at the computer, the case record on the relevant patient information registration, heart bottom relief.

"Brahma, come here for a moment."

Jiang Ke Wenrun's voice came from behind the Vatican star. When he looked back, he saw Jiang Ke beckoning to her in silence.

The wheel of the swivel chair rubbed half a circle on the ground to make room for enough movement. Van star got up and walked to Chiang Ke's seat.

Just walked to Jiang Ke's side, did not speak, Yu Guang had already aimed at Professor Chen's familiar face in the computer. Fanxing was happy in his heart and went to the side to push a chair and sit down.

She waved her claws and said to Chen Xi on the screen with a smile, "good morning, Professor Chen!"

Jiang Ke then sat down, both of them sitting upright to the screen, with respect for Chen Xi in their eyes.

"I'm not too early here." Chen Xiyuan is in the United States, including the time difference, her time there is at night.

"Well, to make a long story short, you've been doing very well recently. I'll be back in a few days. When I get back, we'll go out and have a dinner together. It's a celebration."

"OK, thank you, Professor Chen."

"OK, thank you, Professor Chen."

Fanxing and Jiang Ke answered with one voice. They looked at each other with a smile, as if they had a tacit understanding.

Professor Chen waved his hand over there with a smile.

Looking at Jiang Ke, she asked regretfully, "are you really not thinking about it?"

Fanxing looked confused and could not understand what Professor Chen was saying. He looked at Jiang Ke with some doubts.

Jiang Ke calmly shook his head, "do not consider, now the main thing is to lay a better foundation, other things can not come."

Chen Xi nodded approvingly, "the mentality is very stable, this is a good thing. But this time, you can really try it. It's a good chance. "

Two hands and ten fingers relative to each other and put them on the table top. The thumb gently rubbed against the back of the other thumb. Jiang Ke firmly said, "it's better to wait for the next time."

Chen Xi didn't do any more persuasion. They talked about the patient again. After the basic matters were explained, they said goodbye and hung up the video call.

Looking at the computer screen that has returned to the original screen, Fanxing looked at Jiang Ke and asked curiously, "what does Professor Chen mean by what you just said?"

"Nothing." Jiang Ke collected his eyes and hid his uneasiness. "By the way, let's study the personal case of obsessive-compulsive disorder Lin Haifeng.""Good." Fanxing has never been keen on such matters. If he wants to talk about the topic, she will let him go.

She returned to her seat, found out Lin Haifeng's personal case, and began to work hard.

Jiang Ke looked at her, and for a moment, he also put himself into his work.

At work, time passes quickly.

Vatican has bowed his head for a long time. Occasionally, he looks up to relax his stiff neck and confused brain. He always inadvertently sweeps to the computer, and the days marked by red pen on the calendar are today.

Today is her husband's broken egg day!

When he glanced at the brilliant color on the calendar again and rubbed his neck, Vatican looked at the time at the bottom right of the computer screen, 16:10.

It's almost time. There are not many patients scheduled today, and the situation of inpatients is relatively stable, so it is a small idle period on the whole.

She has agreed with Jiang Ke in advance that she will leave work early today.

After sorting out the documents on the desk, vatsing raised his hand and stretched out.

A sound of rolling wheel sliding, she turned the swivel chair, facing Jiang Ke's direction.

"Elder martial brother, I'll go first."

Jiang Ke raised his head from typing, he looked at her, and his gentle voice was still, "OK, go."

"Thank you, elder martial brother."

She picked up the dark green cowhide handbag. When her hand reached forward, her sleeve moved up a little, revealing the "true" bracelet on her delicate white wrist.

She stared at the bracelet, stupefied, and after a moment, she got up laughing and left.

On the way back, Fanxing got off the bus stop about a third of the way from home, which is closest to the vegetable market.

She specially turned to the vegetable market, picked a few ingredients, and was ready to go home to show off her skills.

As soon as she got home, Fanxing first cleaned the house inside and outside. Until she had a new feeling, she began to do her second job, cooking.

The ingredients are mainly based on Wen Yiyan's taste. She chooses several light ones. She methodically processes the ribs in her hands, cleans them, cuts them into pieces, marinates them with seasonings for 10 minutes, and finally steams them in the pot.

The food is almost the same, just like the steamed spareribs in the pot. Everything else is done.

Fanxing came to the restaurant, looked at the table for a moment, as if thinking of something, finally touched his chin and nodded.

When she went shopping with Wen Yiyan in the supermarket, she saw a candlestick with a peculiar shape, a lotus flower in full bloom, and a white candle hanging from the edge of the petals.

She could almost imagine how beautiful the burning Jielian would be when these candles were lit. She was attracted by it at first sight and decided to buy it.

I didn't expect it would come in handy now.

She placed the candlestick in the middle of the Vatican star, next to the light pink Phalaenopsis for decoration in the living room.

They seldom drink wine on weekdays, but they also have several items at home to entertain some special guests. For example, mother Wen loves to drink red wine.

Fanxing put the red wine into a small half full ice bucket, put it to the right of the candlestick, and the white red wine cloth was folded and arranged aside.

Finally, she put a carefully selected medical book about thoracic surgery on the chair he sat on. On the front page of the book, she wrote with a black pen: happy birthday, dear husband, for the rest of my life, no matter whether it's snowy or windy, I'll share my white head with you. When everything is ready, she looks at the round wall clock on the wall at 17:40.

It's still early. Although it's past work time, she is used to his overtime.

Back to the study, Fanxing began to read his case information, this bow is nearly an hour.

She closed the folder and went back to the kitchen to heat the cold dish again.

After the dishes are hot, Fanxing nest on the sofa, holding a dark gray square pillow with the same color as the sofa, leaning against the convex edge of the sofa, watching TV quietly.

When the hour hand was set to eight o'clock sharp, Vatican looked at the door of the living room, and there was no movement.

He picked up the mobile phone and dialed Wen Yiyan's phone.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yiyan has just returned to the office from the operating room.

"Husband, when will you be back?"

"I just finished my surgery and I'm going back."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"Well."

After hanging up the phone, Fanxing went back to the restaurant and checked everything again. The food was hot again. After half an hour, she put the food on the table and lit the candle on the candlestick.

The warm yellow flame dances in the center of pewter, corresponding to the warm color lights in the room. The home is full of warmth everywhere.

There was a wind blowing in from the balcony, almost put out the candle light, Fanxing went to the balcony just wanted to pull the landing people up, but inadvertently saw two familiar figures downstairs.

It's fuzzy, but she can basically guess who they are by looking at her figure.Her husband Wen Yiyan and her husband's ex girlfriend, Shen Zilin.

They hugged each other.

Fanxing looked at the two people hugging under the streetlight in disbelief, thinking that the floor was too high, and he was wrong.

She hurried back to the room, picked up her mobile phone, went back to the balcony and dialed Wen Yiyan's phone.

Call through, the community, the man under the streetlight clearly also made the action of answering the phone.

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