He Xianmo's fingers were slightly cool and dry. His movements were very restrained, as if he was deliberately keeping a distance. He held them briefly for two or three seconds and then released them. Although his expression seemed polite, Zhou Ruo still felt that he had been growing up since childhood. His rejection can be felt in the details.
Zhou Ruo didn't care about this and said to him directly: "Then I'll have to take care of the next work."
It was just official business. Zhou Ruo wouldn't try to please He Xianmo just because he didn't like him, nor would he be as indifferent as him.
"Then the rest of the time will be left to you," the director said. "The hospital and AS need to cooperate for a long time. You can get familiar with it first. Arthur, if you don't go to the clinic today, go and confirm the list with Dara first! "
He Xianmo nodded slightly, "Okay."
Dean: "Then Dara, just go to the office with him."
Zhou Ruo: "Okay, then I'll invite you to lunch when I'm done."
After chatting in the dean's office for more than ten minutes, Zhou Ruo and He Xianmo walked out of the office under the watchful eye of the dean. Zhou Ruo took out the tablet from her bag, found the form she had made before and looked through it. She lowered her head the whole time and paid attention. He was always on the screen without looking at He Xianmo.
He Xianmo and Zhou Ruo walked side by side, looking sideways at her concentration on flipping the tablet, and he understood why the dean praised her - as a person in his early thirties, He Xianmo would not let someone show off to him. It's one thing to kill the other person with one blow. It's one thing for Zhou Ruo's personal life to be chaotic, but it's another thing to be dedicated and reliable at work.
It's just normal work together. As long as she behaves professionally enough, He Xianmo won't always look at her through colored glasses.
While thinking, the two of them had already walked to the elevator door. When they stopped and waited for the elevator, Zhou Ruo's attention was still on the screen. She was so focused that she didn't notice after the elevator door opened.
After He Xianmo walked in, he put his hand on the door and reminded her: "Dara."
Only then did Zhou Ruo react, said "thank you", and then stepped into the elevator.
The elevator door closed immediately.
There is not much traffic in the private hospital. There are only two of them in the elevator at this time. Although the elevator is not small, it is a confined space after all. Even if they stand at a certain distance, they can still clearly hear each other's breathing. .
Zhou Ruo has always been at ease in social situations. Usually when encountering this kind of situation, he would chat with the other party for a few words. But today, because the person happened to be He Xianmo, Zhou Ruo did not look for a topic and just let the situation go cold.
The elevator stopped at the cardiothoracic surgery floor. After the door opened, He Xianmo once again put his hand on the elevator door out of habit. He looked back at Zhou Ruo and said nothing, but Zhou Ruo understood what he meant and wanted her to go first. go out.
Zhou Ruo turned around and walked out of the elevator. As soon as he came out, he ran into Zeng Xu.
"Dara?" Zeng Xu was very surprised when he saw Zhou Ruo and opened his arms to hug her.
Zhou Ruo was very considerate and immediately hugged her with a smile, "Good morning, Dr. Zeng."
"You're calling me so polite, you're here to see a doctor?" Zeng Xu was amused by the name that came out of Zhou Ruo's mouth, "Don't tell me, hearing you call me that makes me feel good - eh, Arthur?"
Before Zeng Xu finished speaking, he saw He Xianmo walking out of the elevator. He was surprised. He stared at He Xianmo for a while and then looked at Zhou Ruo - was he right? They came out of the same elevator?
Zhou Ruo saw Zeng Xu's confusion from his expression and took the initiative to answer: "Your dean asked him to handle the procurement work of your department with me."
Zeng Xu was not surprised by this work arrangement. The dean always valued He Xianmo, but... He Xianmo obviously didn't like Zhou Ruo, and Zeng Xu couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Are you okay?" Zeng Xu was concerned about Zhou Ruo.
These words reached He Xianmo's ears. He adjusted his glasses, and his cold eyes swept over the two people hugging each other, and finally stopped on Zhou Ruo's face. He said lightly, "Let's talk in the office after we're done." , turned around and left.
A sentence without any ups and downs, cold and stingy even if you say another word.
Zeng Xu watched He Xianmo's figure disappear around the corner, and looked at Zhou Ruo again, "If Arthur -"
"It's okay." Zhou Ruo smiled lightly, "I believe that few adults would bring personal feelings into work."
Zeng Xu thought about it. Although He Xianmo has a cold personality, he is still very dedicated to his work. Anyway, they will not interact in private - "Then when will you finish your work and have a meal together after get off work?"
"It depends on my time." Zhou Ruo didn't give him a positive answer, "I'll get busy first."
Zeng Xu was going to make a medical appointment today, and it was almost time for his patient appointment. After saying goodbye to Zhou Ruo, he went to the clinic on the other side of the corridor.
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Zhou Ruo came to the office door and found that the door was ajar, but she knocked twice out of politeness. She originally thought she would hear words like "Please come in," but she didn't expect that she had just finished knocking on the door, but her hand had not yet been opened. Before I had time to put it down, the door in front of me opened.
The person standing inside the door was He Xianmo, and Zhou Ruo saw the hot water bottle he was holding in one hand at a glance.
"Sit down." He Xianmo said a rare word of his own initiative.
Zhou Ruo nodded, "Thank you."
There was a small public conference table in the office, and Zhou Ruo sat directly there. She took out her tablet again and entered work mode, "Dr. Arthur, let me send a product list to your mailbox, so we can talk about it. It’s more efficient.”
He Xianmo stopped at his desk to make tea, and without raising his head, he entered a series of email addresses.
Zhou Ruo didn't pay attention to what he was doing. After writing down the address, he sent the form over. When he raised his head after sending it, he saw He Xianmo making tea.
"Do you want to drink?" He Xianmo asked.
Zhou Ruo was not polite: "Have a drink, thank you."
He Xianmo was quite polite. He poured a cup of tea from a disposable cup and brought it to Zhou Ruo. He took the tea in his usual cup, then took his notebook and sat down opposite Zhou Ruo. .
He Xianmo downloaded the form and opened it to browse. Zhou Ruo took a sip of tea and followed him and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask them at any time."
"What's your name?" He Xianmo asked a very out-of-the-box question. He probably realized it, so he added: "Chinese name."
"Zhou Ruo." She reported her name, "Ruo Ji Ruo Li Na Ruo."
When He Xianmo heard her describe it like this, he raised his eyes and glanced at her. Considering her state in the relationship between men and women, she seemed to live up to her name, "I'll call you by your Chinese name, so it's easier to pronounce."
Zhou Ruo nodded. She didn't mind how others called her, "You can do whatever you want."
"However, I don't seem to know your Chinese name yet." Zhou Ruo didn't realize this until now. She subconsciously looked at the work badge on his body and found that the name on it was still his English name.
"He Xianmo." In exchange of courtesy, he also reported his name.
Zhou Ruo: "Which two words?"
He Xianmo: "Exhibition is Xian, words are Mo next to them."
