Jiaochen

Chapter 30: His Smile Worth A Thousand Dollars (3)

The two of them entered the elevator.

It was so quiet in this building, except for the occasional patients coughing and talking, there was only the sound of the breezing wind.

Fu Yanzhi was standing next to her with one hand in his pocket, looking down at his phone.

Ji Qingying looked at him and dropped her gaze back to the sugar gourd she was holding.

All of a sudden, Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and watched the sugar gourd that was being held out in front of his eyes.

He looked at Ji Qingying, as if asking What's the matter?'.

The corners of Ji Qing Ying's lips curled, and her eyebrows were brimming with emotion as she said, "Dr. Fu, would you like to eat one?"

"No."

"Just take one."

Ji Qingying said, "There are six pieces in this skewer, I can only eat five, and it will be a waste if you don't eat the remaining one."

She then used the words Fu Yanzhi said before to silence him.

"It's not good to waste something, right?"

Fu Yanzhi: ""

He put away his phone and stared at her.

The woman in front of him was beautiful and delicate, occasionally doing things that didn't match her appearance, nevertheless it wasn't annoying.

Just like when she said she would pursue him.

And at the moment, those beautiful and seductive foxy eyes were full of seriousness.

There was no slyness, teasing, just a very serious invitation for him to take a bite.

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, he had always kept away from sweet things.

But at this moment, it was probably because the lights in the elevator had a warmth, or perhaps the seriousness of the person in front of him attracted him.

The lump in his throat rolled down and he whispered, "Thank you."

Ji Qingying handed it to him.

Fu Yanzhi bit one of them.

The exterior of the piece of hawthorn was coated with a lot of hardened sugar syrup. The moment it entered the mouth, the syrup was dispersed by saliva, and the sweet taste spread throughout his mouth.

Fu Yanzhi subconsciously frowned.

But very quickly, the sweetness of the sugar coating spread out was no longer so strong, and again, it was not too annoying.

"How is it?"

Ji Qingying smiled and asked, "Tasty, right?"

Fu Yanzhi was silent for a moment and nodded reluctantly.

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It was still early in the evening.

Ji Qingying followed Fu Yanzhi into the office, she looked at the man next to her, "I'll go back after sitting for a while, you can go and do your work."

Fu Yanzhi replied with a "hmm" and sat down, "Check the room later."

"Oh."

Ji Qingying was also eating the sugar gourd next to her.

It was very sweet, she did not eat such sweet things at night in the past.

But Fu Yanzhi had been the one to buy it and so she felt overly biased about this particular sugar gourd.

In fact, it was not so sweet and quite greasy.

The room was very quiet.

In addition to the sound of Fu Yanzhi flipping through the files, there was the sound of Ji Qingying biting into things.

The sound was light and soft.

As the wind outside the window brushed by, the sweet smell spread and imbued the whole office.

Fu Yanzhi looked down at the file in front of him for a long time, listening to the small sounds filling his ears, immediately feeling relaxed.

He looked sideways, looking at Ji Qingying who was eating very slowly.

Most likely it was a habit developed since childhood. She was only taking small bites, not making any loud noise, and looked very elegant.

His gaze fell on the side of her face, where he could see clearly her curled eyelashes fluttering.

In that moment, as if somehting had tickled the tip of his heart.

The sullen mood he was in just earlier because of the small actions of the person next to him, felt like the gloomy clouds had been dissolved.

Fu Yanzhi recalled the words spoken by Little Meng's mother.

Deep in their hearts, sending off their patients was their greatest pain. Not discharge, but to a place where they would feel no more pain and the disease would not be there.

After three years of working and being with patients, Fu Yanzhi had seen and experienced a lot.

It was not uncommon for people like Little Meng to be in this situation.

But every time, it seemed that he could not get over this hurdle.

They were a group of people, other than learning to have professional knowledge, more than anything else, they learned not to give up in the process.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they did not want to, and would not give up.

More than that, they did not want to be defeated because of external factors.

And yet, from time to time, they were.

The words can not afford weigh heavily on people when spoken.

No matter who, no one would like to deal with it.

But it was impossible to control the impulse to do it.

A hand shook in front of his eyes distracting him from his thoughts.

Fu Yanzhi looked sideways.

Ji Qingying smiled, "Dr. Fu, why are you so dazed and lost in thoughts?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "What time do you leave tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock."

She said, "By the way, do you have time on the weekend?"

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows.

Ji Qingying pursed her lips and said in a shallow voice, "The third round of our competition is public, you can come and watch if you have time."

After saying that, she hurriedly added, "Of course, the contest is not interesting, it does not matter if you do not come."

Neither did Fu Yanzhi say he would go, nor did he say he would not go.

He echoed, "How many days is it this time?"

"Ah?"

Ji Qingying froze, only a moment later did she realise and react to what he was asking, she smiled, "This time it's very short. I'll go tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be when the competition becomes public."

When calculated, the participants had only one and a half days for preparation.

Fu Yanzhi nodded in understanding.

Ji Qingying leaned on the table and stared straight at him, "Dr. Fu."

"What?"

Fu Yanzhi was looking through the files.

Ji Qingying reminded, "Arent you forgetting one thing?"

Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi looked at her uncertainly.

Ji Qingying grinned, "You haven't smiled for me yet."

Fu Yanzhi: ""

She said, "You just promised me, you should not muddle through now."

""

The two stared at each other wordlessly for a moment, and Fu Yanzhi lost the battle.

"Won't it feel weird?"

"Where's the weirdness?"

Ji Qingying justified, "Who dares to say that your smile is weird?"

She said, "Your smile is worth a thousand dollars."

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, and was amused by her words.

He laughed softly, his voice came out from his throat, not too soft, not too heavy, but just charming.

Ji Qingying looked at the pleasant expression on his face and secretly sighed with relief.

But Fu Yanzhi did not intend to let her go.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he asked lightly, "Worth a thousand dollar?"

"Yeah."

Ji Qingying nodded: "Don't you think so?"

Fu Yanzhi paused, and said without any difficulty, "I don't sell smiles."

Ji Qingying: ""

She felt like choking and replied back, "If you sell smiles, then I will go bankrupt."

Fu Yanzhi: ""

He laughed out loud and couldn't hold back, "How can you be"

"So cute?"

Ji Qingying narcissistically said, "Yes, I am so cute, does Dr. Fu want to"

Halfway through the sentence, Ji Qingying suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It was too aggressive.

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and looked at her expression which showed she was choking on her own words and hooked his lips in a rather good mood, "Want what?"

Ji Qingying: ""

She lowered her voice and slurred, "Want to love me a little."

The last few words, digested in her own mouth, Fu Yanzhi did not hear a single one.

"What did you say?"

Fu Yanzhi looked at her red ears and pressed on step by step.

Ji Qingying turned red at her own words and was just about to speak out and scold someone when a knock sounded on the door.

Zhao Yidong shouted discreetly, "Dr. Fu."

Fu Yanzhi straightened up for a second, he looked down at the time and looked at her, "I'll have someone send you back later, I'll go over to the ward to take a look."

"No need."

Ji Qingying hurriedly said, "You should go check the ward, I'll just take a cab back."

After saying that, she noticed that Fu Yanzhi's expression were not quite right.

Ji Qingying was confused and blinked, " What's wrong?"

Fu Yanzhi retracted his gaze that fell on her, and when he got up to walk out, he dropped two words not lightly but not heavily, "Be obedient."

His voice was low, and these two words felt like they were wrapped in the night, and slammed straight into Ji Qingying's ears.

It was the feeling of being spoiled.

Her little heart fluttered, and when she returned to her senses, Fu Yanzhi was already gone.

Ji Qingying inclined her head and looked at the shadow reflected in the glass window.

She could see her face.

It was very red.