Wen Chi now received a call from Wen's mother. Hearing her tone, he had a headache.
"Okay, Mom, I understand. I have an operation now. Let's talk about it when we get back." Wen Chi reassured.
"Okay, I won't delay your work." Mother Wen was finally willing to hang up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Chi felt a sharp pain in his temple, and even if he rubbed it hard, he would feel pain.
Every time after talking to Wen's mother on the phone, he felt helpless and had a headache.
The more he thought about it, the more his forehead hurt. He stood up and left his seat, and then decided to go to the tea room to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself.
The fragrance of tea lingers.
The person receiving the water in front of him was Dr. Zhang from the Department of Brain Surgery. Although they were not in the same department, he knew everyone who came and went.
Wen Chi has always been a hot topic in the hospital, so it's not surprising that everyone knows him.
Wen Chi's aura has always been very strong, and soon Dr. Zhang felt the coldness behind him. He turned around and smiled at Wen Chi, "Making coffee, you finally made coffee by yourself."
Dr. Wen used to be a frequent customer of Papa Xing, and he was often seen holding a Starbucks cup.
Wen Chi's mood was waning, "Well, cheer up, we have surgery later."
"Dr. Wen, you are really our idol. Whether it is work or marriage, you are successful." Dr. Zhang said enviously, "Do you know? I am almost 30 and have not yet married a wife. How many times does my mother-in-law work a day?
They called me ten times, telling me when I would be able to have a grandson, but I just shrugged it off. I was also anxious, but the fate had not come yet, and there was nothing I could do."
As Dr. Zhang spoke, his expression was very exaggerated, and he gestured towards Wen Chi. Wen Chi watched him finish getting the water, and went to get the hot water on his own.
Anyway, he has a wife, so he can only do nothing to help Dr. Zhang.
The thick and mellow coffee is pouring out, and the black foam is rolling in the cup, circle after circle, slowly making ripples.
Only then did Dr. Zhang notice that the mug in Wen Chi's hand was actually pink and had hearts on it?
He couldn't help but laugh, "Dr. Wen, you also have a girlish heart? You actually know how to use a pink cup?" It was really shocking.
"Well, my wife bought it. How does it feel? Are there any problems? Are you envious?"
Dr. Wen, what you said is very heartbreaking, "Dr. Wen, you don't want to be in front of your wife or behind your wife. You have a bit of a man's potential."
"Dr. Zhang, you don't understand. You will understand when you have a wife." Then Wen Chi asked calmly, "I don't miss my wife, do I miss someone else?"
"Uh..." Dr. Zhang was silenced by Wen Chi, feeling like he had been crushed to pieces.
"But, Dr. Wen, don't be complacent. Our department has just transferred a beautiful woman, and it's not your place." Dr. Zhang suddenly said proudly.
Wen Chi suddenly thought of Song Ying, was it her? That day, she seemed to have heard Gao Jie say that she was in the same hospital as him and that she was a brain surgeon.
Wen Chi hummed, then took a sip of coffee and asked, "What's your name?"
"Didn't you just say that you loved your daughter-in-law? Why are you interested in other people now?" Dr. Zhang smiled evilly.
Wen Chi looked at him and said, "Maybe he's someone I know?"
"My name is Song Ying who just came back from studying in the United States. She is tall and beautiful. She was called the flower of our department just after she came to report." Dr. Zhang was very proud when he said this, because he was in his own department, so