flstandardbreds Chapter 108 Searching for his photos to satisfy your craving
Chapter 108 Searching for his photos to satisfy your craving
Wen Zhixia nodded and picked up the pen to write.
"I'll prescribe you a tube of purple flower burn ointment," she thought for a moment and said to the man, "Please keep an eye on your wife's wound for a few days to see if there are any blisters. If there are, please puncture them first and then apply the burn ointment. Also, her wound may be a little itchy these days, so don't scratch it to prevent scarring."
While she was explaining herself, the man didn't seem to be listening to what she said. Instead, he was looking at her unscrupulously, his eyes moving from the side of her face all the way up, sweeping across her straight nose, thick black eyelashes, snow-white ears, and focused expression.
Then he went down her neck...
The expression was slippery and sinister, like a snake thinking about where to bite its prey.
Wen Zhixia finished writing the medical record and looked up just in time to see the man licking his lips, which made her scalp tingle.
"Doctor Wen, your legs are so white." The man grinned and praised, "You are so feminine."
Wen Zhixia coughed and said expressionlessly, "Do you have anything else to ask?"
"There are many more," the man said with an obscene smile, standing up with the medical records in his hand. "Doctor Wen, your husband treats you very well, right?"
Wen Zhixia didn't bother to pay attention to him and said directly, "Thank you next."
As the next patient came in, the man had to leave, but when he left, his eyes could not leave Wen Zhixia, and he kept staring at her slender white calves.
After treating several patients with burns, Wen Zhixia went to the emergency room to assist Director Wu.
Mao Qianqian happened to be there too. She had recently learned that the burn department was going to be evaluated for professional titles, so she started to curry favor with people everywhere. At this moment, she was helping Director Wu disinfect the hands of a patient whose lighter had exploded. However, because she slacked off too much in her daily life, she seemed to be in a mess when it came to doing anything.
She touched this and looked that, seemingly busy all the time, but in fact she didn't get anything done.
"Xixi, give me some boric acid solution." Director Wu was busy draining fluid from a patient's blister, so he called out to her, "Also, cut me another piece of gauze."
Mao Qianqian searched the cabinet for a long time but couldn't find boric acid.
The boric acid was right next to her. Wen Zhixia couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she walked over and pointed to the location of the boric acid.
Seeing Wen Zhixia coming, Director Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhixia, you're here just in time. Help me cut a section of gauze."
Mao Qianqian was doing more harm than good here, and she wanted to kick her out, but because she was a relative of the vice president, and the vice president had personally told her to keep the child in the care of the child, she had no way of kicking her out.
With Wen Zhixia around, she was given more work to do. She was under Director Wu's command right after she entered the hospital, and her cooperation during the operation was seamless, so Mao Qianqian had no chance at all.
Mao Qianqian stood aside, her mouth busy, "Sister Zhixia, why haven't you seen your rich second-generation husband come to the hospital to pick you up recently? Have you two divorced?"
"Xixi," Director Wu frowned, "Don't talk about irrelevant things during work hours."
Mao Qianqian had her uncle's backing, so she didn't take Director Wu seriously at all. "Director Wu, this isn't a major surgery. Talking to you guys can help you relax and provide some emotional value!"
Director Wu is a good guy and didn't bother with her.
Wen Zhixia didn't indulge her, "Don't rush me, you're not going to marry him, why are you so anxious?"
"So you're getting a divorce?" Mao Qianqian's face lit up with joy. "Sister Zhixia, why doesn't Mr. Fu want you anymore? Has he fallen in love with someone else?"
Wen Zhixia: "Yeah, I'm in love with another man."
Mao Qianqian said that Fu Ruoshi didn't seem like a good person, but in her heart, she had been envious of his looks ever since she saw him next to his supercar that time, and she searched for his photos on the Internet all day to satisfy her craving.
Seeing that Wen Zhixia was not telling the truth, Mao Qianqian left the emergency room and stood in the corridor, typing [Fu Group, Fu Ruoshi, divorce] into the search bar.
The search yielded the same few blurry photos. The clearest one was a half-length shot of Fu Ruoshi at a meeting at Fu's. In that photo, he was wearing a black suit, with his head lowered so his face was barely visible. However, the clear jawline, high nose bridge, and brow bones still made her salivate.
"Hey, Director Xixi?" Xiaoya passed by the emergency room and happened to see Mao Xixi opening a photo of Fu Ruoshi and staring at it. "Isn't this President Fu? Oh, you can't even see his face in this photo. If you want a high-definition version, ask Sister Zhixia to send it to you!"
Mao Qianqian's face froze. "Who saw it? I just happened to see it!"
She was embarrassed and was about to leave when she saw Xiaoya knocking on the door of the emergency room. "Sister Zhixia, your boss Fu invited us for coffee. I brought it up for you and put it on your desk."
Wen Zhixia was concentrating on applying a bandage to the patient and didn't hear clearly. Instead, Mao Qianqian next to her stopped.
She saw the paper bag in Xiaoya's hand. It was from a niche Italian coffee shop in Jincheng. One cup cost nearly 100 yuan. The name of the shop translated as "Take me away before dawn", which was very romantic.
"Huh? Wha-what?" Wen Zhixia finished wrapping the bandage and came back to her senses. "What did you say?"
Xiaoya repeated, "Your boss, Mr. Fu, invited our department to have coffee!"
Wen Zhixia was stunned and looked at the paper bag in her hand.
This was the first time that Fu Ruoshi had treated the entire department to coffee since he married her, and he was so generous as to give them such an expensive cup. The name of the shop was even called "Take Me Away", and the metaphor of trying to please and win over was extremely obvious.
"Well, you guys drink first." Wen Zhixia said calmly, "I'll be back after I'm done."
By the time she finished her work and returned to the department office, several hours had passed.
A matte black paper cup was placed on her desk, with a red heart on the cup sleeve.
Wen Zhixia didn't know much about coffee, she only liked American coffee and had never told Fu Ruoshi about it.
"Wow, this expensive coffee is just different," Xiaoya said to her as she was writing in the medical record. "This paper cup is also very beautiful. Master Fu is really generous. Sister Zhixia, if I hang out with you, I will get to eat meat!"
Wen Zhixia smiled and said, "I'm really breaking up with him. We're getting a divorce and we're never going to see each other again."
Xiaoya's face changed and she quickly closed the office door.
"Sister Zhixia, please keep your voice down," she said, not caring whether they were getting divorced or just having a quarrel. "Don't let Mao Qianqian hear me. I just saw her going crazy over your husband's picture!"
Wen Zhixia exclaimed, "Did you see it wrong?"
"No," Xiaoya said. "I even said, if she wanted to see the photos so badly, why didn't she just ask you for them? Why is she secretly searching for other people's husbands online?"
When Wen Zhixia thought about it, she realized that there was really no photo of Fu Ruoshi in her phone.
She and Fu Ruoshi have been married for more than three years, but they don't have a single photo together, nor does she have any photos of him alone.
"I don't have a photo of him either." Wen Zhixia smiled faintly and took a sip of coffee. "This coffee is cold. I'll add some ice."
She left the office, leaving Xiaoya with a puzzled look on her face.
Wen Zhixia took a photo of her coffee in the lounge and sent a message to Fu Ruoshi: [There are still 8 days left in the cooling-off period. Don’t forget to come back on time.]
In downtown Manhattan, the hustle and bustle gradually subsided.
There were still a few lights flickering in the office building.
In the quiet office, Fu Ruoshi was looking at several documents with a slightly frown on his face.
drip.
My wife sent me a WeChat message.
Fu Ruoshi's eyes lit up. Wen Zhixia hadn't sent him a WeChat message for hundreds of years.
The next second, the shining eyes suddenly went out.
[There are still 8 days left in the cooling-off period. Don’t forget to come back on time.]