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?

him on WeChat. How did

wanted to respect her, but she would never give him her contact info willingly. He

phone, friended himself on WeChat, and exchanged phone numbers. It was a genius way to do it, and, as underhanded as he

as 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 can't

crying emoji at

a message with only one word:

he sent a sad face and asked, "Hey, are you free today? I'd like to go out to lunch with you.

answered. Again,

to the passionate woman I was

was angry and embarrassed at

message. Only then did he realize that she had blocked him. There was also a

'Ouch! She's so heartless! And it only makes me love her

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

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 added

quite late by the time Evelyn got off work. She hammered her sore

at the entrance of the office building, its rear facing the

her come out, he waved happily at her. "Hi Evelyn, I'm

speechless.

his car. He opened the trunk and

full of flowers, 99 heart-shaped pink

card on it, which

box. Sheffield picked up the box and handed it to

said she wasn't moved. With trembling heart, she took the box from

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

she said,