Admit it, you're heartbroken

Chapter 11 The Unvirtuous Girlfriend
At eight o'clock the next morning, Tang Xiaoxiang drove to the gate of Zheng Ziyue's house on time, even though she didn't need to follow the working hours of the publicity department.

Lin Qianqian, who walked into the office, saw Zheng Ziyue walking in behind before turning on the computer.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I couldn't help but nodded secretly. The girl's attitude was more serious and correct than expected.

Zheng Ziyue put the backpack on the unoccupied workstation behind Lin Qianqian, then pulled out the ipad, found the script drawn last night and walked to Lin Qianqian.

"Sister Sissy, check to see if there is anything wrong."

Lin Qianqian didn't hesitate, she just reached out to take it and looked at it seriously.

It took a while to raise his head, and he gave affirmation without hesitation.

"Yes, no problem. Every frame is very interesting. I never thought that the top students of the Academy of Fine Arts have such a deep understanding of some medical knowledge. I'm already looking forward to the finished product."

After getting the answer, Zheng Ziyue's eyes immediately turned into crescents.

"I would also like to thank the doctors in the hospital for their help."

Yesterday, everyone in the publicity department seemed to be gossiping, but Zheng Ziyue didn't dare to say Zhou Yixu's name, so she sat at the table and began to draw seriously.

Time flies quickly when you are busy, and Zheng Ziyue also enjoys the feeling of being immersed in painting.

It was not until lunch time that I stretched and walked to the staff canteen.

I simply packed a vegetarian dish and a rice and went upstairs, ready to continue painting after eating.

Without noticing it, Zhou Yixu was sitting in the cafeteria, his eyes following her.

Seeing her coming and going in a hurry, her clear spring-like pupils sank, as if she was struggling with contradictory anger, trying to break free.

Zheng Ziyue, who finished lunch quickly, buried her head in the painting seriously.

"Wow, what a cute little koala."

Suddenly, there was a sound of praise from above.

Zheng Ziyue, who was concentrating on it, was so frightened that her hands shook that she almost deleted the lines that had just been processed.

Looking up, a petite girl was standing by the table, staring straight at the ipad.

It was Li Rongrong who was in charge of data collection and analysis.

"Hey, the protagonist of this manga is Kaolin Flower, right? To be honest, I also think that using his face as content can have better data, come on."

Li Rongrong commented objectively, and then bounced back to his seat to sleep for a while.

Zheng Ziyue looked at the screen, no matter how many times she looked at this face, she would never get tired of it.

Fortunately, he has obtained his own consent for painting.

After all strokes and colors, an episode of eight-frame comics is basically completed.

But she was still afraid that her work was not good enough, so she studied with the colleague responsible for the content for a long time before uploading the refined finished product to the shared folder.

"Xiaoyue is too serious! I think the painting is very cute and perfect, and she can still find out the dissatisfaction."

"Yeah, today's official account will definitely have a lot of reading!"

"It's still the handsome doctor and the little koala, who would have thought that they have become a series of popular science stories?"

Seeing that Zheng Ziyue had finished the first episode of comics, everyone in the publicity department couldn't help but have a sneak peek and praised them one after another.

"As expected of a talented student in the Academy of Fine Arts, painting these is a piece of cake, right?"

Zheng Ziyue stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, "It's not that exaggerated. There is still a lot of room for improvement in the script design and painting. Please give me some pointers if the painting is not good."

Afterwards, I discussed the topic of the next episode with everyone in the Propaganda Section.

A day passed without knowing it, and Zheng Ziyue felt that she was extremely fulfilled, and this was the state she wanted.

After packing up her things and greeting everyone, Zheng Ziyue did not take the elevator downstairs, but followed her memory and found the stairs on the leftmost side of the hospital building.

I heard from my mother that this step ladder is about the same age as this hospital, and it was built very early.

It was not until the elevator was re-planned and built in the hospital that it was not willing to tear it down.

One is because this step ladder has witnessed every spring, summer, autumn and winter in the People's Hospital, and many people have deep feelings for it;

The second reason is that when there is an emergency and the elevator cannot be waited for, you can still take this step ladder, which is equivalent to an extra safe passage.

The handrails of the stairs are of walnut wood, which has long been polished by the patina of the years.

Even though there are relatively few people walking, it is still cleaned.

Zheng Ziyue walked down the stairs, looking at everyone in the hospital.

When I glanced at the operating room on the third floor, the lights just went out, and several medical staff in surgical gowns opened the door and came out.

The leading surgeon did not know how long he had been fighting in the operating room. He was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, so he had to hunched over and talked to the patient's family.

Looking at the mouth shape of the other party and the reactions of the family members, Zheng Ziyue guessed that what he said should be "the operation went well".

It wasn't until the family members left with peace of mind that the chief surgeon sat on the chair exhaustedly with his back supported, took out a bottle of glucose from nowhere and took a few sips.

Zheng Ziyue just lay on the stairs and watched quietly. Although she didn't hear anything, this scene still had a huge force impacting her heart.

Looking at the exhausted figure slumped on the chair, she took out her iPad and was about to draw it. At this time, a message came from WeChat.

[Tang Xiaoxiang]: Bao'er, I have something to do today, let Chen Xuan pick you up from get off work.That kid has been scolded by me for several days, and he should know he was wrong, why don't you give him a chance?
She was just about to refuse when Chen Xuan's phone call came.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zheng Ziyue still picked up the phone.

"Xiaoyue, are you off work? I'll wait for you at the gate of the People's Hospital."

"Ah."

Zheng Ziyue responded and walked out.

From a distance, I saw Chen Xuan waiting at the door in a handsome sportswear, holding two bunches of strawberries and candied haws that Zheng Ziyue likes to eat.

His tall and straight figure, coupled with his sunny face, attracted many people's attention.

Feeling the gaze on his body, Chen Xuan's face became more confident.

"Xiaoyue!"

Seeing Zheng Ziyue coming out, she hurriedly waved her hand to greet her, and then stuffed candied haws into her hands.

The boy at 1.8 meters looked at her pitifully like a puppy who knew his mistakes at the moment, no matter how much anger Zheng Ziyue had in his heart, it still dissipated a bit.

Chen Xuan, who carefully observed the girl's face, saw that her face finally felt warm, his heart relaxed, and he couldn't help complaining to her.

"Xiaoyue, I know that the exam is my fault, but who knows that this broken mobile phone is turned off at night because it runs out of battery."

"But no matter what, I'm also your childhood sweetheart. This is a matter between the two of us. How can your good girlfriend scold me so badly?"

"She is the typical kind of wicked best friend on the Internet who tries to persuade people to break up but not to make peace!"

"If it wasn't for her conscience today, tell me what time you get off work, I don't want you to keep in touch with her."

Chen Xuan lowered his voice and rambled on, as if he had been greatly wronged and asked Zheng Ziyue to help him seek justice.

　Zhou Yixu: There is only one scene today, staring at his wife
　　
　
(End of this chapter)