Chapter 100

"Doctor Qin, where is your room?" Jiang Lingling glanced at the room.

"This one." Qin Chuan led Jiang Lingling to his room.

The room wasn't very large, with a bed, a computer desk, and a wardrobe. Because the room was small, the study desk, which Qin Chuan had used to place his computer, had completed its mission and was moved to the storage room by Old Qin. Finally, it was thoroughly cleaned out yesterday.

"Is it about what you imagined?" Qin Chuan smiled.

"Pretty much." Jiang Lingling didn't expect Qin Chuan's living space to be so narrow, but she couldn't say it out loud.

"I've lived here since I was a child, so I'm quite used to it. After my parents were laid off, they managed to send me to college and find me a job, which was already quite a feat. Once I earn money, I'll definitely buy a bigger house for my parents." The idea of a house in the hearts of Chinese people is quite inspiring.

"Doctor Qin, buying a house in the future won't be a problem for you." Jiang Lingling was also fantasizing that if she and Qin Chuan were to be together in the future, buying a house would be a joint effort. Should she start saving money from tomorrow?

"It's not that easy. The price of houses changes every day." Qin Chuan sat on the bed, and the somewhat old spring mattress creaked.

Jiang Lingling laughed, "You're already a big boss now, are you afraid of not being able to afford a house?"

"Didn't you hear what Zhan Ting said that day? Don't expect the company to make money in the next few years. With such a large initial investment, it's not easy to turn a profit." Although Qin Chuan was optimistic about his patent, he found it hard to estimate the market.

What Jiang Lingling was most interested in wasn't these things: "Why can't I see any photos from your childhood?"

"Oh, most of the photos from my childhood are in my parents' room. I only have photos from high school and college here." Qin Chuan pointed to the photo album on the bookshelf.

Jiang Lingling didn't want to flip through Qin Chuan's college photos; she didn't want to disturb his memories. She imagined that the girl from his college days held a significant place in his heart.

"Can I see some photos from your childhood?" Jiang Lingling blinked her eyes.

Qin Chuan couldn't refuse: "Sure."

Qin Chuan found a few photo albums in his parents' room, which were basically a collection of his personal photos. Flipping through them, he found a few larger-sized photos that made Jiang Lingling giggle. Doctors are generally more accepting of larger-sized photos, seeing them as just another organ.

"These photos, you should ask my mom about them later. She remembers the story behind each one." Qin Chuan handed the photo albums to Jiang Lingling one by one.

Seeing his larger-sized photos being appreciated by a girl, Qin Chuan blushed.

Jiang Lingling took the photo albums to the living room, and Qin Chuan's mother couldn't stop laughing. The fact that the girl was so interested in Qin Chuan's childhood photos indicated that their relationship wasn't just casual. Many of Qin Chuan's larger-sized photos were taken by his mother.

While his mother was explaining, Qin Chuan ran into the kitchen. Out of sight, out of mind.

Old Qin looked at Qin Chuan with a sympathetic eye: "Hehe, Xiao Chuan, this girl is really nice. What does her family do?"

"Her mother is a teacher." Qin Chuan didn't want to reveal Jiang Lingling's family background in detail to avoid putting pressure on them.

"No wonder, she looks like she comes from a scholarly family. She's well-mannered. What about her father?" Old Qin naturally had to ask.

"He's a civil servant." Qin Chuan also helped with the vegetable preparation.

Old Qin kept urging Qin Chuan to go back to Jiang Lingling: "We have a guest at home, you should go and keep her company. I don't need your help here."

"I have my mom. She's explaining my photo albums again." Qin Chuan said helplessly.

After the meal, the four of them sat around the table. Qin Chuan's living room and dining room were connected, but together they weren't very large. The table was a small square one, with a style and finish that exuded a strong 1980s vibe. In the center of the table was a bowl of fish, and the aroma of the free-range chicken was so rich that it made everyone's appetite grow.

"So many dishes, how can we finish them all?" Jiang Lingling looked at the table full of dishes and was secretly pleased, indicating that the Qin family was very enthusiastic about her visit.

So, the traditional etiquette, which has always been a source of contradiction. How could one talk about frugality at such a time?

Qin Chuan's mother kept serving Jiang Lingling, and soon her bowl was filled to the brim.

"Doctor Qin, help me eat some of this." Jiang Lingling habitually transferred the good food to Qin Chuan's bowl.

"Lingling, don't worry about Xiao Chuan. He's at home, you should eat well yourself." Seeing how considerate Jiang Lingling was, Qin Chuan's mother was naturally very pleased. Such a girl would make a good daughter-in-law.

After the meal, Qin Chuan's mother immediately said, "Xiao Chuan, take Lingling for a walk outside. Our house is small, and sitting inside for too long can be stuffy."

"It's fine. I like it here. The house may be small, but the family is closer." Jiang Lingling genuinely liked this family.

Duo Fu's meals were also good, with several pieces of meat in his dedicated bowl every day. His belly was always round after eating.

"Does he eat so much that he won't get fat?" Jiang Lingling was a bit worried about Duo Fu's figure. Duo Fu seemed very dissatisfied with the suggestion to limit his food and even barked at Jiang Lingling.

"Ha ha. Lingling, he can understand you. He's protesting against your suggestion. This guy is a born foodie. He's very picky about his food. He always washes his bowl clean after each meal, and he won't eat leftovers. It's like raising a little master, not a dog." Qin Chuan kicked Duo Fu lightly to the side.

Duo Fu grunted, feeling helpless with this unreliable owner.

"Hey, don't kick him. He hasn't done anything wrong." This time, Jiang Lingling stood up for Duo Fu.

"Xiao Chuan is just jealous of Duo Fu. He says that since we have Duo Fu, he's not as important anymore." Qin Chuan's mother laughed.

"Mom, how can you say that about your own son? You're not reliable either. Would I be jealous of a little dog?" Qin Chuan smiled bitterly.

"Then why do you kick Duo Fu for no reason? Other people envy us for having such an obedient dog. You always kick him with your foot." Qin Chuan's mother revealed the truth.

"Whatever, the more I explain, the worse it gets. I'm too lazy to argue with you." Qin Chuan was very helpless.

Seeing the close relationship in this family, Jiang Lingling liked it even more. In comparison, her own family was clearly too serious. Jiang Yudong, being in a high position, had an air of authority, and he was not very talkative at home. Zhou Wanqing, a professor and doctoral supervisor, was also very scholarly and career-oriented, lacking the kind of motherly warmth.

Of course, Jiang Lingling only saw the best side of the Qin family. Every family has its own problems, but these problems are often hidden away, not easily revealed unless one truly becomes part of the family.

In the afternoon, Qin Chuan still went out with Jiang Lingling, with Duo Fu following behind.

"Doctor Qin, can I call you by your name from now on?" Jiang Lingling suddenly stopped and made a decision.

"Sure. Haven't I been calling you Lingling for a long time?" Qin Chuan smiled.

Jiang Lingling looked at Qin Chuan with a smile, as if saying, "You understand my meaning."

Qin Chuan naturally understood, but there was still a hint of hesitation in his heart. When he thought about moving past that shadow, he felt a deep pain.

Jiang Lingling looked like a weak girl, but when she pursued love, she could unleash surprising energy.

Jiang Lingling suddenly rushed to Qin Chuan's side and tightly hugged his arm. At that moment, her face was hot, but she didn't care: "Qin Chuan, I want to be your girlfriend!"

Jiang Lingling shouted the last sentence, making passersby stop and look back.

Ding dong!

The calm lake surface rippled with a beautiful wave, shattering everything and then recreating a new beautiful scene. From that moment on, Qin Chuan knew it was time to wave goodbye to the past.

When Jiang Lingling shouted that sentence, Shang Xiu was already in a foreign country. After making a firm decision, she resigned from her job at Nanya Hospital and came to the United States alone. In over a month, she had gradually adapted to the pace of life here. She became an intern doctor at the Indiana University Health Center in Indianapolis, Indiana, which excelled in gynecology. After making her decision, Shang Xiu applied to the Indiana University Health Center and received a quick response.

"Shang, you will assist in this surgery." The attending physician, Dr. Cruz, was very considerate of the new Chinese intern.

Shang Xiu smiled slightly, "Okay."

Such an opportunity was rare for an intern, but the decision was made by the attending physician. Shang Xiu didn't expect to have the chance to enter the operating room so soon after arriving.

Dr. Cruz was relatively young, in his thirties.

"Don't worry, this type of surgery is very mature in our hospital. Go over the patient's medical records carefully. You need to accumulate experience. In the future, I'll give you the chance to be the primary surgeon. I've reviewed your resume; you have already performed multiple surgeries in Chinese hospitals. But here, you need to follow the rules of the Indiana University Health Center." Dr. Cruz was very familiar with Shang Xiu's background.

"I understand." Shang Xiu spoke briefly, with no expression on her face.

A corner of the sky visible through the window was very blue, but Shang Xiu thought of the somewhat dim sky of that distant city. That past was now only a memory, and that person was left in the depths of her thoughts.

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