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It was not until this time that Zhuo Ziwen began to look at Zhang Xiaomo's husband: "Your husband..."

"Ah, Ah Xuan? His current military rank is a colonel. If he wants to award the rank again in a while, he will become a general." Zhang Xiaomo smiled and said his husband's current situation: "Don't care about this, sit down. We two have been missing for a long time."

Zhuo Ziwen sat down awkwardly at this time: "Are you doing well now?"

"Well, TOEFL, I'm doing pretty well. My husband loves me, and my two babies are healthy. Where are you?"

Looking at the happy smile on her face, Zhuo Ziwen didn't know what to say for a moment: "I... after graduation, I contacted a hospital and worked in it... Saved someone, he gave me some money, and then I went out to open a clinic by myself. Although it was not as easy as in the hospital, it was my own business. In the past few years, I have accumulated some savings and my life is much better than before."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Xiaomo frowned slightly, but he still didn't show it in the end. At this time, a waiter just came to bring tea, which just dispersed the awkward atmosphere. Long Chengxuan sat over with a smile: "Talk about it, Jing Tian is also your classmate. Should you tell him and see if you have time to get together?"

When talking about Jingtian, Zhuo Ziwen's face was a little unnatural, but Zhang Xiaomo smiled: "Don't make trouble. If Jingtian is called over, they may have to fight."

Long Chengxuan looked curious: "Is there anything I don't know? It seems that something interesting is born?"

"Not interesting at all." Zhuo Ziwen looked depressed: "Who would like to have any interaction with that kind of medical liar?"

"Medical liar?" How did Jing Tian become a medical liar? Even if Long Chengxuan had seen so many skilled Chinese medicine doctors since he was a child, he still felt that Jing Tian was the one with relatively high skills among the traditional Chinese medicine he knew. Why did he become a medical liar?

After hearing Zhuo Ziwen's words, Zhang Xiaomo shook his head: "Are you still as resistant to traditional Chinese medicine as before?"

"Their existence has no scientific basis. This kind of backward and superstitious thing is actually used to treat diseases and save lives. It is really... too much." When Zhuo Ziwen mentioned this, he couldn't help but get angry: "We should use a more scientific and faster method to treat patients, rather than keep watching them suffer."

Hearing this, Long Chengxuan turned to look at his wife: "Now, I believe he is a good doctor. Although his personality is a bit extreme, he must be like you, a good doctor who cares about patients and cares about patients."

Zhang Xiaomo also smiled and nodded: "Yes, he was the best student and intern in the school. Now it seems that he has been persisting until now." It is precisely because of this that she is willing to forget the unhappiness she had before and continue to sit here and reminisce about the old classmate.

However, it is precisely because of this topic that they finally opened up their minds, and the following topics became much easier. Recalling their days at school, as well as the old-fashioned or harsh teachers in the school, and some harmless jokes between classmates.

By the time the waiter brought all the food, they had already talked about the Mediterranean-like head of a teacher in the school. Speaking of this, Zhuo Ziwen suddenly looked at Long Chengxuan: "It's still the happiness of your army, and it seems that you don't have to worry about it. If you are in the Mediterranean, you can't see it, right?" After saying that, he even tilted his head with his hands.

Faced with his childish provocation, Long Chengxuan nodded with a smile: "Yes, so raw potions, or protective combs, are never something I need to consider."

"Come on, think about my dad's head. My family has good genes, so there will definitely be no Mediterranean." Zhang Xiaomo smiled and patted his hands: "Besides, when it comes to the Mediterranean, I will probably be old too. It would be nice if we don't dislike each other."

I originally wanted to make fun of Long Chengxuan, but I didn't expect that he didn't care at all. Not only did he not hit his opponent, but Zhang Xiaomo asked to comfort him. Zhuo Ziwen felt that his behavior had been wrong just now. He forced a smile: "It seems like he was an excessive joke. I have no malice. If it weren't for the inappropriate head shape, I would rather like those with buzz cuts like soldiers, who don't need to be taken care of, and they are also energetic."

Seeing that he had made up his words, Long Chengxuan no longer made things difficult for him. At least, he would not make things difficult for her classmates in front of his wife: "Okay, the food is almost all, let's have a chat while eating."

Sitting at the dining table and looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Zhuo Ziwen became even more restless. There were many dishes he had only heard of, and some had never even seen, let alone tasted them. So, what Long Chengxuan said, was it really just a casual look for a quiet restaurant for everyone to chat and have dinner? Or was the orderly soldier intentionally?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Qian Yibin: "This soldier..."

"Oh, my orderly soldier is just an ordinary big-headed soldier, don't worry about him."

When Zhuo Ziwen heard this answer, he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart. Although Qian Yibin's shoulders were really just the shoulder stamps of ordinary soldiers, not even non-commissioned officers, but his sitting and eating look like an ordinary person? As long as he takes off his skin, even if he changes clothes casually, he looks like a noble man?

Seeing his expression, Qian Yibin didn't speak and kept pretending to be a big-tailed wolf: "I'm just a big-headed soldier. If you eat yours, don't care about me. I just follow you, so I can eat such delicious food."

Pretending, one can do better than the other. Just now, when the manager was at the door, he heard it in person, "There is less money".

Seeing that he was unhappy, Zhang Xiaomo said with a smile: "Okay, today is our old classmates' reunion. Why are you staring at others? Do you think I, an old classmate, are bored?"

"How is that possible?" Fearing that Zhang Xiaomo misunderstood, Zhuo Ziwen quickly turned the topic back to some interesting things about their students in school.

Zhang Xiaomo occasionally mentioned some of the difficult surgeries he encountered when he was a doctor in recent years. The two of them discussed together, and the atmosphere improved.

Listening to their chat, Long Chengxuan found that although this man named Zhuo Ziwen was a little arrogant, he had a good understanding of surgery. No wonder he said that he had opened a private clinic at such a young age. With such strength, it was not difficult to open a clinic. It was just a pity that he could not use it for himself.

Thinking of this, Long Chengxuan couldn't help but laugh. He was really a dragon and wanted to dig up any good things into his home. However, in this society, talents are really important, and it's no wonder he has such a mind. But judging by Zhuo Ziwen's performance in the past two days, Long Chengxuan knew that this person would not be used by him, so he was too lazy to speak.

After two hours of meal, seeing that the time was almost over, Long Chengxuan stood up: "Xiao Mo, you guys talk first, I'm going to work. Well, I've settled the account here, don't worry, I'll ask them to take you home later. It's a bit cold, don't take a taxi outside by yourself." In fact, it's not easy to take a taxi here, rather than not letting them take a taxi outside.

After everything was arranged, Long Chengxuan left, but when he left, he habitually lowered his head and kissed his wife, then turned around and left. This scene fell into Zhuo Ziwen's eyes, making his eyes darker again.

Looking back, Zhang Xiaomo sat back on the chair: "How are you eating?"

"The taste is pretty good, thank you for the hospitality. I should have treated me today, so I'm really embarrassed to do this."

Hearing him say this, Zhang Xiaomo smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's all classmates, it doesn't matter who pays it. The most important thing is that I haven't gotten together for a long time, and it's important to have a happy chat."

Are you happy? Of course you can be with the goddess in your heart. But now the goddess already has a guardian around her, and even a child, how can she be happy?

Thinking of this, he was silent for a while before saying, "Xiao Mo, I... have always liked you. But because my family is in poor condition and I am afraid that I will not be worthy of you, so I have buried my love for you in my heart. The reason why I work like this and abandon my stable job and work hard is actually to make more money and make myself worthy of you earlier..."

Although he had long understood the other party's intentions, Zhang Xiaomo thought that what he had done before was enough to make him retreat, but he did not expect that he would still say these words.

She sighed lightly and said, "I'm sorry, it's not that you are bad, but that you didn't appear in front of me at the right time."

"Really?"

Zhang Xiaomo nodded softly: "I am with him not because he has money or because of his identity, but because when I was in the most difficult and painful time, he appeared in front of me, helped me and cheered me up. He is my lover and benefactor. Otherwise... you will never see me now. For me that period, it was almost hell, and he was the hero who rescued me from hell."

So, since ancient times, has it been a hero who saved the beauty and then won the hearts of the beauty? Zhuo Ziwen closed his eyes in pain: "I should have gone to find you at that time. No matter where you are or what happens, I should have gone to find you. But... my parents suddenly had a car accident and I had to rush back. Unexpectedly, because of this, we missed it..."

Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaomo denied his statement: "You are wrong, it's not that we missed it, it's that we have never started. Zhuo Ziwen, you are still young and so outstanding, you will definitely find a better woman than me."

Knowing that this topic would be meaningless if it continues, Zhuo Ziwen smiled bitterly and stood up: "I'm almost going back, I'll give it to you?"

"No need, Wanrong and I will go back together. We will take the baby with us. If you send it to us, I guess I can't sit down."

After looking at the two children, Zhuo Ziwen knew that this was the truth, and Zhang Xiaomo deliberately refused him. Then he responded: "Then, I'll take you into the car first. Well... Anyway, in a city, I'll come out to gather when I have time, and I'll take you around here."

"OK."

After packing up my things, a car drove over as soon as I arrived at the door. Zhang Xiaomo, with the manager's smile, got into the car with Mo Wanrong, and so on. Naturally, the manager helped him pack it and put it in the back seat of the car.

Standing by the car and watching the manager who was standing tall and busy in front of the car, Zhuo Ziwen felt very uncomfortable. Finally, he could only wave his hand: "Call me when you get home. If you have any questions, call me directly. I am quite familiar with me in Chengdu."

"Okay!" After answering, Zhang Xiaomo said to the manager again: "Please prepare a car for Mr. Zhuo, take him back. It is probably not easy to call a car here."

"Yes, please rest assured, madam, I will arrange Mr. Zhuo's."

"Thanks!"

As the car started, Zhang Xiaomo waved to Zhuo Ziwen and left. Seeing that her expression was not very good, Mo Wanrong turned around and asked her: "Madam, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm just a little tired." I'm just a little tired. Zhuo Ziwen didn't seem to be like this in the past. He was diligent and studious, and he devoted himself to leaving her a very good impression on the patient. But after all these years, after meeting him again, he felt like he had become another person. Time is really a terrible thing.
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