Raiders TCM Daily

Chapter 69

The crowd had their own opinions, and everyone was waiting for the heroine's answer.

The sullen expression on Pan Yuting's face gradually disappeared, "Huang Yun, love is not about you loving me, then I will love you.

The love I think about is that after I get married and after I give birth to a child, I can’t go to work. If you pay [-] a month, you can’t even hire a nanny. You have to consider the mileage when you go out, and you don’t even have enough money for the baby’s milk powder. , when buying clothes on Taobao, you still have to look at the price. "

Huang Yun, who is 1.8 meters tall, is crying like a three-year-old child at the moment, "But, we are all ordinary people, and it's only temporary. I will work hard in the future, get promoted, and get a raise. Life will get better and better.”

Pan Yuting: "I don't want it. I have to go to the vegetable market when I am tired after working all day. I don't want to quarrel with others for two or three yuan. I don't want it. Every day I wake up, I will count whether I have paid this month's mortgage or not." Landing.

I am not always 20 years old, but Huang Yun, you will always be in my 20-year-old life. "

After Pan Yuting finished speaking, she pulled Yan Qingqing, and the moment she turned around, the uncontrollable tears in her eyes slid down little by little.

Goodbye, Pan Yuting, who used to have a loli face. Goodbye, Pan Yuting, who was full of pure love at the age of 20.

She did not look back, and Huang Yun did not put down the ring in his hand.

Time freezes the love of two people.

Say no love, she shed tears, say love, she did not accept the happiness he gave.

In the operating room, Pan Yuting wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if nothing happened just now. She restored her sweet and young smile, "Sorry for wasting everyone's time."

Yan Qingqing put on the surgical gown, "Lie down, don't think too much, since you have made a choice, then try to make that choice brilliant and not regret it."

As the milky white anesthetic slowly flowed into Pan Yuting's body, she closed her eyes.

In her mind, she went back to the age of 22. When she graduated from college, Huang Yun took her to the first house that he paid for with a part-time job and family sponsorship.

A room full of fiery roses, like them at that time, full of enthusiasm and full of expectations for the future.

The boy knelt down among the rose bushes, took out a ring, and said affectionately, "Tingting, will you marry me?"

The girl took the ring shyly, the happiness on her face was overflowing, she confessed loudly, "Huang Yun, I really love you! I am willing!"

The two people hugged each other hard, trying to merge into each other's flesh and blood.

At this moment, the girl on the operating table showed a happy smile.

Two hours later, Yan Qingqing left the operating room, and Huang Yun sat at the door of the operating room with a dejected look on his face.

The moment he saw the door of the operating room open, hope lit up in his pair of dull eyes, but the moment he saw the person who came out, the stars in his eyes instantly disappeared.

He stepped forward, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Doctor Yan, how is Pan Yuting?"

Yan Qingqing: "The operation was very successful. After a week of recovery, she can basically have the face she wanted."

A wry smile appeared on Huang Yun's face. With trembling hands, he took out the red gift box from his pocket, which contained the ring just now.

He handed it to Yan Qingqing, "Please help me give it to her, and tell her by the way, I wish her happiness."

Yan Qingqing nodded and accepted, Huang Yun turned around and left the hospital.

It's over, everything is over, the girl who was part of his life in his youth no longer belongs to him at all.

The greatest helplessness in life is to meet the girl you want to protect for the rest of your life when you are most helpless.

Yan Qingqing took the ring box and re-entered the operating room. Pan Yuting was not awake yet, so she put the ring in her hand.

Then the next operation started, and soon it was time for lunch. After finishing the two major operations early in the morning, Yan Qingqing wished she could lie on the floor.

At this moment, she received a WeChat message from Bai Su.

"The noodles are cooked, are you coming? It's extra spicy!"

For Yan Qingqing, who loves spicy food, there is no way she can resist spicy beef noodles.

She took off her surgical clothes at the speed of light and ran to the health center opposite. All she could think about was the scent that lingered between her lips and teeth in the morning, making people unable to resist.

She had just walked into the Chinese medicine hall and was attracted by a giant display screen in their lobby.

The display screen is placed above the registration desk in the lobby, where everyone who walks into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic will glance.

When I came here last night, it wasn't there yet. This display was obviously installed just this morning.

The monitor is currently playing the talk show that Yan Qingqing and Bai Su were on together.

In the video, Yan Qingqing's lips are attractive and her temperament is not inferior to that of a big star. She is introducing the beauty instrument in her hand and more than 30 patent certificates piled next to her.

People who don't know it will think it is an advertisement for beauty instruments at a glance.

She couldn't help but get excited!
There are so many people in the TCM clinic every day, and there are also many people who come from other places to make TCM skin care products.

If her video could be played here for a whole day, wouldn't the effect be equivalent to buying a large billboard in the city center?

She picked up her mobile phone, took a short video of this display screen and sent it to Shen Fu, with the words, "Shen Fu, are you ready to meet the monstrous wealth!"

Shen Fu replied instantly: "Now I am beginning to doubt the authenticity of what Zhang Yijun said this morning!"

When Yan Qingqing thought about the painful acupuncture last night, and Pan Yuting's sober love speech this morning, she immediately denied it.

"I guess it was Bai Su who came up with the idea of ​​promoting traditional Chinese medicine. After all, it wasn't the traditional Chinese medicine that won the PK in the end, right? He might have liked the feeling of stepping on the ground and crushing me, the Western medicine doctor."

Shen Fu thought it was quite reasonable, "Hey, we are the rich who missed the opportunity."

Yan Qingqing: "The wealth that is picked up is also wealth. It is always a good thing for us."

She put away her mobile phone and raised her head, just in time to see Bai Su walking towards her.

Under the monitor, the two people in the TV stand in reality.

He was wearing a white coat with a light green shirt buttoned to the top. He looked reserved and self-possessed, with an extraordinary temperament.

She was wearing a white waist dress and looked up at him. The two stood together, like the hero and heroine in a Korean drama meeting in the square.

"How is it?" Bai Su pointed to the screen next to him, his face was full of energy, and the smile on his face could hardly be restrained.

Yan Qingqing concealed the complicated feelings in her heart, and said casually, "It's pretty good-looking, and it matches your hospital very well."

"Is this TV show here all day long, playing on a loop?"

(End of this chapter)