Ji Ruoyu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. After a moment, he finally said with a smile, "Since I married you, I have heard many people say that my husband's career is really good. How about it? I have never said that."

I don’t think so, but today, at this moment, I am really proud that I married a good doctor."

Lu Qingfan pursed his lips and smiled, then pinched her nose, "Okay, get up. I'll take you to work. Don't be late. I'll rest at home this afternoon. Let's eat at home tonight. What do you want to eat?

vegetable?"

Ji Ruoyu didn't have any objections, so he just said let him decide.

On the other side, in the office of the director of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of the People's Hospital, Jiang Hongyuan sat on a chair with a dark face, looking at the person who came in through the door, his eyes still cold.

"Director, do you have anything to say to me?" Zhu Jiang stood in front of Jiang Hongyuan's desk and asked him.

Zhu Jiang and Yan Chuan have always been taken care of by Lu Qingfan, and Jiang Hongyuan often attends outpatient clinics, so he doesn't actually have much contact with him.

"You came just in time. Lu Qingfan told you that the patient in bed 15 would be operated on after you stabilized, right?" Jiang Hongyuan got straight to the point and directly talked about the patient in bed 15.

Originally, Zhu Jiang was worried that Jiang Hongyuan would make trouble. When he heard what he said, he frowned and nodded bravely, thinking that Lu Qingfan had told him that he might not be free tomorrow. If he happened to be able to have surgery tomorrow, he would

Let the director take charge of the matter.

So he mentioned the matter in passing, "The teacher means that the surgery will be performed when the physical condition stabilizes. He also said that he is not free on Sunday. If the surgery can be performed tomorrow, I hope that you, the director, will perform the surgery."

Jiang Hongyuan's expression remained unchanged, but he thought secretly for a while and said in a deep voice, "How is the patient now?"

Zhu Jiang said, "It's more stable than when we came here. If nothing else happens, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow may be the best time for surgery, so director..."

Jiang Hongyuan waved his hand, "It will take another two days to see the patient. It is not safe to do the surgery immediately after he has stabilized a little. Let's wait until Qingfan comes on Monday."

Zhu Jiang naturally understood that Jiang Hongyuan was just afraid of being held responsible if something happened, and thought about telling the teacher later, but Jiang Hongyuan seemed to have noticed his idea, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Doctor Zhu, bed 15

As you follow up on the patient’s condition, you should also know that with the patient’s current condition, there is not much point in performing surgery, right?”

Zhu Jiang glanced at Jiang Hongyuan and frowned, but still nodded, "It's just the family's strong request..."

"I will find a way to solve this. I will contact the oncology department. Anyway, how I pushed it here can be pushed back when the time comes. Dr. Lu has always had a good reputation and is the golden signature of the hospital. You don't want your teacher either.

Did you destroy the signboard?" When Jiang Hongyuan said this, he finally took a heavy dose of medicine, "Dr. Zhu, you know, if you want to officially work in this hospital in the future, Qingfan's signature alone will not be enough.

Bar?"

Zhu Jiang's expression froze, and then he nodded silently. Jiang Hongyuan didn't say anything more because he thought that as long as Zhu Jiang was not stupid, he should know what to do.

When he went to work in the afternoon, Ji Ruoyu told everyone the place Lu Qingfan had booked. The atmosphere in the office was very lively throughout the afternoon, and because tomorrow was not a working day, the salary was paid in advance to today.

Everyone has received a bank text message that their wages have arrived. Tomorrow is the weekend and they can rest. Naturally, they are in a better mood.

Wu Fang kept grabbing Ji Ruoyu and asking her about Lin Xun. Ji Ruoyu looked at Wu Fang's clueless look and thought, after all, Lin Xun didn't tell Wu Fang about his family and children, right? But why did that man?

So why do you believe that you can keep his secret?

She opened her mouth to tell Wu Fang, but seeing how happy she was because of her salary and tomorrow's weekend, she couldn't bear it for a moment. Forget it, let's wait until the party is over the day after tomorrow before telling Wu Fang.

When Ji Ruoyu went to the tea room to receive water, he happened to bump into Du Xiuqi who was making coffee inside. Originally, after that incident that day, Ji Ruoyu and Yan Chen were in charge of field work, so the two of them had never met.

Now that we met like this, the atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff, and the expression on Du Xiuqi's face was a little embarrassed.

Ji Ruoyu, on the other hand, said nothing and didn't even look at Du Xiuqi. He just collected the water silently. He felt that the speed of the water flow was too slow. When he looked carefully, he found that the bucket of the water dispenser was empty.

His brows couldn't help but frown.

Du Xiuqi watched from the side, then walked up on his own initiative, picked up a new bucket of water next to him, and changed it.

"Thank you." Although she didn't want to say anything more, she still had the basic courtesy. After uttering these two words, she didn't say much more.

After changing the water, Du Xiuqi stood quietly beside him and finally asked, "Ruoyu, is Wenjun... okay? Are all the injuries healed?"

Ji Ruoyu raised his eyes to look at Du Xiuqi and asked, "Have you called her?"

Du Xiuqi pursed his lips slightly, "Not yet, I don't know what to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ruoyu continued, "Then it's best not to call Wenjun. She is recovering well from her injury, so you don't have to worry about it. Also, I remember the last time we discussed whether it was fair to Wenjun.

Regarding fair things, I think my words are in vain. Everyone knows whether you are fair to Wenjun or not. However, if you still feel a little bit sorry for Wenjun in your heart, just

Please tell your mother that you can send your engagement invitation to me, but please don’t send it to Wenjun."

Du Xiuqi's face suddenly became ugly. The expression on his face was stiff, and the corners of his mouth were also stiff. This expression looked very out of place on his handsome face. He didn't know that Qu Wenyan had already sent out all the invitations.

He went out and even sent it to Ji Ruoyu. In his entire life, everything he wanted and cherished had been completely destroyed by his mother.

Du Xiuqi opened his mouth with difficulty, "We...can't even be friends, right?"

Ji Ruoyu's answer to him was just a back view of him holding the cup and walking out of the tea room after filling the water.

Tears finally fell from Du Xiuqi's eyes.

The happy atmosphere in the office was still the same as before. After Ji Ruoyu returned to the office, he quickly put aside the unpleasant mood in the tea room and laughed and chatted with everyone. Soon it was time to get off work.

Lu Qingfan had to cook dinner at home and could not pick her up. He had already mentioned this at noon, so Ji Ruoyu took a taxi home. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the aroma of food, and then heard the man's voice.

.

To be precise, it was the sound of two men talking. One of them, she could naturally tell, was Lu Qingfan, but the other one, she couldn't tell who it was.
Chapter completed!