We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 178: Can be offended, easy to control



Chapter 178: Can be offended, easy to control

He rested for a while, then opened the door and went out.

Wen Zhixia saw that his face was pale, but his lips were abnormally red, as if he had just spit out blood.

Doctors have seen all kinds of patients and can tell at a glance if someone looks sick.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Wen Zhixia watched him sit down, "You don't look right."

"Hallucination." Fu Ruoshi said lightly again, "My throat was scratched and it hasn't healed yet. I just ate something spicy and it made me cough."

He drank some water and picked up a piece of broccoli. "Is this delicious?"

Seeing that he looked a little sick, Wen Zhixia coaxed him, "It's delicious, better than what I eat in restaurants."

Although her expression was calm, there was obvious worry in her eyes.

In Fu Ruoshi's eyes at this moment, this look of worry was more effective than a hundred kilograms of Antarctic elixir. His throat didn't hurt at all.

At least, in her eyes, I am not so insignificant.

"Then I'll come over often to cook for you in the future?" Fu Ruoshi looked at her empty bowl. "Or you can come back to our house. We have more utensils at home and the food we make will be even more delicious."

It’s time to go home. Wen Zhixia felt a little melancholy when she thought that she was about to move out, check out, and leave Jincheng.

"No thanks, Mr. Fu. Thank you for the meal tonight. I will finish it all." She took his teacup and said, "I'll add some water for you. I have some anti-inflammatory medicine here for you."

Fu Ruoshi looked at her back deeply, his expression dejected and his eyes lowered sadly.

For the next period of time, the two of them were busy like spinning tops.

Wen Zhixia moved out of the house. She didn't have many things, so she took some to Jinghai and left some in the house that Wen Litao left for her.

Fu Ruoshi first went to the Discipline Inspection Commission several times to help archive the evidence of the Xu Hui and Zhao Xiaoning cases, and helped Fu negotiate several new orders. Then he returned to the United States to continue developing Zhuorui's business.

This morning, Manhattan, New York.

As soon as Fu Ruoshi turned on his computer, the first email he received was from Dr. Li Wei.

The email was copied to him and the recipient was Wen Zhixia. The content of the email said that he would be going to Iceland to attend an academic seminar on wound repair and plastic surgery soon. He had the qualification to recommend colleagues and planned to recommend Wen Zhixia to go.

Fu Ruoshi saw that the email was sent in the morning and Wen Zhixia might not have seen it, so he sent her a WeChat message and asked her to return the email.

As soon as he sent a WeChat message, he found that Wen Zhixia hadn't replied to his message for several days.

But they were all trivial matters. After Zhao Xiaoning went in, he was not so worried now. If Wen Zhixia didn't reply, he wouldn't urge her.

However, when Wen Zhixia received Fu Ruoshi's WeChat message, she had already completed the employment procedures at Jinghai County Hospital.

She really wants to go to Iceland, but she doesn't have the chance yet.

She replied to Fu Ruoshi, "The signal in my room is bad, and I'm replying to Dr. Li."

Poor signal in the room?

Fu Ruoshi vaguely felt that something was wrong. Which room was it? If she wasn't in the hospital at this time, where else could she be if not at home?

In order not to annoy him, Fu Ruoshi suppressed his curiosity. He also didn't want to be regarded by Wen Zhixia as a doting, control-freak who only knew how to chat with her. Since he decided to be with her, he had to give her more space.

He endured it alone and replied simply, "I'm afraid you missed it, don't worry."

"Xiao Wen, what are you doing? Sending WeChat messages to your boyfriend?"

A voice came from behind, startling Wen Zhixia.

She turned around and saw Wang Xinjie, the director of general surgery and her new boss.

"Oh, Director Wang, I'm answering emails," she explained, putting down her phone. "I'm sorry I missed a few."

Wang Xinjie is in her forties, not tall, wears glasses, and has curly hair tied in a ponytail. She looks very serious.

"Xiao Wen, I'm very grateful that you're willing to come," Wang Xinjie said. "But since you're here, you need to adapt to the environment and focus on this. We don't have the facilities of your big hospitals, but the people here are simpler. As long as you work hard, we won't treat you unfairly."

Wen Zhixia nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Wang."

Wang Xinjie looked at her for a while and said, "Come with me. I'll introduce you to some people."

There are thirty people in the general surgery department, half of whom are doctors and half are nurses, six chief and deputy chief doctors, four attending doctors and four physicians. Wen Zhixia will be the fifth physician.

"These are the doctors from the burns team," Wang Xinjie knocked on the door and introduced them. "This is Cao Yong, this is Jia Xinjian, and these are Zhang Guoliang and Xing Xiaoyu."

Wen Zhixia was about to say hello to everyone when Zhang Guoliang stood up and said, "I'm going to pick up the kids. I'm leaving first."

He didn't even look at Wen Zhixia and walked straight past her.

Cao Yong and Jia Xinjian looked at Wen Zhixia without expressing their opinions.

Especially Jia Xinjian, his eyes scanned every part of her body, and finally stared at her face, his eyes seemed to be attached to her body.

Only Xing Xiaoyu greeted her warmly, "Sister Zhixia, please sit next to me. I'll clean the table for you."

"Okay, thank you," Wen Zhixia put the things on the seat.

Cao Yong's eyes followed her without blinking.

Wen Zhixia was wearing a beige windbreaker today. She had no makeup on, only some natural blood-red lipstick. Her shoulder-length black hair was simply tied into a low ponytail. Although it was elegant and simple, it highlighted her delicate facial features. She was not only beautiful but also eye-catching. Objectively speaking, it was eye-catching.

"People from big cities are different," Cao Yong smiled. "Teacher Wen looks like a college student. Are you about twenty years old?"

There is no need to include family and marital status on the secondment documents. When Cao Yong asked this, Wang Xinjie became curious.

"Yes, Xiao Wen, you are so beautiful, are you married?"

Wen Zhixia didn't want to talk about privacy, so she said, "I don't have any plans in this regard for now."

Wang Xinjie asked, "What do your parents do?"

"lawyer."

Wang Xinjie pressed the issue, "Which law firm?"

Wen Zhixia was a little annoyed by the question, "They are all dead."

Wang Xinjie was stunned. This is an orphan.

The reason why she asked so many questions was that she wanted to find out Wen Zhixia's background, estimate her value, and judge whether she could be offended and whether she was easy to control.

Originally, looking at Wen Zhixia's appearance and temperament, she thought she was a rich lady who came to experience life. But after hearing what Wen Zhixia said, she realized that she had no parents, was single, and was sent to a small place from a famous affiliated hospital. It seemed that she had no background.

Those who come here from big hospitals basically come here to gain experience and get professional titles, which means they have no backing and no one to help them.

Answering every question means that you are obedient, lack confidence and are timid.

Therefore, Wang Xinjie concluded that this little girl could be offended and manipulated.

"By the way, Cao Yong, don't you still have a few physical examinations scheduled?" After estimating Wen Zhixia's worth, Wang Xinjie instantly lost her previous friendliness. "You can do it for Xiao Wen."

Cao Yong picked up a thick stack of forms from the table and placed them on Wen Zhixia's desk with a thud. "My dear, the director needs them urgently. Please work overtime tonight. Screen the people under 65 before midnight, scan them, and send them to my phone."

Wen Zhixia was stunned.

This pile of spreadsheet pens is as long as her little arm.

"Xiao Wen, we don't have the advanced equipment you have in Dajin City," Jia Xinjian said from the side, "You need to adapt to the environment, hahahaha!"


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