Leaning on the office chair, with his back to the sunlight reflected out of the window, Lin Zengxian stretched while wearing a Bluetooth headset and stretched his wrist that was holding the computer mouse.
"It will indeed be very hard at the beginning. Learn more and do more. I have high expectations for you."
Not sure what the person on the other side of the headset said, Lin Zengxian showed a satisfied smile.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
There was a gentle knock on the office door.
"Please come in."
Having already guessed who might be knocking on the door, Lin Zengxian stood up and left his seat.
"Jun Lin."
Still dressed as he had been during the previous physical examination, Nai Minami walked in wearing a denim jacket, took off the cap and mask on his head, and then quietly closed the door.
Bearing the risk of almost having her thumb bitten off, the management team did not dare to be careless about Ming Jingnan's hand injury, and immediately assigned a person to take her straight to Luge Hospital.
Although the hospital that has a cooperative relationship with the company is elsewhere, Lin Zengxian is Mingjingnan's personal doctor and is far more considerate than the cooperative hospital.
There was no immediate response. Lin Zengxian pointed to the sofa with one hand and his headphones with the other. He nodded to Mingjing Nan and immediately turned around and returned to his office chair.
A little less stereotyped social etiquette, a little more familiar and natural, looking at Lin Zengxian's back and smiling, Mingjing Nan sat down without being polite, touched the small teapot on the table, and then took out a
New tea cup.
"Inauguration ceremony..."
Looking at the data on the laptop, Lin Zengxian squinted his eyes slightly, placed his elbows on the armrests of the seat, interlaced the fingers of his hands and tapped them rhythmically a few times on the back of his hands.
.
After stroking his left hand that had just finished all the treatments and had a fixator installed on his thumb, Mingjing Nan felt relaxed and looked at Lin Zengxian with interest.
The sunlight enveloped this man's figure, making his contours look much softer.
Only those eyes were focused and slightly energetic, as if they were taking a long exam.
"Keep everything simple. Just give Manager Song a hint and he will understand what I mean."
His eyes swept over the words "Busan Port", "Long Beach Port", "Port Klang" and other words on the computer screen one by one. Lin Zengxian raised his chin slightly, spread his hands apart, and clasped the thumb and index finger of his left hand together.
Massage gently.
Then, suddenly he snapped his fingers.
Mingjing Nan was still looking at Lin Zengxian, curious but not exploring.
It's like watching someone holding a chess record and playing chess with themselves.
"Well, that's it. Your main task now is to study."
With a frown between his eyebrows, Lin Zengxian's eyes softened, and his whole person returned from "a chess player" to "Doctor Lin".
With this scene in full view, Mingjing Nan moved his eyes away, looked at the small teapot on the table, pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips.
"good."
Nodding, Lin Zengxian ended the call.
Although he could not understand Chinese, it did not affect his ability to observe words and emotions. Mingjing Nan picked up the teapot and refilled Lin Zengxian's cup that was already on the table.
"Has it been taken care of? What did Dr. Jin say?"
Taking off his headphones, Lin Zengxian stood up and left his seat, walked to the other end of the sofa and sat down.
After everyone went to the relevant departments to say hello in person, Lin Zengxian asked Nan Jiaen to take Mingjing Nan through the procedures to treat the hand injury.
Looking at it now, it should be fine.
"Yes, there is no problem. Doctor Jin also said that I can rest assured."
Raising his injured hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong with him, Mingjing Nan noticed the flash of smile in Lin Zengxian's eyes and touched the tip of his nose sheepishly.
Although the idea of helping the patient establish a breathing passage was correct, Najing Nan knew that his emergency operation method was actually wrong.
She should put her index finger and middle finger into the patient's back molar, so that the entire finger is longer and the force is evenly applied, so that she will not cause excessive damage to herself.
If she puts her thumb into the patient's mouth in such a hurry, the finger will be bitten off in about five minutes.
If Lin Zengxian hadn't arrived quickly, she might have really been in trouble.
That's what Dr. Jin told her just now.
"Don't be forced to follow group activities. Take more rest recently. I will tell your manager the same."
He couldn't explain why, but Mingjing Nan felt that Lin Zengxian was feeling a little emotional at this moment.
Feeling...
[Thanks.]
In her memory, Lin Zengxian's words of thanks when he put her windbreaker on her suddenly came to mind, and Mingjing Nan lowered his head and looked at his injured hand.
Thankful, moved, and seemingly redeemed...
Lin Zengxian's "thank you" contained many emotions.
She can understand "touching", which is not difficult.
I can also understand "thank you". After all, he is a doctor and someone is helping sick patients. It is not strange for Lin Zengxian to be like this.
However, Mingjing Nan still could not understand the complex emotions of redemption in Lin Zengxian's words.
It was as if if something happened to the backup dancer, he would lose some important commitment.
From previous interactions, Mingjing Nan could feel that Lin Zengxian was a very contractual person.
Such people will not make promises easily and will also regard promises as extremely important.
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
Fortunately, his injury occurred after his debut album showcase. Ming Jingnan wanted to comfort Lin Zengxian, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he had to respond in a non-nutritious way.
"Well, let me take you back."
After scattering some old memory fragments, Lin Zengxian stood up and went to get the car keys placed on his desk.
"Lin Jun, I came here with my agent. He is waiting for me in the parking lot."
With his eyebrows slightly furrowed, Mingjing Nan immediately stood up and subconsciously reached out to pull Lin Zengxian.
When the agent sent him to the hospital, he saw the agent with his own eyes.
What's going on now?
It's like experiencing temporary amnesia or memory confusion.
Is it because of fatigue?
still……
Something to do with the phrase "thank you"?
"Sorry, I forgot."
Turning around and bumping into Mingjing Nan's concerned eyes, Lin Zengxian's heart skipped a beat and he smiled sheepishly.
"Lin Jun also needs to rest more."
Although he considers himself not a very talkative person, he never thought that he would be as speechless as he is today. When Mingjing Nan realized what he was doing, he realized that the hand he had just subconsciously extended had almost touched Lin Zengxian.
sleeves, I couldn’t help but be startled.
Buzz…
On the desktop, Lin Zengxian's cell phone vibrated.
As if he had been touched by charcoal fire, Mingjing Nan came to his senses and immediately withdrew his hand.
[Jun Lin, I have a daughter. Mother and daughter are safe.]
It was a message from Natsuhiko Uesugi.
The joy of the birth of a new life quickly dispersed all the complicated thoughts, and Lin Zengxian couldn't help but feel warm.
At the same time, the screen of Nai Minami's mobile phone in his pocket also lit up.