flstandardbreds Chapter 128 Are you chasing him?
Chapter 128 Are you chasing him?
When Nan Kaijie is not working, his expression is softer.
"I've noticed you always sit in the corner by the window in the cafeteria," he said casually, handing her a teacup and a tissue. "I guessed you like window seats, so I mentioned it when I made the reservation."
Wen Zhixia was a little surprised and stopped taking the cup.
Nan Kaijie smiled faintly, "Am I wrong?"
"Ah, no," Wen Zhixia said a little embarrassedly, "Yes, I do like sitting by the window, but I didn't expect you to notice me."
Nan Kaijie paused, looked at the menu quietly for a while, and asked her, "You don't want onions in your chicken burger, right? And you want mayonnaise on your salad. And the drink is black tea. Don't drink coffee at this time."
Wen Zhixia was extremely surprised when she heard this. "Director Nan, how did you know I like to eat this kind of food?"
"In the cafeteria, I sometimes pass by your table," Nan Kaijie said, "and you pick out all the onions from your salad, and you like Kung Pao Chicken. It's obvious. When I greet you, I can see it when I look down, and I remember it."
Wen Zhixia felt a little emotional.
Many things can be remembered if you pay a little attention.
"I didn't mean to spy on you," Nan Kaijie explained when she didn't say anything. "It's just that your... gentleman made quite a commotion in the hospital a while ago, and I noticed you then, and then I heard some things about you. But I don't remember useless things, and I've forgotten all that groundless gossip."
Wen Zhixia smiled bitterly, "Of course I don't mind, and I divorced him."
Nan Kaijie nodded, and seeing her somewhat embarrassed expression, he changed the subject and said, "By the way, how are the critically ill patients you have now? Are you encountering any difficult problems?"
When talking about his own research field, Wen Zhixia immediately opened up.
"Yes, it's a patient from Fu Ying Park. I noticed that his back fascia was inflamed, but the surrounding skin had mild burns. I'm currently giving him conservative treatment, but yesterday I noticed that his fasciitis has gotten worse."
"Complications," Nan Kaijie continued, "Are there any other symptoms?"
Wen Zhixia nodded, "Continued low-grade fever."
"I have two options," Nan Kaijie told her. "First, continue with your conservative treatment. First, reduce his fever, and then pay attention to his blood oxygen level..."
Just as Nan Kaijie was telling her the treatment plan, Wen Zhixia's phone suddenly vibrated.
She looked at the number and saw it was an unfamiliar number, so she didn't answer.
A few minutes later, the number called again.
"Take it," Nan Kaijie reminded her, "Don't miss the important things."
Wen Zhixia nodded apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I'll be out for a while."
She left the restaurant with her phone. Not far away, Special Assistant Liu in the private room immediately replied to Fu Ruoshi: [Mr. Fu, the wife is out]
a moment ago.
Fu Ruoshi had just gone downstairs to see off two foreign guests. When he came back and passed by the restaurant and walked towards the elevator, he happened to see Wen Zhixia and Nan Kaijie chatting happily.
He didn't know what Nan Kaijie said to her, but he saw that Wen Zhixia's eyes were full of trust when she listened to Nan Kaijie.
He once had such a trusting look, but now he has lost it.
He watched from a distance for a moment, then turned to Wen Zhixia's perspective and looked at Nan Kaijie who was sitting opposite her.
Nan Kaijie looked at her with a very focused look, and when Wen Zhixia smiled, this focus was filled with more tenderness.
Fu Ruoshi has a sharp eye and he is now 100% sure: Nan Kaijie is pursuing her.
However, at present, Wen Zhixia looks at Nan Kaijie with trust and admiration in her eyes, but not with dependence or expectation for the time being.
Fu Ruoshi could only calm his anxious heart through this not-so-rigorous reasoning.
At this moment, he watched Wen Zhixia walk out of the restaurant and walk to the side of the road. His feet were completely out of control and he walked towards her direction.
Wen Zhixia answered the strange call, "Hello?"
"Hello, is this Professor Wen Zhixia?" the voice on the other end said, "I'm Editor Lu from the Jincheng Burns Journal. We saw you submitted a manuscript to us before, and we're planning to publish a collection. We'd like to arrange a paper on wound repair with you. Is that convenient for you?"
When these words came out, Wen Zhixia's eyes widened and her phone almost fell to the ground.
She submitted three articles to this magazine, but all of them fell into oblivion.
She thought her writing was not good enough, but in fact, her email was not even opened.
Jincheng's academic circles are full of academic cliques. Top journals have long been published by those with connections, and many editors don't even check their email addresses.
"I, I," Wen Zhixia stuttered with joy, "Can I?"
Editor Lu said, "Of course, I'll add you on WeChat and we can chat online!"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhixia's heart was still beating wildly. She added Editor Lu on WeChat and turned around happily to share the good news with Nan Kaijie.
Then, she bumped into a tall, hard body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Wen Zhixia covered her forehead, "I didn't mean to..."
Fu Ruoshi was walking in a hurry and was caught off guard, so he was pushed back a step by her.
Bang, the phone fell to the ground.
When Wen Zhixia saw him, her face turned cold.
"why you?"
"I'm at work," Fu Ruoshi also pretended to be cold. "I wanted to ask you, why are you so anxious? Why are you so anxious to jump into my arms?"
He was flattering himself, but Wen Zhixia pretended not to hear him.
He bent down and picked up his phone. "I just bought a new iPhone 16. Are you going to pay for it if it's broken?"
When his phone fell to the ground, the screen lit up, and from Wen Zhixia's perspective, she could just see his phone's desktop.
It was the photo he took secretly of me sitting at the door of Mayfair.
She quickly looked away and pretended not to see it.
Before the divorce, Fu Ruoshi's desktop was always decorated with landscape photos, and he never used her as wallpaper.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia reasonably suspected that the reason why he set himself as the desk was that he had not officially announced his divorce yet, and he had to pretend to be a married man to continue to establish his husband image to those investors who did not trust him.
"Is the phone okay?" Wen Zhixia said indifferently, "If it's not broken, I'm leaving."
A deliberately cold expression, a deliberately distant tone, and an attitude of not wanting to stay even a second longer.
Doesn't she really want to be with me?
"Wait a minute!" Fu Ruoshi called her unwillingly, "Are you eating alone?"
Wen Zhixia turned around and said, "Is it not your business whether I'm alone or not?"
Now she looked at him with no emotion in her eyes. Thinking about the way she looked at Nan Kaijie, Fu Ruoshi could no longer bear it and chased after her, holding her back, "Is Nan Kaijie chasing you?"
Wen Zhixia was baffled. "Boss Fu, Director Nan and I are colleagues. Why do you always think of romance when you see people of the opposite sex interacting?"
Fu Ruoshi frowned, "Can you please stop calling me Mr. Fu? I don't have a name?"
Wen Zhixia: "Really? I don't remember."
"..."
Fu Ruoshi didn't dare to say anything about other men, but at least he observed that all the men around Wen Zhixia had their eyes on her, but she just didn't think that way.
But it's the same for what men are thinking. She doesn't know, but Fu Ruoshi knows better than anyone else.
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, "So, right after we got divorced, you openly started accepting other people's pursuit?"
"Pursuit?" Wen Zhixia wanted to laugh. "Director Nan was discussing work with me. Not everyone is as idle as you, thinking about love all day long."
I'm free? Who am I running around for? I'm free?
Fu Ruoshi was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but he couldn't do it because they were in public.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled reservedly, "So you mean, you are pursuing him?"