Dr. Shen, You Are Fine After Six Years.

It had been six years, and Xu Zhiyi thought she would never see him again in this life. It wasn't until my grandmother came to Beijing in critical condition that she saw three words on the hospital's guidance sign - Shen Jibai, deputy chief physician of cardiac surgery. The moment the door to the consulting room opened, their eyes met. The "Hello, Doctor Shen" she had prepared was stuck in her throat. And he just looked at her, as if he wanted to fill in all the gaps in the past six years. "Sit down." His voice was hoarse. She suddenly understood: it turned out that he was nervous too. That heavy rain that year, that "breakup fee" letter, that photo of him being "engaged" with someone else... Every cut is engraved in my heart. She blocked all his contact information overnight and fled to the south alone. It took her six years to learn to "let go". Now that grandma's surgery was successful, she just wants to make a dignified exit. But he refused to let her go—— Outside the ward, he stood guard late at night, holding in his hand the hand-drawn anatomy diagram she had given her during her freshman year. When there is a crisis in the studio, he solves it secretly and never leaves his name behind. She told herself again and again: Don't be soft-hearted. Until my best friend sent me a video. In the picture, he tore up the engagement letter in front of everyone, slammed the door and left: "My wife can only be Xu Zhiyi. Whoever loves this ruined family property will want it!" She finally knew that in the past six years, he had been looking for her to go crazy. Late that night, hospital corridor. She stood behind him, her voice trembling: "Shen Jibai..." He turned back, his eyes red: "Xu Zhiyi, I can save the world, but I can't save you." She burst into tears. Later, he knitted a ring with surgical sutures and knelt down on one knee: "Four years in college, six years apart. All the rest of my life will be yours."