I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Although he said bravely that he would find out when he found out, the tutor he had received since childhood told him that he was not shameless and skinless, and he didn't care about anything.

His tutors wouldn't allow it either.

What's more, Zhou Mo didn't like it.

Zhou Mo thanked him for his understanding, then tilted her head and rubbed against his arms. She raised her eyes and said with a smile, "I want to see your abs."

Han Chen had no choice but to let her go and lie flat, "Do it yourself."

Zhou Mo knelt beside him, and carefully lifted up Han Chen's clothes. On the honey-colored firm belly with undulating lines, the black word "Zhou Mo" appeared impressively.

She stretched out her hand to touch the two words, they were really written on them and couldn't be erased.

"You kept it for ten years, and never thought about washing it off?" Zhou Mo was curious.

"I've thought about it," Han Chen said honestly, "How could it be possible that I haven't regretted it in ten years and thought it wasn't worth it?"

"It's quite frank," Zhou Mo also admired Han Chen's frankness.

When he left Dongjiang, Han Chen was already in a state of ashes about his relationship with her. The two returned to their respective cities, and they will be two parallel straight lines from now on.

They all thought that this immature relationship would eventually be an insignificant experience in their respective lives.

They have also tried their best to work hard for their lives after separation.

However, reality does not want them to have a good time.

Both of them are studying medicine, and studying medicine is destined to be a long road. The courses in the undergraduate period can be full. From Monday to Saturday, there are eight classes a day. At the end of the semester, fourteen or five courses are waiting for the exam. There are more than [-] courses.

There is a saying that professional reporting is skillful, and every year is like the college entrance examination.

Medicine is no different from a small college entrance examination every semester.

This is not the end, as a graduate student with a starting degree in medicine must take the postgraduate entrance examination, and it is difficult to find a job after an undergraduate degree.

If you want to have a bright future, further education is an inevitable choice.

Therefore, there is a saying in the circle of graduate students-a wise man does not fall in love, but a widowed king will always be a master.

Zhou Mo originally thought that he could meet Han Chen again due to luck.

But thinking about the education background of the two of them... I suddenly felt that there were a lot of inevitable elements in it.

"Why did you want to wash off the tattoo, but didn't do it in the end?" Zhou Mo asked.

"It doesn't affect anything, so I didn't wash it, and...it's one thing to want to wash it, but it's another thing to make up your mind to wash it," Han Chen said, "I want to wait until I really put it down, or wait until it really comes out later." After it affects my life, it’s not too late to wash it.”

Zhou Mo nodded, expressing his understanding, "Why did you write on a whim? We meet almost every day, and I don't even know when you wrote."

"When I went to the No. [-] Middle School to participate in the competition," Han Chen said, "I happened to pass by a tattoo shop on the way back from the No. [-] Middle School."

"How old are you, can the store give you a text? You didn't wear a school uniform at the time?"

"Well," Han Chen said, "It should be a black shop, and I didn't even ask about my age."

Zhou Mo was nervous, "You are really courageous, and you are not afraid that they will not disinfect you well and you will get infected."

Han Chen: "I didn't think about it at the time."

"You are really..." Zhou Mo didn't know what to say, the text has been written, and after so many years, Han Chen is still fine, which means he is fine.

But she still reminded Han Chen, "Do you know why my parents don't support premarital behavior?"

"I know," Han Chen said, "I don't support it either. Especially after coming into contact with so many syphilis patients."

Only then did Zhou Mo realize that orthopedics is also a high-risk department for syphilis and AIDS exposure.

"You have to be careful in the future," Zhou Mo said, "When I was in the ophthalmology department, a teacher said that he used to be in the orthopedics department, and he accidentally injured his hand during an operation on a syphilis patient. There was a breach, and although no syphilis infection was found in the follow-up, his family still didn’t want him to continue doing orthopedics. Later, he switched to ophthalmology, not for anything else, just because he was clean.”

Han Chen: "This kind of thing should have happened a long time ago, right?"

Zhou Mo: "Yes."

Han Chen: "I used to be able to change majors in second-level subjects, but now I can't, unless I go to graduate school again."

Zhou Mo: "Preventive medicine can still be a clinical graduate student."

Han Chen: "It was a long time ago."

Zhou Mo: "Yes, if preventive medicine can be transferred to clinical practice, I guess I will also study clinical practice."

Han Chen: "Don't come, I'm too tired."

Zhou Mo looked at Han Chen, lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were about to close.

"I see," she asked, "I carry my thighs every day, and what I do is no different from heavy physical labor."

Han Chen suddenly opened his eyes, "How do you know?"

Zhou Mo said: "I have a classmate who is a graduate student in orthopedics. He said that orthopedics is very unfriendly to girls, mainly because girls are too weak to carry their thighs. But as long as they enter the orthopedics department, regardless of gender, they have to carry their thighs. You have to carry it even if you move."

Han Chen raised his hand and gently stroked Zhou Mo's hair hanging behind him. He smiled and said, "You're right. I'm too tired."

His other hand, palm turned, rested on his eyes.

Zhou Mo immediately lay beside him and took his hands from his eyes.

"Rest when you're tired."

"I can't bear to rest, it's rare to lie down with you." Han Chen opened his eyes and looked at her.

"What is there to be reluctant to do, I can't run away," Zhou Mo hugged Han Chen, and said, "It will be a long time in the future."

It was the first time that Han Chen, who had never complained at work, told her clearly that he was "tired". Zhou Mo was very pleased, which meant that Han Chen also began to choose to rely on her psychologically.

That's a good start.

"I have always imagined a good marriage relationship is to communicate more, understand each other, and rely on each other," Zhou Mo said: "Today you can tell me that you are tired, I am very happy."

Han Chen smiled wearily and rubbed her back, "I have something to tell you. The hospital is preparing to hold a case report competition, and Duan Feng and I both want to participate."

"Are you ready to confront him frankly?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Well," Han Chen said, "You're right. I should use all my strength to fight him with real swords and guns, and respect my opponent."

"Are you confident?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Yes, and no," Han Chen said, "No one can guarantee that he will win 100%, but he can only guarantee that he will do his best 100%."

Zhou Mo: "It's okay, just try your best, it doesn't matter if you lose, anyway, you will always be the best in my heart."

"Why didn't I realize that you also have sweet lips? Huh?" Han Chen turned over and kissed Zhou Mo's lips lightly.

"If I don't talk sweetly, how could those uncles, aunts, and elders in the family be so rare for me?"

"That's right," Han Chen looked at her tenderly, "You are the most likable."

"Compete well," Zhou Mo said, "I'll give you a gift when you win, okay?"

"what gift?"

"Well... I haven't figured it out yet, I'll know when you win."