The love value of fast crossing space

Chapter 393 The doctor's little brother also chases stars (49)

Putting down the pen, Fang Yu made a phone call with a very calm tone: "Help me arrange an operation, Saturday, yes, I will ask for leave on Sunday..."

He hung up the phone, thought about it, and clicked on WeChat.

Before I could figure out what to send, WeChat suddenly rang a few times.

Mother: [This week is your birthday, let’s say happy birthday to your son in advance and sprinkle flowers/sprinkle flowers~]

Mother: [Your dad and I both have classes on Sunday, I’m afraid I don’t have time to visit you, send a red envelope to my son, remember to eat a bowl of longevity noodles/red envelope]

He was taken aback for a moment when he saw the news.

He didn't remember his birthday very much. He only knew that it was during the rainy season. After his mother reminded him, unexpectedly...is it this Sunday?

On Sunday... Dr. Fang pursed his lips.

He clicked on Moments, which he had never entered before, thought for a while, and finally searched online, followed the online tutorial steps, and operated it a little clumsily, before he figured out how to post to Moments.

His heart was beating faster, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he edited a line of text like the ones posted by those few friends in Moments: Birthday... is coming soon.

Picture...he searched in the photo album, but frowned.

There are surprisingly few pictures in his mobile phone. After a quick glance, they are all screenshots of medical files.

Unable to find a suitable one, he quit WeChat, went to a picture website on Baidu, and finally found a photo of a relatively beautiful flower, which was placed under the text.

The flowers are a bunch, wrapped in English newspapers, exposed on the window sill, the sunlight is weak, the flowers are bright, but the light is dim, and there is a faint sense of tranquility.

Clicked send.

Fang Yu's heart was a little unstable.

Almost quickly, he withdrew from the circle of friends, and put down his phone as if nothing had happened. He quietly stared at the case files he had just sorted out, but obviously... didn't read a single word.

At noon, the canteen of the attached courtyard.

"Have you noticed that Dr. Fang looks at his mobile phone a little too frequently today?" A doctor buried his head in his food, wiped his mouth after eating, and quietly frowned at the people around him when he saw something.

"I noticed." A female doctor picked up a piece of bean sprouts unhurriedly, "Since I got off work, I have been staring at my phone, but I didn't open it, just quietly looking at the black screen. Alas, the idea of ​​​​a genius doctor Ah, I don’t understand~ I don’t understand~”

"Could it be that you are waiting for a reply from some woman?" A doctor asked.

"Thinking too much, Dr. Fang should wait for the email reply from Nature magazine. After all, besides being the attending doctor of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Kyungju University, he is also a columnist of two scientific journals, Nature and Sense." A doctor buried his head and snorted. Taking a big mouthful of noodles, he raised his head and calmly wiped his mouth.

This reason sounds very reasonable, and a group of doctors expressed their agreement and conviction one after another.

During the lunch break, Dr. Fang read medical magazines absently for a while, and glanced at his darkened cell phone. He was quiet for a while, and finally put down the magazines, swiped open the cell phone and entered WeChat.

In the circle of friends just posted, there are already several red dots in the reminder.

He clicked on it, and there was something unknown in his heart.

His eyes quickly scanned the comments, and the unknown thing in his heart... fell quickly.

No.

Nothing he wanted to see.

He scanned again from top to bottom, much slower this time.

(End of this chapter)