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?

I don't remember friending him

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

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

to whether to reply to his message, another message from him popped up. "And I'm being set up, too. If the surgery goes south, we

was a crying emoji at the

a message with only one word:

free today? I'd like to go out to lunch with you. How about it,

Evelyn answered. Again, one

"What happened to the passionate woman I was with last night? I miss

face was burning with embarrassment. She was angry

that she had blocked him. There was also a tip which said, "You are not

She's so heartless! And it

a hurry. He tucked his phone back in his pocket and then went to

he got off work 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, and

the time Evelyn got off work. She hammered her sore shoulders with her fists

at the entrance of the

happily at her. "Hi Evelyn,

rendered speechless. She wasn't

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

trunk was full of flowers, 99 heart-shaped pink roses surrounded by pink baby's

on it, which

the box and handed it to her. "And another gift, just to say

a lie if she said she wasn't moved. With trembling heart, she took the box from him and asked, "What's

the box and saw a blue tourmaline jewelry

bit, she said, "A present for