"Dr. Zhou, you're causing my ankle to hurt." Song Jingyu deliberately softened her voice and took time to look at him, her eyes filled with sarcasm for a moment.

"Zhou Fusheng, Director Zhong is looking for you!" At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded at the door.

It's Zhou Fusheng's colleague, Shen Zhixing.

He and Zhou Fusheng were friends in college.

Shen Zhixing was a little surprised when he saw a third person in the consulting room. He stood at the door for a while, and Song Jingyu also panicked for a while, fearing that he would find clues under the table.

Zhou Furong, on the other hand, seemed calm and unhurried. He passed by her to see Shen Zhixing at the door and asked, "Is it still that?"

Shen Zhixing came back to his senses and nodded, "Yes."

"I'm not free now." Zhou Fursheng didn't intend to go. He slowly turned over a page of cases. As if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes fell on Song Jingyu's face, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

, "She will go for me."

Shen Zhixing looked at Song Jingyu, then at Zhou Fursheng, and smiled knowingly, "That's okay."

Shen Zhixing has seen too many situations like this. There are always women chasing Zhou Fursheng to the hospital and finding various reasons to get close to her. Zhou Fursheng will have various reasons to get rid of her.

After a long time, it’s not surprising.

Song Jingyu didn't know where Zhou Fursheng's bad taste came from, but what was certain was that the starting point was definitely to embarrass her.

She struggled a few times but could not break free from his hand. He did not intend to let go, but looked at her with interest.

"What's wrong?"

"What did you say!" Song Jing's legs began to feel sore, and she gritted her teeth and glared at him.

At that moment, she suddenly regretted why she had taken him home so impulsively that night.

Zhou Fusheng still had no intention of letting go, but said casually: "Shen Zhixing has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Jingyu turned around and glanced at Shen Zhixing. He was leaning on the door frame and playing with his mobile phone. His eyes kept glancing here and there. When Song Jingyu's eyes met, he quickly lowered his head.

"I'm sorry." Song Jingyu smiled and tried to speak with a natural expression, "I was scratched by a dog a few days ago and the wound has not fully recovered yet."

Zhou Fursheng choked on a mouthful of water and coughed it up before he could swallow it. When he let go, Song Jingyu retracted her legs, then stood up and walked out of the consulting room with Shen Zhixing.

"Let's go." She smiled.

The consulting room returned to silence for a moment.

Suddenly, a rapid vibrating sound from the cell phone sounded from the table opposite.

It was Song Jingyu's mobile phone that was left here in a hurry.

He didn't pay attention at first, but the sound kept vibrating, and along with the table, the amplified sound was loud and a bit annoying. Zhou Fursheng just wanted to quickly take his phone and turn off the sound.

But unexpectedly, a familiar name suddenly appeared on the screen.

…

After get off work, Shen Zhixing came to see Zhou Fursheng for a drink.

The two of them accidentally talked about Song Jingyu while eating.

Seeing Shen Zhixing suddenly put down his chopsticks and pursed his lips and smiled softly at him, Zhou Furosheng probably guessed that it was not a normal problem.

So he immediately changed the subject, "Director Zhong didn't say anything to me this afternoon?"

"You want to ask what you didn't say to Song Jingyu, right?" Shen Zhixing revealed his thoughts with one sentence and asked with a smile.

Zhou Fusheng frowned, with a vague feeling of bad premonition in his heart, "What did she tell you?"

Seeing that his reaction was wrong, Shen Zhixing started selling the goods, "Of course, she told me that you have..."

"Already what?"
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