Is Dr. Gao remarried today?

Chapter 2 Pink Post-it Notes

"Everything will be fine." - Gao Chuan

In the early morning, the sun is dim.

The sunlight penetrated through the layers of clouds, and the silver light penetrated through the transparent glass to wrap Gao Chuan who was sitting by the window. The rustling shadows were projected on the dark gray floor, and the sitting person was full of light.

The coffee on the table exudes a charming mellow aroma. He picked it up and took a sip, the delicate garland pattern in the cup instantly twisted, and the coating of his tongue was slightly bitter.

After a while, Gao Chuan walked out of the coffee shop and walked around to the parking spot. Less than a few meters away, a black Phaeton was quietly parked under a sycamore on the corner of the street.

He took out the key and unlocked it to get in the car, but when he got closer, he realized that something had been stuck on the driver's window.

A pink post-it note.

Gao Chuan bent down to take it down, and the pink paper was spread out in the palm of his hand, and the beautiful handwriting on it was clearly visible.

"I'm sorry, owner, I accidentally scratched your car just now when I was riding in a hurry. I haven't seen you after waiting for a long time. I have something urgent to do so I can only leave first. Remember to contact me when you see it, and I will definitely compensate you. Your.My phone number: XXXXXXXX"

Gao Chuan went around and found a gray-white scratch on the right wing of the front of the car, just like the wound left on the patient during his operation, which was incompatible with the smooth and pure black body.

Looking down at the time, he frowned, put the post-it note in his shirt pocket, and drove off in the car.

He got in the car and dialed the number of his friend Song Li. When Song Li heard that he was going to repair the car, he cursed: "I said Doctor Gao, why did you break down the car I just picked up for you two days ago? Take good care of it, you know..."

The bluetooth of the mobile phone was integrated with the car, Song Li's hysterical voice filled the car, and Gao Chuan's eardrums were shocked unexpectedly.

"You come to my hospital today to pick up the car and have it repaired."

The cold tone sounded like an order, Gao Chuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Li, and hung up the phone directly.

It was only a 10-minute drive to the hospital. He parked the car in the underground garage as usual, and entered the department with a calm expression.

Oncology surgery, his specialty.

The upper body in a white coat, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of the straight nose, thick eyebrows and deep eyelashes, an indescribably refined air.

He made routine rounds as usual, and walked into Room 203 first. The patient Fang Qing inside was operated on by him the day before yesterday, and his current condition is not very stable.

When I walked into the ward with two little nurses, there was laughter coming from inside.

"Doctor Gao is here!" Fang Qing, who was leaning against the bed, smiled naturally when he saw the man appearing at the door of the ward.

Gao Chuan walked to the woman's bedside with strides, visually observing that her blood color was good, curled the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "Auntie is in a good mood today!"

Fang Qing smiled and replied, "That's right! My daughter came to see me today, and I'm so happy."

Gao Chuan took the notebook and asked a few more questions. All the data were normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people were talking, a girl came in with a thermos bottle and saw so many people suddenly appearing in the ward, she hesitated for a few seconds and walked in, her steps were slow and full of temptation.

"Hey? An'an is back, come here quickly. Let me introduce you. This is my attending doctor, Dr. Gao Chuangao. Thanks to him for taking care of me these days." Jiang An was called by Fang Qing before he walked in. The girl obediently walked to the hospital bed with a thermos bottle in her hands.

His eyes fell on Gao Chuan who was opposite him. He was dressed in a neat white coat with a spotless silk shirt inside. A pair of obsidian-like eyes were hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked friendly and stable.

Hearing the sound, Gao Chuan focused his gaze on Jiang An. He was dressed like a student, his long black hair covered his cheeks on both sides, and his big watery eyes were also looking at him.

The four eyes met, and after touching them, they quickly moved away.

"Doctor Gao, my daughter is also studying medicine at University A, and she is preparing for an internship this year." Fang Qing took Jiang An's hand and introduced to Gao Chuan.

"Doctor Gao, hello, I'm Jiang An, thank you for taking care of my mother these days." Jiang An thanked her in a polite and distant tone.

Gao Chuan nodded slightly, and politely said "should".

In the end, she gave Fang Qing a few words and left the ward. Jiang An followed her eyes all the way. She thought to herself that she really lived up to her name, with a wide and solid back raised high, like a stretch of mountains and rivers.

Gao Chuan returned to his office after turning around and planned to sort out the medical records. He habitually took out a black carbon pen from his shirt breast pocket, and the pink post-it note flew out. He squeezed it into his hand and planned to throw it away. Dropped, looked down at the writing on it again, then turned around and threw it into the drawer.

The crumpled paper slipped silently into the corner, blending with the written material in black and white next to it.

The sound of knocking on the door made Gao Chuan look up. The man raised his eyes and saw Jiang An, who was standing at the door with a cautious face, poking his head inside.

Yuanyuan's small head fell into Gao Chuan's eyes, which felt a little familiar.

"Doctor Gao, are you busy now? I want to ask about my mother's situation." The tone of the request was mellow and pleasant.

Gao Chuan stopped writing in his hands, crossed his hands on the table, "Come in."

"Thank you, Doctor Gao." Hearing that he agreed, Jiang An raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and hurried in in small steps.

"Sit down." Gao Chuan waved, watching the person in front of him tremblingly approaching him, lowered his head and took out all Fang Qing's surgery materials from the drawer and put them in front of Jiang An.

As a medical student, Jiang An picked it up and read it carefully. Gao Chuan carefully introduced Fang Qing's situation to her: "The result of the operation is still optimistic, but we still need to make further observations in the next few days. The patient must maintain a good attitude." , the possibility of recovery is still very high.”

Listening to Gao Chuan's official words, Jiang An didn't have much trouble in his heart.She also majored in oncology and knew about Fang Qing's condition. Even if the malignant tumor in the stomach improved temporarily after treatment, the possibility of recurrence was still very high.

Jiang An put down the materials, took out a thick stack of post-it notes and a pen from the schoolbag on his back, and asked, "Doctor Gao, can you tell me what my mother needs to pay attention to in the future? I Make a note of it and prepare it for her."

The girl's sweet voice fell to his ears, but Gao Chuan locked his eyes on the post-it note in the girl's hand as if he didn't hear it.

Pink, in the shape of a cat.

"Doctor Gao, Doctor Gao..." Seeing that Gao Chuan didn't respond, Jiang An repeated.

"Oh, the diet is mainly light, prepare some digestible food, and pay attention to supplementing protein and vitamins..." Gao Chuan regained his composure and answered Jiang An's question.

The girl carefully wrote down every word and sentence, and the movement of bowing her head, her long hair like a waterfall covering a clear pupil, Gao Chuan stared at the girl's movements closely, and her heart tightened for no reason.

Looking down at the past, the delicate handwriting overlapped with what he thought in his mind.

is her.

(End of this chapter)