Zeng Xu looked at the direction Zhou Ruo was leaving and couldn't recover for a long time. It wasn't until He Xianmo stood up and walked around him to get the hot water bottle that Zeng Xu turned his attention to him.
He Xianmo deftly brewed a cup of black tea, filtered the tea leaves and poured it into a thermos cup.
"Why did you come here suddenly and work overtime?" When the woman was away, Zeng Xu's attitude was more serious, "You didn't have a day off for almost two months before, so you don't have to love work so much, right?"
He Xianmo closed the thermos cup and said: "There is an elder who has a heart condition. I will see him for a consultation later."
Zeng Xu nodded, "I see. It's a coincidence that you came here and saw my joke."
Zeng Xu is a thick-skinned person who usually plays tricks. He doesn’t seem to think this is something worth being ashamed of. He even said with a smile, “A little brat with no hair, Dara just plays with him.” That’s all.”
He Xianmo reminded expressionlessly: "Same for you."
They are all being played.
Zeng Xu sat down and touched his chin, "That's not necessarily true. She and I are obviously a better match, otherwise she wouldn't come in with me today."
He Xianmo was not a gossip, but at this moment he was really curious about how Zeng Xu and that woman met.
It seems unreasonable to talk to patients. Although Zeng Xu is carefree, he has professional ethics.
Before He Xianmo could ask, Zeng Xu had already given him the answer: "She is from a pharmaceutical company. She came to the department to discuss work with the director, and we happened to meet her. She is really to my liking."
So, according to Zeng Xu, today was just the first time they met, and then they went to the office. Assuming that the mixed-race man hadn't rushed in to fight, they might have reached the next step here.
Thinking of this possibility, He Xianmo's expression turned colder: "Don't bring women to the office in the future."
"I understand." As a friend for many years, Zeng Xu knew He Xianmo's temperament and style very well, "Isn't it because I thought you were not here today? If you are here, I will never mess around."
He Xianmo: "The office is a place for work."
His voice was smooth and impartial, and the implication was that even if he wasn't there, he couldn't bring anyone in.
"Okay, I remember." Zeng Xu smiled and patted He Xianmo on the shoulder, "I'm still too vulgar. I can't control my appetite easily. I can't compare to you, and I can stay calm."
He Xianmo had no reaction and brushed his hand away, "Let's work."
"Do me a favor." Zeng Xu pointed to the injury on his face, "Give me some medicine, Arthur."
He Xianmo glanced at Zeng Xu's stained face and bloody mouth, stood up and walked to the examination bed.
Wu Chong struck very hard. Although he only punched a few times, the opponent was so strong that he almost hit him to death. When Zeng Xu applied the medicine, he kept shouting in pain, "Damn, you struck so hard. I'll see you next time." You have to take care of him."
He Xianmo: "Can you beat me?"
Zeng Xu: "Who are you looking down on? If I didn't fight back just now, I would be playing a long game to catch the big fish."
He Xianmo paused in his action of unwrapping the cotton balls.
"If I fight back, how can I find a reason to meet Dara? You don't understand these tricks." Zeng Xu shared his tips on picking up girls with him, "I was beaten because of her, and she had a bad conscience and wanted to compensate me. I seized this opportunity and have been able to see her frequently recently."
He Xianmo pressed the cotton ball onto the bruise on his face, "Do cheaters have a conscience?"
"I noticed that you seem to have a strong opinion of Dara?" Zeng Xu raised his eyebrows and looked at He Xianmo's cold eyes behind his lenses. In his impression, he had never seen He Xianmo show such "intense" likes and dislikes for a person.
Of course, this "intense" is relative - He Xianmo is usually a person who has almost no emotional ups and downs. It's like a glass of boiled water with ice cubes. The ice cubes may melt after high temperatures, but the boiled water is still the same cup of boiled water. Plain and boring.
He Xianmo never cared about other people's affairs. Even if they were very good friends, He Xianmo always maintained a strong sense of boundaries. He had never commented on Zeng Xu's private life. Today was the first time.
He Xianmo: "Does stating objective facts count as having an opinion?"
Zeng Xu: "..."
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A week later.
Zhou Ruo came out of the laboratory and went straight to the locker room to change out of his clothes.
After dealing with Wu Chong's matter that day, her work entered hell mode. She stayed in the experimental base day and night, sleeping only three or four hours a day. When sleep became a luxury, entertainment was naturally impossible. thing.
Fortunately, this experiment has come to an end, and Zhou Ruo has received a half-month paid vacation.
Zhou Ruo had just changed his clothes when his cell phone suddenly rang.
There was an incoming call from an unknown number on the screen, and the address was London. Zhou Ruo chose to answer it after seeing it.
"HI, have you been busy lately?" The voice on the other side was a man's. It sounded familiar, but Zhou Ruo couldn't remember it.
"Who?" Zhou Ruo asked.
"You can't even hear my voice. It's really sad." The person on the other end joked in an aggrieved tone, and then introduced himself: "I'm Zeng Xu, remember?"
"Of course." Zhou Ruo rubbed his temples, no wonder the voice felt so familiar: "I'm sorry, I've been busy recently and my brain has been slow."
"Is your injury healed?" Zhou Ruo asked casually.
Zeng Xu: "The injury on my face is healed, but the injury on my heart is not - I may need you to comfort me personally. How about we have a meal together?"
Zhou Ruo was amused by Zeng Xu's humorous remarks. She also wanted to have some fun. Someone came to her door and there was no reason to refuse. So the two hit it off and made an appointment to have dinner at a restaurant near the Thames River.
——
After checking up on his father's friend that day, He Xianmo officially went on vacation.
That evening, he was invited out for dinner by his cousin who was studying in London.
He Xianmo's cousin is still in graduate school, majoring in finance. Their preferences and career plans are completely different. Therefore, when Cai Jiahe asked him which internship offer he should choose, He Xianmo did not give any advice. .
"You decide for yourself, I don't understand very well." He Xianmo said this.
"How is it possible? Sister Shilan, isn't she the same professional as me? When you—" Cai Jiahe was quick to speak and said these words without thinking. Only when he saw He Xianmo's cold face and silence did he realize that he If you said something wrong, apologize immediately: "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to mention her."
"It's okay." He Xianmo replied with two words calmly and turned his eyes casually.
Originally it was just to avoid topics that he didn't want to talk about, but unexpectedly, he saw Zeng Xu and a woman walking into the restaurant talking and laughing.
After He Xianmo saw that delicate face, he immediately remembered the drama he saw in the office that day.
"Arthur!" While He Xianmo was thinking, Zeng Xu had already walked towards him, and Zhou Ruo was standing beside him.
Someone called He Xianmo. After Cai Jiahe heard it, he turned back and looked over. With just one glance, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
Cai Jiahe stood up suddenly, walked to Zhou Ruo and grabbed her wrist, "Dara, why are you with him?"
