Thinking of this, Zhuo Yang felt a little better.

He did not ask about the specific details of Pan Xiuxiu leaving alone with the male doctor that day.

So, throughout the morning, he was very happy whether he worked or was with his colleagues, with a smile on his face, giving people a sense of sight as if he was bathed in spring breeze.

He has just arrived at East China Hospital for a short time, but those who have seen him today say that Dr. Zhuo Yang is really a doctor with a good temper.

At this time, Pan Xiuxiu had just arrived at the post and was still discussing which director would take her.

The older, older people saw Pan Xiuxiu's resume and shook their heads. They were all genius, and they took the top three majors every time they took the school exam, and they published at least five papers when they were in school. This way, they didn't look eye-catching enough, and they hadn't taught them.

For a moment, Pan Xiuxiu seemed to have become a hot potato, and no director was willing to take her.

"I'll do it." Zhong Menglin stood up and pushed his glasses.

"Whether it is, Dr. Zhong, you are a young man, and you can speak better between young people." An older doctor said hypocritically.

"Yes, Dr. Liang said very well." Everyone changed their minds and quickly agreed to the resolution.

Zhong Menglin doesn't care. He is the youngest director in this circle. Unlike these old professors, they all have too many titles and heavy burdens. He is a barefoot person who is not afraid of wearing shoes.

What's more, he and Dr. Pan are quite destined, and he thinks this is quite interesting.

After deciding on this, everyone packed up their things and left immediately.

While Pan Xiuxiu was standing in a place waiting for arrangements, Zhong Menglin suddenly walked up to her. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, gentle and elegant, and graceful, just like the male lead in the Korean drama that Pan Xiuxiu was pulled by Pan Xiaoguai.

"Come with me." Zhong Menglin's voice was as gentle and elegant as he knew him.

When he arrived at his office, Zhong Menglin said loudly, "You have just entered the hospital and have a period of adaptation. From today on, I will take you, until you are familiar with all the matters in our hospital."

"Is it you who brought me?"

Pan Xiuxiu was both surprised and happy.

Originally, she came to a place where she was not familiar with the place? She was very nervous. And she didn't know which doctor would be assigned to take her, but now it's different? Zhong Menglin and she are alumni of the same school and look easy to talk to.

This is like changing from hard mode to simple mode? Of course she is happy.

Zhong Menglin saw her smile and nodded slowly.

"By the way. I'll give it to you." Pan Xiuxiu suddenly put a beautiful-looking bag in Zhong Menglin's hand.

Zhong Menglin looked in, his eyes flashing with a strange light, "Scarf?"

Aren’t these all given to the boys girls like?

"Oh, don't get me wrong. This is what my sister gave you, she..."

Pan Xiuxiu was about to continue saying that a nurse at the door shouted, "Doctor Pan? Dr. Pan..."

"Here you." Pan Xiuxiu left before she could finish her words. It turned out that the nurses asked the new doctor to recognize her face, and she couldn't wait to leave.

Zhong Menglin sat, staring at the things in the bag, recalling Pan Xiuxiu's words just now.

He savored it carefully.

Does her sister know me?

She must like me.

Otherwise, how could even her sister know me?

"Old Zhong, Lao Zhong..." At this time, someone outside the door was shouting. Seeing this, Zhong Menglin hid the bag quickly.

Zhong Menglin is actually not old, but that person is used to it. He and Zhong Menglin were roommates in the same dormitory in college.

The boy who came here was named Zhang Qiang, and the nickname in the dormitory was "Brother Qiang". The reason why he gave Zhong Menglin the nickname "Old Zhong" was because he was about to get married again, and Zhong Menglin didn't even have a girlfriend.

Zhang Qiang originally discovered that when he was in college, this guy was young, but he cultivated his character, as if he was not as good as a worldly fireworks, and he lived like an old cadre.

So he first called Zhong Menglin "Lao Zhong", and then everyone followed him.

"Old Zhong, I'll get married next month, remember to come."

"Oh." Zhong Menglin hid his things, so he was not at all nervous, and he was in a state of being in a state of meditation.

"Oh... I'm worried about you." Zhang Qiang looked helpless, "Look at how much money you have to pay, and when will you take it back? Every time you have generous share of money, just like you don't have to pay, don't follow it this time."

"That won't work." Zhong Menglin suddenly smiled meaningfully, "Maybe you will receive my invitation one day."

"How is it possible? You are obsessive-compulsive, perfectionist, and highly planned. It turns out that before being a director, he was like a monk practicing, and he has been pure and weak for so many years. Brothers admire you so much!" Zhang Qiang said halfway, glaring, "Didn't Nimo really find true love?"

"The eight characters are not yet drawn."

"That means there are signs." Zhang Qiang hooked his shoulder, "You must not be gentle this time, don't let the little girl go and feed her!"

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At this time, Zhuo Yang had been waiting in the office for a whole morning, but he had not seen the bag for a long time, and he didn't even see Pan Xiuxiu's figure.

In the afternoon, he went to the rounds with an old professor, and suddenly someone came towards him. At first he didn't see clearly, but he saw the bag clearly, exactly the same as what Pan Xiuxiu carried in the morning. He couldn't help but take a look at him twice. When the man approached, he saw the bright color in the bag and his pupils shrank.

"Doctor Zhong." The old professor smiled and greeted the person who came over.

Zhong Menglin also stopped with a bag.

The old professor pointed at Zhong Menglin and introduced, "Doctor Zhuoyang, this is Dr. Zhong Menglin from our hospital."

"This is the new Dr. Zhuo Yang. Both of them are young and promising doctors, and there are talents in the country."

Zhong Menglin stretched out his hand, very polite and elegant, "Doctor Zhuo Yang, hello for the first time meeting."

Zhuo Yang was still staring at the bag blankly, feeling absent-minded.

"Doctor Zhuo?" The old professor couldn't help but remind him.

Zhuo Yang then came to his senses, and then when he saw this face, his pupils shrank again.

That's right, Pan Xiuxiu walked with this man that day.

So it is not surprising that this scarf was given to him.

"Doctor Zhong, hello." Zhuo Yang reached out.

"Doctor Zhuo's hands are so cold, is it because of his physical weakness? Although we are very busy and tiring in our industry, we still have to take into account our physical condition." Zhong Menglin was very considerate, and his eyes behind the lens were full of sincerity.

Zhuo Yang smiled absent-mindedly, "Thank you for your concern."
Chapter completed!