Chapter 5, Human calculations cannot compare to heavenly calculations

When she saw the doctor, Cong Rong squinted her eyes at the nameplate on her chest, which read He Wenjing. Then she looked at the woman in front of her, who was half a head taller and appeared to be bold and spirited, and indeed, the name was the opposite of the person.

Zhong Zhen glanced at his phone again, "Afternoon"

Cong Rong thought that, as usual, a few days of medication would suffice, but this time the toothache was particularly severe. She increased the dosage, yet there was no sign of relief; instead, half of her face became swollen. She glanced at the recent court schedule and decisively decided to send a text message to Zhong Zheng.

Cong Rong walked over and flipped through them, unable to understand. Her peripheral vision caught sight of several medical notes on the corner of the table, and she reached out to take a look.

Step aside, with a ball in its mouth, wagging its tail and looking at him with eager anticipation

Brother He lost his temper, "Dear Senior Brother, you have hurt me. Next time you introduce someone familiar to come for treatment, I will pull out all their teeth and then put them back one by one!"

Not life-threatening, inflammation, fever, not a big issue, it will be fine once removed, but eating is a problem

Zhong Zhen immediately ran off joyfully after hearing this

He Ge put away his smile and said, "I also know someone with a very strange name, called 'Ginseng'. It would be necessary to introduce you to each other."

Wen Shaoqing stood at the entrance of the dental treatment room and looked inside, seeing He Wenjing. He greeted her, asking: "Where is Zhong Zhen's cousin?"

Cong Rong nodded slightly and replied with a serious expression: "How do you know? He really has a biological sister named Zhong Buyu."

You have been delaying the extraction of this wisdom tooth for so long, just have it removed

Wen Shaoqing was speechless, "I am asking about your condition."

Zhong Zhen faced setbacks, "Just have some pity on my cousin..."

Wen Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright, let's go downstairs to play ball"

Cong Rong glanced at her with difficulty and saw her face filled with expectation, so he called out to her with a complex expression: "He Ge"

Cong Rong had not yet responded, yet she began to laugh to herself again, "Hahaha... just thinking about the name Zhong Zhen is so amusing. Does he perhaps have a younger brother or sister named Bu Yu? Loyal and unwavering?"

Cong Rong smiled lightly, not taking it to heart. Such an old-fashioned behavior, isn't it the old gentleman, or at least half an old gentleman?

He Wenjing paused for a moment and said, "I do not like others calling me Doctor He; you may call me Brother He."

After He Ge drove a group of students out, he smiled and said: "I will prescribe you some anti-inflammatory medication; come back to me for extraction once the swelling has subsided"

Zhong Zhenyi was busy all afternoon, and finally found some free time. He planned to go see Cong Rong, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned back. In the hospital room, he found Wen Shaoqing and approached him with a flattering expression, "Teacher Wen, Dr. Chen has a surgery later, and I would like to observe it. Could you please help me check on my cousin over there?"

Indeed, human plans cannot compare to the plans of heaven

Upon mentioning this, He Wenjing immediately deflated, "Dear Senior Brother, do I really not resemble a woman?"

Cousin, are you crazy?!" Zhong Zhen entered emoji mode again, looking at Cong Rong with an incredulous expression, then stretched out her finger, "Previously, a rich second generation offered this amount to buy it, and my boss didn't even give him a glance!

He Wenjing has always admired this senior brother and responded eagerly: "I am leaving"

Cong Rong nodded in pain, "Mm."

Alright, Wen Shaoqing looked at Zhong Zheng for a while and finally sighed, "You should go prepare as well, I will go check on your cousin."

Wen Shaoqing looked at Chen Cu and smiled slightly, "Do you need help? His cousin Chuchu is about to get married. Will you take on this task or not?"

Cong Rong, after meticulous deduction and calculation, chose the time when Wen Shaoqing was least likely to go out to return home. However, just as she stepped out of the elevator and was about to jog back home, the door across from her suddenly opened. Wen Shaoqing, dressed in light-colored loungewear and holding a garbage bag, was about to step out, with Rang Yi Rang, wagging its tail, following behind her

In hospitals, from doctors to nurses, those who are somewhat older, regardless of gender, love to introduce people to potential partners. Chen Cu, having suffered from this kind of pressure in his early years, quickly retreated to a safe zone upon hearing this, saying, "I can't accept, I have a girlfriend. I have a surgery to prepare for shortly, so you all can chat slowly."

She struggled to open her mouth and called out, "Hmm, Doctor He."

Wen Shaoqing expressed delicately: "From a medical perspective, you are."

He Ge put on a mask and helped Cong Rong check, "Your face is all swollen? You have a fever, don't you?"

Zhong Zhen looked up from a pile of medical records after reading the text message and asked, "Teacher Wen, do you know anyone in the Department of Stomatology?"

"Alright," Wen Shaoqing said as he walked out, "Remember to collect double the fee"

He Wenjing glanced at the medical record and said, "Cong Rong? Oh, is she Zhong Zhen's cousin? He mentioned it to me."

Cong Rong squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "toothache"

Cong Rong also knew it was impossible to give it to her, but still, she was unwilling to give up and wanted to ask one more time. Being rejected was nothing; she smiled and agreed, "Hmm... the old man does have quite a character."

Wen Shaoqing glanced and said, "Sister He, if you continue like this, those little nurses will really be charmed by you."

At this moment, at the breakfast table, Zhong Zhen looked at Cong Rong's contorted features and found it somewhat unbearable, "Cousin, why does your expression look so pained?"

The image of a professor, characterized by warm and elegant handwriting, lively demeanor, and refined grace, comes vividly to life on the paper. Cong Rong nods in agreement, saying, "Hmm... it is rare to see anyone writing with a brush these days, let alone writing so many characters."

Cong Rong's face was half swollen, and when she tugged at the corner of her mouth, a sharp pain shot through her. She decided not to speak, instead squeezing out a "mm" from her throat, and then, not willing to give up, asked: "Is it possible not to extract it?"

Cong Rong stood on the balcony for a while before returning to the room. She had taken over the study, so Zhong Zheng was reading in the living room. She thought Zhong Zheng was asleep, but upon entering, she saw him bent over a low table reading, with several thick medical books spread out on the table, nearly burying him beneath them.

Recently, Zhong Zhen often addressed Wen Shaoqing as "cousin" in a playful manner. Wen Shaoqing, fully aware of his little tricks, responded with a good-natured smile, saying, "I am also busy."

Since that day of the "long-awaited reunion," Wen Shaoqing had not encountered Cong Rong for several days. One morning, Wen Shaoqing stood in the corridor, gazing at the closed door across from him, and asked with his head lowered, "Could it be that she has run away again? After 'turning herself in,' has she once again fled in fear of punishment?"

He Wenjing has always maintained a simple and efficient style during working hours, casually leaning against the equipment while speaking with confidence. Two young nurses continuously come in and out, occasionally stealing glances at her, and when He Wenjing notices, she smiles at them.

Cong Rong looked at the person in front of her, who had been chatting with her for quite a while, and increasingly felt that the doctor introduced to her by Zhong Zheng was unreliable

Just now, Dr. Chen, who was mentioned earlier, passed by. He saw Zhong Zheng's pitiful appearance and asked, "What happened? Do you need help?" After saying that, he nudged Wen Shaoqing, "Did you scold him again?"

He Wenjing smiled slightly and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Cong Rong? Zhong Zhen? Is this the style of naming in your family?"

Cong Rong only remembered that he had left some documents at home and forgot to bring them when it was almost time to get off work. He sent a text message to Zhong Zheng, saying that he would not be going back to his place tonight

Zhong Zhen shook her phone and said, "It's not me, it's my cousin. She used to be quite decisive, but now she has been to several hospitals for her wisdom tooth and still refuses to have it extracted. Now she even has inflammation.

Alright, no problem, you can go over there later and tell her your cousin's name

Cong Rong walked out with the prescription, then turned back to glance at He Wenjing, feeling a sense of doubt. Why did all the people introduced by Zhong Zhen seem so unreliable? Isn't being a doctor supposed to be a serious and aloof profession? ... Why does this one look so ... amusing

The thick volumes of thread-bound books appear to be somewhat aged, yet they are well-preserved. Upon opening, one finds fine calligraphy written with a brush, bound into volumes—one on traditional Chinese medicine and the other on Western medicine. The volume on traditional Chinese medicine contains many traditional characters, some prescriptions, and illustrations of various medicinal materials, while the rest is beyond her comprehension. The volume on Western medicine includes anatomical diagrams, hand-drawn illustrations, and various accompanying images, presented in both Chinese and English, with the English typography being particularly elegant.

In the afternoon, Congrong went to the hospital and registered for the appointment with the doctor that Zhongzhen mentioned.

He Wenjing thought seriously for a moment and concluded: "She is a beauty, very much in the style of a mature woman, and even though her face is swollen, she is still a beauty with a swollen face"

Cong Rong immediately shut her mouth, put on a mask, and sat up

The "gentle" doctor rushed into the corridor like a gust of wind and shouted, instantly attracting a group of students into the treatment room. Brother He pointed at Cong Rong's wisdom tooth, saying, "Take a look at this wisdom tooth; its shape and position are quite distinctive, which can enrich the case studies." After he finished speaking, everyone began to take out their phones to take pictures.

Speaking of this Zhong Zheng, he has a look of admiration on his face, "My boss! Was he instantly recognized? Many classmates in the class want to borrow it to take a look! I heard that my boss comes from a family of medicine; he has been studying medicine since elementary school. These are his summary notes from before! You can't even buy them outside!"

Now it cannot be pulled out even if one wants to; let's wait until the swelling goes down before attempting to pull it out. " Saying this, he suddenly stood up, "Please wait a moment.

Unfortunately, ... Zhong Zhen's wish to have her boss meet her cousin has still not been fulfilled

Cong Rong swallowed and said, "Let me think about it."

Cong Rong has had this wisdom tooth for a long time, and it always hurts whenever there is inflammation. This time, the inflammation was entirely provoked by Wen Shaoqing.

Zhong Zhen's expression fell, "I have already told you! My boss is very young! He is not some old man!"

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but start to distort his expression as he looked at her, "Wisdom teeth?"

Recalling the little devil Zhong Buyu, Cong Rong let out a barely audible sigh

"Has he left?" Wen Shaoqing casually asked, "How is it?"

Cong Rong did not put it down after taking it in hand, "Where did it come from?"

Cong Rong looked for a while, lightly coughed, and tentatively asked: "Could I possibly have a copy of this...?"

Thank you, Teacher Wen

Wen Shaoqing thought for a moment, "It seems that I have a junior sister in the dental department. I will let her know shortly. When does your cousin plan to come?"

He Ge seemed to have sensed the doubt in Cong Rong's eyes, and after a light cough, said, "Um... take off your mask, lie down, and let me take a look at you."

Wen Shaoqing glanced at him and asked, "Is it a toothache?"