True Love Waits

Everyone knew how complicated the case of Bed 9 was. If it were simple, they would not have been discussing it for so long with no solution.

Sidell paged through his notes and asked Sheffield, "What's your opinion, Dr. Tang?"

He knew they were trying to set him up, so Sheffield raised his eyebrows to Pablo. "Since Dr. Wang thinks so highly of me, let me perform the operation!"

The look in Sidell's eyes was complicated. He really didn't know which was greater, Sheffield's skills-or his arrogance. "I hope you aren't just being stubborn."

Sheffield smiled, "Of course, I'm not! The sooner the operation is performed, the better. I will come to the hospital tomorrow morning to do the surgery. Someone needs to let his family know." The meeting ended soon.

After a dozen doctors walked out of the office, Sheffield stood up from his chair, put his arm around Pablo and asked, "Hey, man, what did I ever do to piss you off?"

Pablo glanced at his hand and said, "Nothing."

Sheffield feigned a ponderous look. "Then why do I think you're trying to bring me down?"

"You wound me, Dr. Tang. Why on earth would I do that? I really admire your medical skills," answered Pablo, in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

"And yours are quite good as well. You just have to apply yourself sometimes!" Sheffield said in a lukewarm tone. Then he turned around and left. Looking at his back, Pablo sneered.

'You are so arrogant! We'll see how proud you are when you fail to save the patient.'

After leaving the office, instead of rushing to the outpatient department, Sheffield took out his phone and sent a message. "Darling, I'm performing major surgery tomorrow."

Evelyn was answering a phone call when she heard a new message alert from WeChat.

'Darling? Surgery?' The message was from someone named "Prince Tang." Who else could it be beside Sheffield Tang?

remember friending him on WeChat.

decided to friend her on WeChat. He wanted to respect her, but she would never give him her contact info

way to do it, and, as underhanded as he was, it was preferable. After hanging up, Evelyn stared at the WeChat

popped up. "And I'm being set up, too. If the surgery goes south, we

crying emoji at the end

sent a message with

and asked, "Hey, are you free today? I'd like

answered. Again, one

cold message. "What happened to the passionate woman I was with last

angry and embarrassed at

red exclamation mark beside his message. Only then did he realize that she had blocked him. There was also a tip which

heart. 'Ouch! She's so heartless! And it

phone back in his

got off work in the evening, he hopped on his computer, and hacked into WeChat using a malicious app. He got

Evelyn got off work. She hammered her sore shoulders

waiting for her at the entrance of the office building, its rear

out, he waved happily

rendered speechless. She wasn't

his car. He opened the trunk and said, "Voila! Surprised? They're for

flowers, 99 heart-shaped

a card on it, which read: to my love,

and handed it

moved. With trembling heart, she took the box from him

the box and saw a blue tourmaline jewelry set: a dragonfly-shaped brooch

a bit, she said, "A