Where there were people, there would be rumors. Cheng Zheng suspected that these words had more or less reached Jiang Lan's ears.
Before the anesthesia, Jiang Lan called out to Liu Min, who was pushing the bed. She looked at Cheng Zheng and asked, "Are you the doctor who will be operating on me?"
Cheng Zheng thought that the old lady was worried about her surgery and comforted her. "It's me. Don't worry, later…"
"I'm not worried." Jiang Lan interrupted Cheng Zheng softly and looked at him with a smile in her eyes. "Young man, you're so handsome. Do you have a girlfriend?"
Seeing Cheng Zheng shake his head, Jiang Lan called him to her side and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I know that you've taken a fancy to my Yanyan. Hmph, that girl's temper is a little stubborn, but you can give it your best."
After more than ten hours of intense surgery, Cheng Zheng sat outside the operation room. His tense nerves suddenly relaxed as he recalled Jiang Lan's words.
No wonder Fang Yan's memory of her mother was so gentle and beautiful. She was from the same family as Jiang Lan.
"Hey, Director Cheng! Why are you resting here?"
Liu Min leaned against the wall. It was obvious that she had already gotten someone to search for him.
Cheng Zheng thought that Jiang Lan's condition had relapsed, so he quickly stood up and ran over.
Liu Min and Cheng Zheng had worked together for many years and she knew that he had misunderstood. She waved her hand and said, "It's not Jiang Lan, it's Fang Yan. She's been waiting for you outside. If you don't go out now, she'll fall asleep outside!"
Cheng Zheng was also a little surprised.
In the corridor, Fang Yan was holding an old sheepskin bag and staring blankly into the corner.
Cheng Zheng's voice was hoarse from extreme exhaustion. "I thought you would be in your grandmother's ward at this time, making a portrait."
Cheng Zheng had always given people the impression that he was calm and self-possessed. When such teasing words came out of his mouth, there was a hint of grievance and a faint indulgence.
Fang Yan looked up and explained with a smile, "I talked to the medical staff."
Perhaps she was worried that her showing up was a little abrupt, Fang Yan added, "Doctor Xiao Song said that the surgery was very successful, so I wanted to thank you. Previously, I only wanted to beg you to save her, but I didn't think about the pressure you were under. I heard the anesthesiologists discussing the dangers of the illness before I realized how difficult the surgery was. I…"
Cheng Zheng raised an eyebrow. "Trying to bribe me?"
"No!" Fang Yan hurriedly denied. "Fine, that's right, that's right. Why don't I treat you to supper?"
Cheng Zheng sighed regretfully. "That won't do."
"You don't want to?" Fang Yan asked.
Cheng Zheng swiped his cell phone and raised it in front of Fang Yan. "Teacher Fang Yan, it's 4:30 in the morning. My outpatient consultation is in two hours. Don't tell me you want me to accompany you for these two hours?"
Fang Yan was stumped. She sniffled awkwardly. She was indeed lacking in consideration.
Cheng Zheng smiled and wanted to reach out to rub her dejected head, but he held back.
"We can't go out to eat. Why don't you chat with me for a while? I won't be able to sleep for a while." Cheng Zheng said.
"Then food delivery! What do you want to eat? Noodles? I know a restaurant…"
Fang Yan became interested and kept talking beside Cheng Zheng.
This was the first time Cheng Zheng had seen Fang Yan like this. At the darkest moment of the day, she revealed her brightest expression.
Cheng Zheng thought that performing surgery on Jiang Lan was the best decision he had ever made.
The moonlight shone on the two of them, and the food steamed. Cheng Zheng simply took off his glasses and put them aside.
"I heard that you just broke up with your boyfriend a few days ago? Don't you think it's a pity?" Cheng Zheng asked.
Fang Yan pulled up her hair that was about to fall into the soup and replied, "I'm already so famous in your hospital? The gossip has already reached you."
"Sorry." Cheng Zheng chuckled softly.
If not for Cheng Zheng's excessive attention, Fang Yan might just be an ordinary patient.
"I'm not blaming you. Who can control someone else's mouth?" Fang Yan explained.
"Actually, I ended my studies in France early and came back to get married," Fang Yan answered.
Cheng Zheng's chopsticks paused.
Fang Yan continued, "But as you can see, my ex-boyfriend is not a good marriage partner."
"Did he treat you badly?" Cheng Zheng asked.
Fang Yan shook her head. "He treats me very well. He does almost everything a boyfriend can do. He remembers all kinds of anniversaries and often creates surprises. We visit castles together and take photos at Lavender Manor. He arranges everything when we travel."
Fang Yan snapped out of her beautiful memories and changed the topic. "But he treats other girls like this too."