I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Who can let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Han Chen's visit to the First Hospital of Dongda University was purely for the purpose of escaping from the imperial capital and choosing a temporary foothold.

After joining the company, he just wanted to have a stable job, and never thought of competing with others in his career.

He was never one to be competitive in his career and never wanted to see anyone as a rival.

However, when he married Zhou Mo, not only was he penniless, but he was also heavily in debt. If he didn't work hard to make some achievements in his career and be promoted to the deputy chief physician as soon as possible, how would he get a raise?How to pay off the debt?How to give Zhou Mo a more stable future?

Zhou Mo also reminded him that since he has a vested interest, don't make a superior posture and go all out to face the competition.

Han Chen wanted to be serious once again.

End of the meeting.

Han Chen reviewed and checked the medical records he had written in the medical record system until seven o'clock in the evening, and he still didn't read half of them.

Seeing that it was getting late, he planned to go home.

Duan Feng, who was sitting next to him, was burying his head in front of the computer, without any intention of leaving.

"I'm leaving." Han Chen said.

"Goodbye." Duan Feng didn't look up.

Han Chen rubbed his neck, turned off the computer, and left the office.

Century Garden.

Liang Xinyun asked Liu Xiangru to have dinner, but she hasn't come back yet.

Han Chen glanced at the empty kitchen, and his stomach rumbled unconsciously.

He picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and found that Zhou Mo hadn't replied to his message.

The chat history is still stuck on that weird "um".

Han Chen called Zhou Mo again, this time reminding him that he was not in the service area.

Inexplicably, he became irritable instantly.

What's wrong with Zhou Mo?

Han Chen faintly felt that he might have provoked Zhou Mo again, or stepped on Zhou Mo's thunder point again, but he didn't know the reason.

He reflected on himself, whether it was because he was too busy at work that he always didn't reply to her messages, or that half of the chats were lost every time.

But these are all work reasons, and he doesn't want to.

Why can't you just speak up?Zhou Mo didn't answer his call like this, which made him very upset.

Tired and hungry, and Zhou Mo refused to answer the phone, Han Chen felt agitated.

Standing in the kitchen, he didn't even like the empty pot on the stove, so he took the pot down without seeing it.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the peacock green enamel pot next to the stove, and Han Chen was even more furious.

Angrily, he picked up the pot, put it gently on the stove, added water and started the fire in one go.

He opened the cabinet under the stove, and took out a pack of snail powder from it.

The last time he bought it under Shen Pan's recommendation, and the goods arrived early, he didn't have time to pick them up, so he asked Liang Xinyun to bring them back.

I wanted to find some time to cook and eat with Zhou Mo.

Although he doesn't like things with strange smells very much, Zhou Mo likes them. He also wants to do something different so that the two of them can have more interesting memories.

Since Zhou Mo ignored him, don't think about Zhou Mo's fault.

He was going to use Zhou Mo's favorite pot to cook snail noodles.

Liang Xinyun came back.

As soon as the door was opened, a stinky smell hit her face, and she almost vomited.

"What smell?" Liang Xinyun covered her nose, saw Han Chen sitting at the table eating noodles, she slapped her face with her hand, "What did you do? Why is it so bad?"

"Snail noodles," Han Chen picked out the noodles from the enamel pot and ate them up.

Liang Xinyun's eyes widened when she saw the enamel pot, "Why do you use Momo's pot to cook such smelly things? Be careful that she finds out."

Han Chen didn't take it seriously, "Isn't the pot just for cooking?"

In a hurry, Liang Xinyun snatched Han Chen's chopsticks and took the pot over, "What can you cook? You must cook such a stinky thing."

Han Chen: "Didn't eat dinner."

Liang Xinyun: "Isn't it enough to buy some instant noodles and cook them?"

Han Chen: "..."

Liang Xinyun took the pot to the kitchen, found a bowl, endured the smell, poured the snail noodles from the pot into the bowl, and brought it back to Han Chen.

After turning around and returning to the kitchen, she quickly used a pot to catch water.

Han Chen had lost his appetite, "Mom, leave it alone, I'll wash it after I finish eating."

"You must clean it up. If you don't clean up the sins you have done yourself, who else do you want to clean up for you?"

Han Chen was speechless again, and dealt with the remaining fans in twos and threes.

I have to say that the snail powder smells bad but tastes okay, or the reason why he can bear it is because he is too hungry.

Putting the bowl into the sink, Han Chen rolled up his sleeves and started washing the dishes.

Although the windows of the kitchen, bathroom, and living room have all been opened, there is still a strange smell in the room.

Han Chen was afraid that the smell would remain on the enamel pot, so he washed the pot several times, and even sniffed it after washing.

It's over.

How come it still smells?

Han Chen panicked.

He quickly put the pot under the faucet to catch the water, poured half a bottle of dishwashing liquid, and wiped it frantically.

After rinsing off the foam again, he quickly moved his nose to smell it.

There is still a smell.

Han Chen hurried to the living room to fetch the rescuers, "Mom, I got into trouble."

Liang Xinyun was watching TV with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?"

"Wok, the smell can't be washed away." Han Chen looked like a child who had done something bad.

"What's going on?" Liang Xinyun hurried into the kitchen, picked up the enamel pot and smelled it, and there was indeed a smell.

She put down the pot and glared at Han Chen: "I told you not to touch Momo's things. It's all right now. If she finds out that the pot was caused by you, just wait for her to get angry."

"Is there any way to remedy it?" Han Chen asked.

"This kind of pot is for stewing soup. I will stew soup tomorrow night to see if I can get rid of the smell."

"Okay, what kind of soup are you cooking? I'll go buy ingredients tomorrow."

Liang Xinyun saw that his attitude was quite positive, so she didn't blame him anymore.

"When will Momo come back? Don't come back tomorrow, we won't have time to fix it."

"The meeting lasted for three days, so it must be the day after tomorrow."

"You go to buy a chicken tomorrow, and I will make chicken soup."

"Row."

……

imperial capital.

Driven by the bus, Shen Pan first went to Xiangshan Park to have a picnic, and then walked for a distance.

Shen Pan was worried about her before, so he called her and said that she was in a dead end.

Zhou Mo was a little confused.

Shen Pan explained to her, saying: "You can't just give Han Chen the death penalty by imagining, if you want to die, you have to let him 'die' in an aboveboard manner. You can just ask him directly about Luo Fu. If he confesses, saying that he was true before Talked to her, you are divorced, I support you. If a man can hide his feelings, and even lie to you that he has never been in love since you, this kind of person is a bad liar. "

"Do you think there is a high probability that he lied to me?"

"A man, I haven't seen you for ten years, during which time he said he had never been in a relationship. To be honest, I don't believe it. Even if he is not promiscuous, there must be a period, and he always won't let you ask about him. Married, still like this, if you want me, I probably have to find a private detective."