Jiaochen

Chapter 17.4

Night fell.

Ji Qingying, who drank Fu Yanzhis love chicken soup, couldnt sleep until dawn.

The morning was sunny.

Ji Qingying got up, finished the incomplete draft design, and then began to make the clothes that the customers had ordered before.

She wasnt the only one in her studio, but there were some orders that the customers had specifically commissioned for her to make.

Even if they had to wait, they were willing to do so.

Ji Qingying was busy until eleven when the alarm clock went off, and then she went to the kitchen.

Her kitchen was as clean as new, and the pots and pans she bought were basically unused.

But practically every cooking utensil was there

Ji Qingying wasnt good at cooking, but she could stew soup.

She stayed with her grandmother since she was a child, and her grandmothers skill in stewing soup was very good. Over time, she also learned from her.

After Ji Qingying finished cooking the soup, she went to the Three Dishes Restaurant before going to the hospital.

It shouldnt be considered a takeaway if I went to the store to pack it right?

When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it was coincidentally time for the noon break.

She was already quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhis department. When she arrived, there was no one around.

She glanced here and there, didnt give him a call or send him a message. She found an empty seat next to the room and waited quietly.

Fu Yanzhi was very busy today.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital in the morning, a patient with a heart attack had been admitted.

It was a 60 year old grandmother who had experienced sudden chest pain.

After entering the emergency checkup, communicating with the patients family, and contacting the anesthesiologists on duty, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room. He was the chief surgeon.

Everyone in the operating room was engrossed and energized.

The sound of equipment and the breathing sounds of the patient and doctors flowed in the room.

The lights were dazzling.

But it had no effect on the people who were so used to it.

It was two oclock now.

The indicator light displayed outside the operating room dimmed, and the operation was over.

Fu Yanzhi walked out, without any fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, and those deep pupils were still bright, and when he looked at the patients family, he gave the other party an indescribable sense of security.

After handing it over to the patients family, Fu Yan Zhi wanted to go to the bathroom. Yet suddenly feeling someones gaze on himself, he raised his head.

Ji Qingying was leaning at the end of the corridor and noticed that he looked over at her, her lips naturally curved into a smile at the site.

Sunlight came in behind her, smudging a small circle of light, falling on her face, making her look bright and as if she was shining.

It was just one second.

Fu Yanzhi was distracted.

Ji Qingying saw him and gave a quick smile as he turned around and went towards the washing area.

After waiting for a long time, everything was worth it. The moment she saw him coming out of the operating room, he was wearing sterile clothes, which were in green color.

It was the most conspicuous, but also the most promising color.

The clothes didnt have any complicated designs or style, they just looked ordinary, and they didnt even look good.

However, Ji Qingying thought that the person wearing them was the best looking and greatest person in the world.

After some time, Fu Yanzhi who had changed his clothes and put on a white coat again and walked over.

Because he was wearing the sterile hat earlier, his hair still looked a little bit messy.

Why are you here?

Hearing this, Ji Qingying looked at him in amusement, Didnt I say I will bring you some lunch?

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her.

Ji Qingying knew what his look meant.

She smiled, raised her eyebrows, and said, I am here to deliver the food in order to see you. I can still wait for an hour and a half.

Fu Yanzhi was speechless.

Lets go.

Who brought you here?

Ah, the nurse from last time, Zhao Yidong.

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

The two returned to the department and saw Zhao Yidong who mistakenly thought that Ji Qingying was Fu Yanzhis cousin.

When she saw the two, she addressed him, Doctor Fu.

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

Zhao Yi Dong looked at Ji Qingying, Ms. cousin, why havent you left yet?

Ji Qingying blinked.

Xu Chengli, who suddenly popped out from nowhere, had joined in the conversation.

Ms. cousin, long time no see.

With a smile on his face, he casually said, Came to bring food for your cousin again?

Ji Qingying nodded at their wrong impression.

Yes.

Fu Yanzhi:

Xu Chengli glanced at Fu Yanzhi with a dark face and said, Why dont I have such a caring cousin?

Ji Qingying bit her lip and smiled.

Fu Yanzhi didnt like to participate in such topics and refrained from commenting. He glanced at the bag on the tabletop, Take it to warm it up and then eat it.

Okay.

After speaking, Fu Yanzhi took the paper bag with lunch inside and led Ji Qingying away.

The pair went to the hospital cafeteria.

Fu Yanzhi was a celebrity, and even the aunt in the cafeteria knew him. After hearing that he needed to reheat his lunch, she took it over actively and enthusiastically.

They sat together after the food had been reheated.

Fu Yanzhi glanced at the meal in front of him, and raised his brow slightly, Not takeaway?

Ji Qingying was being stared at by him like that, and made a strong argument, I went to pack it myself, of course, its not takeaway.

Fu Yanzhi had a glinting and sharp smile on his face.

Ji Qingying was startled, her ears were getting hot.

In her impression, he had always been so cold, making people hard to approach.

Now with this smile, his eyebrows were relaxed, and his facial lines looked softer, making it look much better.

The sound of his laughter was low and sweet, which made her heart beat faster uncontrollably.

She only realized it afterwards.

Im really done for.

The author had something to say: Dr. Fu: You only became mesmerised now?

Beauty Ji: This attractive woman was wrong!

Xu Chengli: ? Cousin?