Although the time is not long, but often porridge has been very satisfied, such a day, she did not dare to think, but today, even so realized.

"Well, wipe your tears." In the room has been hard to suppress the tears, a ward door, on the "Shua" all flow out, like to put so many years of grievances are bitter general.

Thin figure, seems increasingly lonely, so many years, the only thing she learned is to be strong, can't cry, but at this time, it seems that everything is back to the beginning.

At that time, she was just a child, greedy to enjoy the moisture of maternal love.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Finally, it was Gu Zhi's voice that pulled back her thoughts. Although there were tears in Chang Cong's eyes, we could see that the joy on her face was real.

As a result, Gu's hand over the tissue, gently wipe up, behind Gu quietly put down his arm.

Originally, I wanted to comfort her, but it seemed that she was stronger than I thought. Gu Zhi lowered his eyes and covered the flash of fluctuation in his eyes

"You wait for me in the office first. I'll change the dressing for your mother first, and I'll talk to you later." When they got to the office, Gu Zhi was ready to go out with the medical record. Before leaving, he gave a command to Chang Cong.

"Well, you go quickly. I'll just wait here." Hear is to give her mother treatment, often porridge naturally won't delay, urged to go.

When she was alone in the room, Chang Cong rubbed her face. She just laughed a little stiff. Her heart, which had been hanging, calmed down. It was a rare relaxation in her heart.

I haven't been so relaxed in a long time.

Looking back, he saw that the room was still in a mess. He pulled his mouth and said, "sure enough, do doctors have any special hobbies?"

Chang Cong murmured to herself that what she said about Gu Zhi's hobby was naturally to mess up the room. With a smile on her face, she rolled up her sleeve and took the initiative to clean up for him.

After all, her mother's condition depends on Gu Zhi. She should do something. She should try to tidy up the messy papers on the table. Fortunately, there are page numbers, otherwise she really dare not move at will.

"Excuse me, are you in a hurry?" About half an hour later, Gu Zhicai came back in. After finishing cleaning up the room, Chang Cong had nothing to do, and was reading a magazine on the shelf next to him.

"It's OK. Are you finished?" Chang Cong didn't feel good. Anyway, she has nothing to do. Today, it's nothing to wait for.

"Well, otherwise you can come back very early, just on the way..." Gu Zhi said, trying to throw the medical records on the table. It's his habit. Anyway, those little nurses will sort them out for him.

It's just, how did it get so neat so quickly? Gu's eyes were filled with surprise.

Chang Cong is waiting for Gu Zhi to talk about the follow-up. Suddenly he finds that the latter is silent. He looks up at him and finds that he is looking at the table.

Hastily explained: "Oh, I'll be free then, I'll sort it out for you by the way, didn't give you any trouble?" Some are not sure, after all, she has not done this before.

"It's OK. You're very well organized. Thank you." Gu Zhi covered the look in her eyes. She did a good job. She was more delicate than those little nurses. For a "layman", she was really meticulous and attentive.

"That's good." Chang Cong is still a little embarrassed. I'm really afraid that I'll cause any trouble“ By the way, what did you just say? "

"It's OK. When I came back, I met a patient whose condition was repeated. I went to see him and delayed some time." Gu Zhi explained faintly that he didn't say that the patient was crazy and almost hurt someone. It was he who made people dizzy directly.

After all, he didn't look like he was in a mess. He couldn't imagine what he had just experienced. Naturally, he won the screams of the little nurses, and the number of little fans increased again.

After Gu Zhishi was controlled, he came back first with a wave of his hand and did not take away a piece of cloud.

Chang Cong, of course, was unimaginable. She just nodded to show that she understood. Often porridge but did not notice, should have been directly casually thrown a document, was gently placed on the table.

It's like I'm afraid of disturbing the clean desk.

"I'll change my clothes and go out for lunch. It's time for dinner." One of Gu's faces seriously suggested that Chang Cong suddenly looked at the time. It's already more than 12 o'clock. It's really time for dinner.

Just now she was so excited that she didn't notice it.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner. I'll take it as a thank you." Chang Cong didn't think there was anything wrong with this proposal. She just worried that she didn't have a chance to thank Gu Zhi. Please have a meal first.

"Well." Gu turned around and walked towards the dressing room, so Chang Cong missed the corner of his mouth, which was slightly up, obviously in a good mood.

When Gu put on his clothes and came out, Chang Cong had a bright feeling.

After changing his doctor's clothes, Gu Zhi wore a simple white shirt, which looked like the "Prince Charming" on campus. It was easy for little girls to like him.

"What are you laughing at?" Looking at Chang Cong, he laughed as if he had stolen a fishy kitten. Gu Zhi couldn't help asking, "what's wrong with me?"

While talking, he looked down at himself and didn't find anything inappropriate.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Seeing Gu Zhi's thinking, Chang Cong waved his hand.

"I just didn't react. You don't look like a doctor." About is in a good mood, along with the constant porridge wariness are much smaller, mother's things, let constant porridge for Gu's favor straight up, talk less about.

Gu Zhi noticed the change of Chang Cong, and didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth went up a little bit.

"I know why those little nurses like you so much. Are you a good schoolboy? Why are those little girls fascinated by you?"

Chang porridge deliberately blinked her eyes and joked, but she knew that the little girls were obsessed with Gu Zhi. After all, just walking in the corridor, you can see that the little girls are looking back and whispering.

Let often porridge trance between a kind of back to college life.