Looking at Dr. Dong's Beiying, a flash of color flashed in Fu Jing's eyes.

She is a member of the Fu family. Everyone calls her Miss Fu and respects and compliments her.

Many people showed their kindness to her, but in her opinion, none of them was sincere.

However, Dr. Dong is not only good at medicine, but also friendly to others. He is always so gentle and doesn't seem to have a temper with anyone.

Fu Jing specially waited until 11:30 to go to the medical office.

As it happens, Dr. Dong is also there.

"Hello, isn't Dr. Feng in?"

"Oh, his office is next door, the director's office."

Fu Jing smiled. "I know. I just knocked at the door. No one answered. I thought he was here."

"No one?"

Dr. Dong stood up and looked at his mobile phone again. "That should be going to the laboratory. What's the matter with Miss Fu?"

"I just want to invite you to have dinner with Dr. Feng. It's just time for dinner. There's no other meaning."

Dr. Dong has obviously seen a lot of such things.

"Miss Fu, don't be so polite or so nervous. It's our duty to save the lives and heal the wounded. We'll study your brother's condition well. You don't have to worry so much."

Fu Jing was embarrassed. "Er, Dr. Dong, maybe I'm too arbitrary. But my rooms are booked. Why don't we go to dinner together? It's pretty close anyway, and I know you have surgery in the afternoon and won't give you wine."

Dr. Dong hesitated. "It may be too late. I'm going to enter the operating room at two o'clock."

"It's too late. It's very close to here. We'll be there in ten minutes at most."

She said so, and Dr. Dong couldn't refuse again.

"Well, wait a minute."

Dr. Dong took off his white coat and put on a light suit.

"Miss Fu, let's go."

The two men really walked out of the hospital together.

The hotel booked by Fu Jing is diagonally opposite the hospital.

"I booked a private room. What does Dr. Dong like to eat?"

Dr. Dong smiled politely, "it's OK. I'm not picky about food."

"Does Dr. Dong have any taboos?"

"No. I eat sour and spicy."

"Dr. Dong is really not picky about food."

Dr. Dong smiled and didn't answer again.

Fu Jing came, and the manager of this floor came to receive him in person. "Miss Fu is here. Please come inside. The special dishes you ordered before are almost ready. Do you want to serve them now?"

"Go ahead. Add two fresh seasonal vegetables and make a pot of good Longjing."

"Yes, Miss Fu."

Dr. Dong is a little shy. It can be seen that Fu Jing should be a regular visitor here.

After taking a look at the decoration here, the environment is not generally good.

"Miss Fu often comes?"

"It's all right. By the way, several special dishes here are good. It's just that Dr. Dong has no taboos. It seems that I guessed right this time."

Dr. Dong smiled and drank tea.

"Miss Fu, in fact, you don't have to be so nervous about Mr. Fu's operation. The main knife is Professor Feng, and the probability of success is still very high. Of course, I can't rule out some accidents during the operation."

"Dr. Dong, let's go out to dinner and stop talking about this."

Then several waiters came in, "Hello, sir and madam, serving for you."

Dr. Dong looked at the dishes that had been put up. This meal is not cheap.