Author: Yu Chenhuan

Taking advantage of the time before lunch break, Cen Nuan came to Cen Beichen's clinic again.

Huo Qianchu lowered his head to pack up his things, busy himself without raising his head.

Cen Nuan glanced at her unhappily before looking at Cen Beichen, "Qianqian doesn't want to change the main treatment. She has been in the hospital in the past few days and will be discharged after the situation is better. You can have more snacks these days."

"I treat patients equally, and I am afraid that I will not care about them, so I will change the main treatment." Cen Beichen frowned, and was too lazy to say anything more.

Cen Nuan looked at Huo Qianchu again. She saw the words Qiao Wan posted to the group that day. After she came back, she also dug out Huo Qianchu's medical records and indeed saw the diagnosis of "retrograde forgetting".

But she didn't believe that Huo Qianchu came to Cen's hospital to work, and she had no other purpose.

Huo Qianchu packed the table and finally raised his head, "Vice Dean, Dr. Cen, you guys are busy, I'll go to have dinner first." After that, he quickly slipped out of the clinic from the side.

The clinic door closed, and Cen Nuancai said again, "The Yun family has been coaxed for the time being. I just called my grandfather. Grandpa planned to have an appointment with the Yun family to have a meal this weekend and set your wedding date. You and Qianqian are not young anymore, so don't delay it."

"I don't know if I have any problem with my expression skills or your understanding skills. I will explain it for the last time. Yun Qian and I have nothing to do with me, and I will not marry her." Cen Beichen's tone was already filled with impatience, "You should change Yun Qian's attendance as soon as possible, and don't let her use this as an excuse to come to me if you have something to do."

"I'm telling you what's going on? Are you going to be serious and endless?" Cen Nuan's last trace of patience was also exhausted, and his voice became louder. "Anyway, grandpa has already said that you have to marry, and you have to marry if you don't. You can do it yourself."

"He wants to marry him and let him marry him by himself." After Cen Beichen said that, he opened the door of the clinic and left with great strides.

The clinic door was knocked so loudly by him, which scared Cen Nuan.

Cen Nuan's face turned blue with anger and was about to leave, but when she turned her head, she saw the pen on the table looking very familiar.

She walked over and picked up the pen. She saw Cen Beichen's name engraved on the pen shell. She thought for a while before she remembered something. She unscrewed the pen shell and Huo Qianchu's name engraved on the pen core.

It was indeed the pen that Huo Qianchu gave Cen Beichen but was thrown into the trash can by her!

She broke it hard in anger and threw it into the trash can again.

*

In the afternoon, Huo Qianchu arrived at the clinic first, and after sitting down, he saw the pen in the trash can.

This is the second time she has seen this pen in the trash can. Last time she still had the intention to pick it up and put it back. This time she really doesn't want to take a look at it.

But... the pen was unwritten and opened, and her name was still on the refill. If someone discovered it, it would be bad.

After hesitating for a while, she used a tissue to cushion and picked up the pen. Her name was still there on the refill, but it seemed that she had been rubbed and the lettering was no longer so clear.

This name is in the refill core. It is logical that it does not touch anything and should not wear it.

Unless... maybe someone doesn't want to see this name, they use external force to smooth it out.

She frowned, wrapped it in a tissue, stuffed it into her bag, and planned to turn around and find a farther trash can to throw it away.

Just after he put it down, Cen Beichen entered the door with a hint of urgency on his face. He looked around on the table and asked, "Did you see my pen?"

Huo Qianchu pursed his lips gently and asked as if nothing had happened, "The one who carved your name? Didn't you still use it in the morning?"

"Yes, I can't find it." Cen Beichen flipped through the table again, but there was nothing on the table, and there was nowhere to hide the pen. "I don't remember where I put it after I used it in the morning." He said, touching his pocket and whispered to himself, "Did it fall out?"

Huo Qianchu didn't say anything. Judging from Cen Beichen's appearance, the pen shouldn't have been thrown away by him, but if he kept it with sincerity, he wouldn't give others a chance, right?

Cen Beichen checked the drawer again, then got up and walked out.

"Dr. Cen, the afternoon consultation is about to begin." Huo Qianchu spoke to remind.

"You can take the doctor first." Cen Beichen said, and left in a hurry.

It was already two hours later when Cen Beichen came back. He searched the road he had walked at noon several times, but there was no sign of a pen at all.

Maybe it fell out, but it was taken away as garbage.

He walked to the door of the clinic, sighed softly, and looked up and saw Huo Qianchu asking the patient seriously about the condition. The patient was a little old and could not understand or understand what she was saying.

She raised her voice slightly and explained patiently.

Cen Beichen curled his lips slightly. When she was not around, he held the pen and stroked her name with his fingers, as if she was with him.

Now, hasn't she returned to him?

The haze in his heart was swept away, and he walked into the clinic with a smile and sat down.

Huo Qianchu glanced at him, and saw a smile on his face, and asked, "Have you found the thing?"

"No." Cen Beichen turned to look at her, "but there is no need to look for it anymore."

Huo Qianchu knew that he probably didn't have so much patience to look for pens everywhere. After all, she had bought the pen for a lot of money and was comfortable to use. After a long time, she got used to it.

However, if Cen Beichen wants to buy such a pen, he can afford it, so why bother with a pen that has been used for several years?

Several more patients were treated. Huo Qianchu was called by Dr. Zhang to participate in an operation. After finishing her work, she had already finished her get off work. She was not on duty today and was about to change her clothes and go home.

When she entered the office, she found that Cen Beichen had not left either, so she said hello and wanted to ask him if he had something to do if he stayed. After all, she should help him share his worries with him in principle.

But when she said that, she remembered that Yun Qian was hospitalized in the hospital. Cen Beichen was probably left behind and thought that it was because of her that she didn't ask.

But when she packed it up, Cen Beichen followed her.

"Doctor Cen, are you in trouble?" Huo Qianchu turned to look at him.

"I came here in your car in the morning. I'm waiting for you to take me home after get off work." Cen Beichen said this with confidence.

Huo Qianchu could not refute for a moment, so he could only walk forward silently.

Yun Qian stood by the window of the ward, and in front of the hospitalization site was the doctor's office building. When she was hospitalized, she was standing here, watching Cen Beichen come to check the rounds before getting off work.

However, she did not wait for Cen Beichen today, but saw him and Huo Qianchu leaving the office building one after another, and then got into the car together.

She knew Cen Beichen's car, and it was obvious that the car belonged to Huo Qianchu.

Without thinking, she turned around and ran out. When she got in the car, Huo Qianchu had already driven out of the hospital gate. Fortunately, there was a traffic jam at the entrance of the hospital, and when she encountered a red light, she happened to catch up with Huo Qianchu's car.

Yun Qian was so familiar with the way Huo Qianchu was walking that he could not be familiar with him anymore. This was the way to the No. 10 Mansion!
Chapter completed!