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The night before Chinese New Year's Eve, at ten o'clock, Xu Ji had just finished a surgery.
After changing his clothes, he had just pulled out his phone from the locker when he saw a call from He Zhiyao.
The surgery that evening had lasted for several hours, and right now Xu Ji's hands were completely out of strength, so he set his phone on the locker and switched to speaker mode.
He Zhiyao, "Just finished?"
Xu Ji, "Hmm, had a surgery this evening."
He Zhiyao, "I've arranged your flight, to come over for the New Year."
Xu Ji, "Not going."
He Zhiyao, "Tsk. Your little girlfriend is still away on a business trip, right?"
Xu Ji, "..."
He Zhiyao, "Looks like your little girlfriend is on a plane; if you leave now and wait at the airport, you'll probably just catch her."
Xu Ji, "Are you idle?"
