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?

friending him on

WeChat. He wanted to respect her, but she would never give him her contact info willingly. He had to find a way to get

exchanged phone numbers. It was a genius way to do it, and, as underhanded as he was, it was preferable. After hanging up, Evelyn

him popped up. "And I'm being set up, too. If

a crying emoji at the end of

sent a message with only

I'd like to go out to lunch with you. How about it, my

Again, one

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

burning with embarrassment. She was angry

she had blocked him. There was also a tip which said, "You are not friends yet. Please friend the person first

She's so heartless! And

not in a hurry. He tucked his phone back in

the evening, he hopped on his computer, and hacked into WeChat using a malicious app. He got into Evelyn's account, unblocked his account,

work. She hammered her sore shoulders with her fists and left the office

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

happily at

was rendered speechless. She

around the back of his car. He opened the trunk and said, "Voila! Surprised?

trunk was full of flowers, 99 heart-shaped pink roses

card on it, which read: to my love,

a square brocade box. Sheffield picked up the box and handed it to her. "And another

heart, she took the box from

a blue tourmaline jewelry set: a

bit, she said, "A present