"Dr. Han might like me."

When Zhang Ming saw this sentence, the first thing that came to his mind was...

Shameless.

Han Mi-hee is summery, how could she possibly like you?

But then I thought, wasn't the reason he had Ge Xuan keep running into Han Meiji just for this moment?

He took a screenshot and sent it to the Three Musketeers group.

And added a sentence.

"Sigh, isn't Han Meiji a good man?"

Dean Jia: "...This Ge Xuan is quite confident. Just because we chat casually, does that mean you like him? I chat with tons of people every day, and you two chat with me every day too. Do you like me?"

Liu Yu: "I like you, can't you tell?"

Dean Jia: "...Don't scare me."

Liu Yu: "See? You don't understand love."

Zhang Ming: "You two stop arguing and quickly help me analyze this situation. Is Han Meiji really in love with Ge Xuan?"

Dean Jia: "How would we know? Let the young people handle their own affairs."

Zhang Ming: "What do you mean 'it's a young person's business'? This is summer, aren't you going to help?"

Dean Jia: "How can I help?"

Liu Yu spoke up: "Alright, there's no use saying all this. Let Ge Xuan continue to observe and make sure he behaves politely. I heard that Han Meiji and Xia Tian have a rather ambiguous relationship, and they're just one step away from officially becoming a couple."

"At this point, Han Meiji is still flirting with other men, which means this girl is no good and not suitable for us."

Zhang Ming: "Sigh..."

Zhang Ming, who was lounging like Ge You, let out a long sigh, his old face showing immense sadness, as if he himself had just experienced heartbreak.

Zhang Yunshu called out from the kitchen, "Dad, come and have some soup."

Zhang Ming replied with an expression that said, "This old man is heartbroken."

"I'm not drinking anymore, I have no appetite."

I wanted to find a wife for Xia Tian, ​​but... it seems like I'm going to fail again.

Zhang Ming felt like he had just broken up with his girlfriend.

I felt completely lost and had no appetite!

Ding Dong!

Zhang Ming's WeChat buzzed. He looked down and saw it was a message from Dean Jia.

"If it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. Qiaoqiao isn't married yet. Let me talk to Lao Jin. Qiaoqiao and Xia Tian are really a good match. Maybe if I can bring them together, the two of them might actually get together."

"Feelings are unpredictable."

Liu Yu: That's true. My wife and I didn't like each other at first. We hated each other the most when we were in school, but we ended up together. You can never be sure about matters of the heart.

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up.

So that's how it is...

Is there still a chance for Xia Tian and Zhang Yunshu?

After all, you can never be sure about matters of the heart.

Hey.

Zhang Ming shouted, "Daughter, serve Dad a bowl of soup!"

I replied in the group chat.

"Old Jia is right. If it doesn't work out with Han Meiji, you can still try Qiaoqiao or Yunshu. You never know when it comes to matters of the heart."

Liu Yu: "...Old Zhang still won't give up."

Dean Jia: "...Let him continue daydreaming."

Zhang Ming: "What do you mean? What's wrong with my daughter? She and Xia Tian are a perfect match. Although she's not as smart as Xia Tian, ​​what's the use of being that smart for a girl? As long as she can be a good wife and mother, that's enough. My daughter comes from a good family and is well-mannered. What's wrong with her?"

A perfect match?

Dean Jia: Old Liu, let's not talk anymore. Let him immerse himself in his fantasy.

Liu Yu: That's exactly what I was thinking.

After drinking a bowl of thick soup, Zhang Ming went into his study and began reading various medical magazines. As the saying goes, one is never too old to learn, and he had to read some medical literature every night before going to bed.

Expanding your knowledge base will prevent you from being clueless when encountering various complex and difficult cases during medical visits.

11pm.

Zhang Ming yawned and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

At this time.

His phone rang; it was Ge Xuan calling.

Why are you making phone calls so late?

Has she hooked up with Han Mi-hee?

With a heart full of trepidation, Zhang Ming answered the phone.

"Feed? Ge Xuan, what's wrong?"

Ge Xuan on the other end of the phone was extremely flustered. He shouted into the phone, "Director, something bad has happened! Dr. Han called the police saying I was following her, and now the police are here to arrest me!"

"Director, help!!!"

beep...

"Hey, feed me?"

Is Ge Xuan still alive?

beep...

The phone was dialed, but no one answered.

Zhang Ming panicked and hurriedly shouted in the group chat.

"We're doomed! Han Meiji called the police, saying Ge Xuan was following her!"

Dean Jia: "...This has blown up, Lao Zhang, I'm not trying to be mean...sigh..."

Liu Yu: "Let's hurry to the police station to bail them out."

Zhang Ming's mind was buzzing; he never expected it to turn out this way.

If Han Meiji knew that it was he who arranged Ge Xuan, what would she think?

Will you call the police?

Will you tell Xia Tian?

How could a high-ranking director do something like this... What are young people supposed to think?

Zhang Ming sighed, changed his clothes, and went out to rescue the person.

I had just reached the door.

Ge Xuan's phone rang.

Zhang Ming quickly answered the phone: "Hey, Ge Xuan, where are you? How are you? Don't worry, I'm coming to pick you up."

Ge Xuan's deep voice came through.

"Director, I'm out now. I've told Dr. Han everything. Dr. Han wants to meet with you. Please contact her. I'm going home now."

"I'm sorry, Director, I didn't handle things well..."

Hey……

Zhang Ming sighed: "Alright, you can go home now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ming sent a message to Han Meiji.

Where shall we meet?

Han Mi-hee: "I've arrived at the Starbucks near your house."

Arrived so quickly?

Have they come knocking on our door?

Zhang Ming put his phone in his pocket and headed straight for Starbucks, feeling very uneasy the whole way.

What will Han Mi-hee do?

Pointing at his nose and cursing him?

Threaten him?

Call the police?

For a moment, Zhang Ming even wanted to run away, turn around and leave, and not face it, but he still insisted on walking over.

The person hadn't even reached the door yet.

Han Meiji was already waiting at the door. She was wearing a short dress and carrying a handbag. She had a delicate appearance and looked just like a manga girl. However, her eyes did not have the innocence of a manga girl. Instead, they were deep and unfathomable.

What would a girl like this swear like?

Zhang Ming couldn't figure it out.

Han Meiji saw him, took two quick steps forward, and stopped about four or five meters away from Zhang Ming. Her next move startled Zhang Ming.

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