The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 267 Rubbing shoulders (one more)

  Bo Yuxun let out a faint "um", he couldn't hear the joys and sorrows, and made people unable to figure out his thoughts.

At this time, He Xiaoyun led someone to rush over: "Hello, Doctor Bo, I am He Xiaoyun, a reporter from People Magazine. I learned that you are returning to China. Our magazine wants to do an exclusive interview for you. It will not delay you too much time. of……."

  Bo Yuxun waited for the other party to finish before saying: "Sorry, I won't accept any interviews."

  The words fell and disappeared into the crowd with long legs.

  Thin Lotus Leaf quickly trot to catch up.

  The forgotten Bo Yujiang's face was slightly stiff, he pursed his lips, and ran after him with his legs.

  Leaving He Xiaoyun and the photographer in a mess in the wind.

  This thin doctor's appearance and temperament is a celebrity loss, but he does not rely on appearance to eat, and achieves the ceiling level in his own industry, that is, lack of marketing promotion, otherwise there will be those entertainment stars.

  If he can be invited to this issue of "People" interview, it will definitely cause a huge response in the industry, but the doctor Bo is too cold.

  Bo Yuxun took a long leg, but Bo Lianye couldn't make it out of the trot. He couldn't help but shouted: "Uncle, wait for me..."

  Mingjing curled his eyebrows, turned and walked a few steps forward, and went against the flow of people.

  Bo Yuxun's footsteps suddenly stopped and turned around subconsciously.

  There are people coming and going in the airport hall, and the announcer’s sweet and standard English soundtrack can be heard in every corner of the hall.

  Pedestrians come and go, blurring in the light and shadow, only that touch of whiteness is ancient and stunning, walking slowly and slowly in the torrent of time, drifting away.

  Then, what came into the line of sight was the delicate and gentle face of the woman, with willow eyebrows, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, classical and gentle looks.

  Bo Yuxun's sword eyebrows are slightly frowning.

  A curious voice of thin lotus leaf sounded in her ears: "Uncle, what are you looking at? Are you waiting for sister-in-law?"

  Bo Yujiang came over, even she thought that Bo Yuxun suddenly stopped and was waiting for her.

  It seems that he is not so indifferent.

  Bo Yuxun did not explain, but said lightly: "You go back first, I'll go to the hospital."

  The words fell and didn't wait for the two of them, they went out and stopped a taxi, and left.

  Thin lotus leaf chasing out can only eat a mouthful of car exhaust.

   "My uncle has become so strange, so strange, and he's no longer the smiling and sunny uncle in my memory." Bo Lianye said in a melancholy voice.

  Bo Yujiang sighed softly: "Second brother...Doesn't you like me?"

"How is it possible, sister, you worry too much. No one in this world is closer than the two of you. My uncle may have just returned to China and hasn't gotten used to it. It will be fine in the future. Let's go home first, don't Make grandma wait anxious."

  The little uncle seems to be a madman. He doesn’t go home first when he returns to China, but he goes to the hospital to report. There is no one left.

  Mingjing stood at the exit of the station. Not long after this time, a man dressed in neutral walked out.

   Seeing Der Spiegel, he immediately rushed over to give a big hug.

   "My little mirror, I want to kill you."

  The people around all looked at the two with strange eyes, and their eyes seemed to say: It’s really a flower stuck in the cow dung.

   "Well, let's go back to the hotel first."

  Zheng Qing let go of Ming Spiegel with some dismay, and pinched Ming Spiegel’s cheek by the way: "I'm thin again, and I can't hold two or two flesh on my face. It makes my master feel distressed."

  Ming Jing raised the back of her hand and wiped her face.

  The two walked out of the airport side by side, the sky was hung with stars and the moon, scattered lights around accompanied by hurried pedestrians, and the cold wind blew toward each other.

  Zheng Qing stretched out his arms and took a deep breath.

   "Jingzhou, I am back again."

  Dingjing glanced at the stars and moon on the horizon, the night breeze was blowing up the skirt, and the sound was as if it had been stained by the night, and it was cold.

  "Heaven and earth turn around and spring is still there, and the moon wheel is still not yesterday..."

   People under this starry sky come and go, endless joys and sorrows, endless sadness and bitterness.

  "Don't be emotional, let's go, Lord will take you away."

  Ming Jing shook her head and brushed away the hand that fell on her shoulder: "It's late, go back to the hotel and rest."

  Zheng Qing shook his head: "The Spring Festival is so short, how can it be such a waste."

  ——

  As the top tertiary hospital in Beijing and even the country, the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has the most people at any time.

  It's dark early in winter, and it is less than seven o'clock, it is already covered with stars and the moon, and the lights are faint.

  In the Dean’s Office, an elderly man over sixties with reading glasses on the bridge of his nose was writing a meeting report when the door of the room was knocked.

"Enter."

  A black shadow came from above his head, and Dean Xu said without lifting his head: "What's the matter?"

   "Ms. Xu, I'll report to the hospital."

  This voice... Dean Xu suddenly raised his head, and the muddy pupils behind the lenses shrank in shock.

  The pen in "Pata"'s hand fell on the table, and the nib swept across the paper, drawing a winding curve.

   "Yu...Yu Xun? Don't you want to go home first to see the old lady?"

  Bo Yuxun was the plane returning home this afternoon, but didn’t he want to go home first when he got off the plane?

  After all, after so many years away from home, Mrs. Bo is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and has been waiting for him to return.

  Bo Yuxun's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Come through the entry formalities first, and officially go to work tomorrow."

  "This...Do you want to rest for two days?"

  This is too hard.

"unnecessary."

   Dean Xu coughed, "Okay, but the entry procedure is too late today, and the personnel department is off work tomorrow morning. Have you had dinner?"

  Bo Yuxun shook his head.

   "It's just right. I didn't eat either. Several leaders of our hospital have been very curious about you. I took this opportunity to get to know you. I'll call and Shu Hua is on duty tonight. He must be happy to know that you are back."

  Bo Yuxun said: "I'll go to the department to visit."

   Dean Xu nodded, and after Bo Yuxun left, he sighed: "This kid is too ambitious, really hard."

  ——

  The heart surgery was quiet, and the two nurses at the nurse desk were busy.

  Bo Yuxun saw a medical record on the table, picked it up and flipped through it.

  A round-faced nurse saw him and immediately grabbed the medical record book. When he looked up and saw the other's face, his legs were almost weak.

  He bit his finger on his colleague’s arm.

  The colleague at the desk was in pain and glared at her: "What are you doing."

   Seeing the opponent's eyes staring straight in one direction, he subconsciously looked down.

  The dark cloud covered it, and the light above her head suddenly dazzled a bit.

  The man is tall and thin, wearing a black coat, and his skin is very white and white. You can almost see the lavender capillaries in the texture.

  The gray turtleneck sweater is against the chin, without a trace of stubble.

A few strands of broken hair fell on the forehead, and under the sword eyebrows are a pair of deep star eyes, which are dark and deep. When you look at people, you are indifferent and indifferent. If you look carefully, those eyes seem to hide a lot of vicissitudes and melancholy, experiencing the hardship of the world. , And finally turned into maturity and calmness between gestures.

   Such a handsome, mature man with a trace of melancholy, even the hair is full of charm.

  The two young nurses were stunned.

  Bo Yuxun frowned his sword eyebrows lightly, tapped his fingers on the table lightly, "Where is Doctor Xu?"

  The round-faced nurse was the first to react, and squabblingly said: "Xu...Dr.Xu is in the office...Dr.Xu is on duty tonight..."

  The man nodded, and walked deep into the ward.

  The doctor’s office is at the corner deep in the ward.

  The two stared at the man’s tall and slender back, and said idiotically: "Too handsome, too handsome, is he a movie star?"

   "It should be Dr. Xu’s friend, Dr. Xu hid a friend of such a superb quality, and everyone didn’t even know."

The round-faced nurse named Zika, touched the medical record book that the man had just touched, with a foolish smile on his face: "He has a pair of beautiful hands that look like a work of art. He should be a piano player. I can't imagine that his hands are covered with dust. Looks like."

  Passing by a ward, Bo Yuxun suddenly stopped.

  "Doctor...I...I have a backache, and I can't bear it anymore." A patient's weak voice came.

"Let’s see, it’s okay, but the blood pressure is a bit high, the radiology department is off work, and the examination can't be done. I think you are psychologically affected. Go to bed early." A young female voice came from inside, and then the ward door opened. A young woman in a white coat walked out from inside.

  The woman has yellow hair draped over her shoulders, with heavy makeup on her face, her eyeliner flies to the temples, and her lipstick is bright like a mouthful of blood. As soon as she walks out, a strong fragrance of perfume pounces on her face.

  (End of this chapter)