Chapter 8: The Sinister Aunt

Jiang Jiusheng joked a few more times before hanging up the phone. As the elevator doors opened, she looked up and was momentarily taken aback. She had taken the wrong path again. The first-floor payment hall was extremely noisy, crowded with people, completely unlike the sparsely populated entrance that Mo Bing had taken her through when she arrived.

The voice is also very pleasant to hear; although slightly hoarse, it possesses a uniquely distinctive timbre. Doctor Zhang couldn't help but take another look.

"No need to thank me," Shi Jin smiled, placed the registration slip on the table, said to Dr. Zhang, "Thank you for your trouble," and then left the consultation room

She works in a different department from Shi Jin and does not interact with him frequently. However, Shi Jin is a genius doctor renowned for his surgical skills at Tianbei Hospital. His reputation is well-known; at the age of 20, he obtained dual doctor's degrees from Yale Medical School. At 21, he performed his first cardiac surgery as the lead surgeon, which was a relatively minor operation, yet he gained fame at the Central Affiliated Hospital for his exceptionally fast and precise suturing technique. It is said that the suturing method he pioneered has been included in the textbooks of Yale Medical School. At 22, he independently performed a cardiac tumor surgery with a success rate of only 5%, achieving the latest medical advancements in surgical atrial aneurysms. By the age of 24, he took a position at Tianbei Hospital, and in just two short years, the name Shi Jin has become synonymous with authority in the field of cardiac surgery in the country.

She kindly inquired, "Could you please give me an autograph after the event?"

This is the chief physician of gynecology, Zhang Rong

Rock superstar Jiang Jiusheng is the 'husband' that her daughter Tian Tian often mentions. This twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old young lady possesses an inexplicable charm that has captivated the wild and unruly little ancestor of the family, who seems to be enchanted. Every wall in the house is covered with posters of Jiang Jiusheng.

After being in a daze for a while, she spoke first, describing her symptoms: "There is a lot of bleeding," trying to regard the other party as an ordinary gynecologist, and added, "It hurts a lot."

Jiang Jiusheng adjusted his mask, pressing it against the brim of his hat, and walked with his head down: "I have seen it."

Shi Jin took off the stethoscope hanging around her neck and said, "Not in a hurry"

Jiang Jiusheng could not find a way to decline politely

Shi Jin raised her head, the corners of her lips slightly lifting: "It is you, Miss Jiang."

It seems that this fateful encounter has occurred more than once

Jiang Jiusheng replied: "Apart from going to the wrong consultation room."

Doctor Zhang had a certain illusion; the way Doctor Shi was so attentive resembled that of a family member of a patient. He picked up the registration form and glanced at it, becoming a bit more courteous: "Miss Mo, please take a seat"

Jiang Jiusheng was momentarily taken aback

She lowered her head and spoke concisely, not quite accustomed to discussing such private matters in detail with others

She has a poor sense of direction and is somewhat of a mild road idiot. Mo Bing was not surprised; she chuckled on the other end of the phone and mentioned, "Oh, the doctor with beautiful hands I told you about last time is a cardiothoracic surgeon."

She then handed over the registration form in her hand

In order to avoid fans and reporters, Mo Bing used her own name to register for the appointment.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Shi Jin asked

A smile that is not quite a smile, merely a slight curve at the corners of his mouth, as if billions of stars in his eyes have parted the clouds, shining brilliantly

Shi Jin walked in front of her, maintaining a distance that was neither too far nor too close, and they did not engage in conversation. Upon descending the stairs, she stopped outside the fourth consultation room from the left

Upon hearing this, Shi Jin slightly furrowed her brows in confusion and asked, "Where is the wound?"

She cannot be considered obscure, as she has quite a few fans. Even when dressed modestly, she has never been recognized along the way, yet she wonders how Shi Jin was able to identify her at a glance

Shi Jin lowered her head and smiled gently, her eyes concealing the softest stars of spring: "Miss Jiang, this is the surgery department, the gynecology department is on the lower floor, the fourth room from the left"

This is how Dr. Zhang recognized this face

Mo Bing had an accident. Although the artists in her family have always had an impulse towards beautiful hands, it was merely an impulse and they never truly touched them. This doctor neighbor is the first precedent.

Jiang Jiusheng responded with a sound of acknowledgment and added, "He is still my neighbor"

After Dr. Zhang was astonished, he felt a bit more delighted: "My daughter is your fan"

Shi Jin led Jiang Jiu Sheng into the consultation room. The lady sitting in the swivel chair appeared to be in her forties or fifties, with a few strands of white hair at her temples. She had an ordinary appearance and wore silver-rimmed glasses, exuding a friendly demeanor

The other party was patient and always spoke gently: "Miss Jiang, may I take a look at your registration slip?"

The driver Mo, who drives at the slightest disagreement

wound

Jiang Jiusheng collected his disoriented spirit, walked over slowly, took a seat, and removed his mask and hat: "Hello, Dr. Shi"

Do you need me to take you there

He knocked on the door, and the woman inside said, "Please come in"

This was the first time Dr. Zhang saw Dr. Shi, who is usually solitary, walking with someone. He couldn't help but take a closer look at the person behind Dr. Shi. Dressed in a mask and scarf, the individual was well-covered, standing nearly 1.7 meters tall, with an excellent physique, and was somewhat slender. She was a young woman with a remarkable presence in her every gesture.

After a brief moment of embarrassment, she thought to herself, oh, so Shi Jin is a surgeon, her gaze involuntarily falling on the pair of hands holding the registration slip, such beautiful hands, if only they were to grasp a scalpel...

Mo Bing teased her: "Did you touch it? His hand." She knew that Jiang Jiusheng, who had a hand fetish, would feel an impulse to touch or even possess a beautiful hand if he saw one

I apologize for the interruption

"I touched it." Jiang Jiusheng admitted openly

I brought my friend over

At the age of twenty-six, this man's hands have already reached a price beyond the realm of medicine. This man is elegant and refined, yet also reclusive

Upon seeing Shi Jin, Dr. Zhang was evidently quite surprised: "How did Dr. Shi come here?"

Shi Jin, he resembles a figure who has stepped out of an ancient painting, every stroke and contour is meticulously crafted, no wonder he attracts so many admirers

The issue is not very serious, and spicy and cold foods should be avoided. Doctor Zhang prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning. After leaving the consultation room, Jiang Jiusheng received a call from Mo Bing

Jiang Jiusheng responded with a smile: "Of course"

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and met his gaze, momentarily dazed. He was wearing a doctor's white coat, with the collar of his white shirt buttoned up to his neck, a simple and ordinary combination. Yet, his appearance and the aura surrounding him made him all the more resemble a refined gentleman, as if he were a jade tree among orchids.

Jiang Jiusheng chuckled and said, "I only want hands, not people. What should I do?"

Shengsheng, Mo Bing paused, without joking, "You are not an idol singer, you can fall in love."

Is it over

Without mentioning Lin Anzhi, Mo Bing asked again: "Is everything going smoothly?"

Jiang Jiusheng pulled up the scarf at his collar, pressed down the brim of his hat, and quickly navigated through the crowd with his head lowered. After passing the toll gate, there was a long corridor, at the end of which was the entrance to the underground parking garage

She took out her phone and was about to dial Assistant Xiao Qiao's number

The plaque at the entrance bears the inscription in black regular script: Gynecology, Zhang Rong

Jiang Jiusheng removed his mask and said, "My surname is Jiang"

... ...

Mo Bing's response was very serious: "Trust me, what can make you the most comfortable is definitely not the hand"

She expressed her gratitude to Shi Jin

Mo Bing was quite surprised: "What a coincidence."

Dr. Zhang was even more surprised

Jiang Jiusheng turned around to see a young girl, around seventeen or eighteen years old, carrying a backpack, exuding a certain student-like demeanor. Jiang Jiusheng nodded, as a form of greeting.

Jiang Jiusheng: "... ..."

Well

Jiang Jiusheng retracted his chaotic thoughts: "You must be very busy, no need for that." After all, he didn't even have time to have a meal with Miss Zhou.