Twilight Scarlet

Chapter 18 Christmas Chapter

They lived well in Forks, but because Qiao Zhen was always worried that his kidney transplant and possible heart repair cases would be taken by some damn intern doctor who was not as skilled as him, so in Marcus's He returned to Seattle Hospital immediately after the restricted leave ended.But unexpectedly, the beautiful youngest of the Karen family also came to Seattle, seeming nervous about crowded places.

Although Bella's condition is stable, she still needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a long period of time before she can undergo surgery.So after Qiao Zhen booked the surgery greedily, she was still actively working in the Seattle hospital.

"Are you sure Edward doesn't need a psychological evaluation? He probably has severe autism or paranoia, which is why he is so nervous and afraid of crowds." Qiao Zhen poured himself a glass of [-] Bora. How much red wine, sitting on the sofa and asking worriedly for the umpteenth time.

Marcus pulled his body into his arms with a dark face and hugged him tightly: "Don't worry, he's just a little shy. He's not a psychopath."

"Hmph, you and your friends are weird."

"Well...he doesn't count, why am I to blame?" Marcus froze suddenly, and laughed unnaturally.

"Well, let me think about it...it's the rich."

"Qiao Zhen, you don't want to go to work on time." Marcus grinned, grabbed Qiao Zhen by the waist, and threatened in a low voice. "Or do you prefer me to take you back to the apartment to get a change of clothes?"

"No, no, no..." Qiao Zhen smiled obsequiously while pushing away Marcus's big hand secretly.

In fact, when Qiao Zhen was on vacation, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he actually agreed to Alex, Bambi and Ribs to live in his own villa-after he actually didn't go home for a few days every month .If Marcus is willing, he only needs to go to Qiao Zhen's home in person, and the two people's secret lover status will be exposed. Qiao Zhen doesn't want to do this.

In the early morning of December 23rd, Qiao Zhen drove his beloved new Volvo SUV to the hospital. After cleaning its dark blue shell quite comfortably, he walked out of the parking lot happily.

"Oh, it looks like you got a lot of money." Richard was still the brand-new expensive Harley that roared, and he flicked around Qiao Zhen with a handsome tail, and stopped at Qiao Zhen next to the car.

"Hey, be careful, you brat, you'll never end with messing around!" Qiao Zhen yelled nervously, and deliberately ignored someone's teasing.

"Shit, my skills are not good." Richard took off his helmet and shook his head.

Qiao Zhen glanced at him, rolled her eyes and said nothing.

"Hey, I heard you performed a thoracotomy on that beautiful patient while you were on vacation? Using a box knife and a pen tube? That's cool."

Qiao Zhen couldn't help laughing when he thought of the operation. "Well, it was an emergency, so I can only use those materials."

"Oh, why didn't I encounter such a situation." Richard yelled regretfully, like a child who didn't get candy.

"Because your character is not good." Qiao Zhen glanced at him with a smirk, and quickly walked into the locker room.

"Damn it, I said you can't spare me?"

"No."

Richard rolled his eyes and walked into the locker room.

As soon as the two of them walked into the locker room, they were greeted by Bambi's happy smiling face. "Are there any activities for Christmas?" Bambi asked enthusiastically.

Richard subconsciously shook his head. "Not yet, how about you, Qiao Zhen?"

Qiao Zhen didn't understand either, so she honestly shook her head and looked back at Richard blankly. "I do not have either."

"Very well, we have decided to hold a Christmas dinner party at Qiao Zhen's house, and I officially invite you."

"..."

"Don't refuse!" The moment Qiao Zhen was about to speak, Bambi suddenly turned cold and interjected extremely quickly.

"Okay." Richard nodded without any worries. He is not from the city and has no time to go home. Having such a party is better than being alone, so of course he is happy to agree. "Who else?"

"It's colleagues from our group, Alex and Mike... Come tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, and you will help me set the table."

"Oh, that's great." Richard smiled, "Then I will definitely go."

"Thank you for participating." Bambi laughed, looking innocent and cute, before Qiao Zhen refused, he quickly turned back to another place, and Qiao Zhen had no time to refuse.

Fast forward to Christmas.Although Marcus and Qiao Zhen didn't care much about celebrating Christmas.But now, to be dragged through Christmas and have a small party - it's just plain stupid.Haven't they seen enough in the hospital?

He is not an American, he is not a believer in Jesus or Christ, he is Chinese!The Chinese don't celebrate Christmas, they only celebrate Spring Festival.Qiao Zhen muttered.

"Then treat this as the Spring Festival." Bambi said casually while defrosting a large piece of turkey in the kitchen with great excitement.

"Besides, shouldn't turkey be eaten at Christmas?" Qiao Zhen looked at the very expensive and not delicious turkey resentfully. He was sure that in the hands of these three bachelors, this chicken would definitely not be good. It will taste better than those sold outside.Qiao Zhen said coolly, trying to stop Bambi's enthusiasm.Damn it, he just came back to get a key, why did Mao meet Bambi so badly? !What the hell is he doing when he doesn't sleep at noon? !

"Hey, if you didn't miss Thanksgiving, we might have turkey in October."

"...Hey, there's no need to make up for... right?" Qiao Zhen lost her strength, grabbed her car keys and wanted to leave.

"Hello." Chicken ribs appeared out of nowhere, looked at Qiao Zhen with a serious face, and "coincidentally" blocked his way. "What are you doing?"

"what?"

"You are on vacation today, I know."

"..."

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"Yes... I have an urgent..."

"You will accompany us today, with everyone, and gather in the restaurant before three o'clock in the afternoon, and then prepare dinner together. Today is Christmas, you don't want to work overtime in the hospital, do you?"

The last two words were almost gritted.Qiao Zhen shivered as he looked at the small universe where the chicken ribs were almost on fire.Then, a bell rang at the door.

Thank God.Qiao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to know who everyone was referring to... The most important thing was to escape from here. "I'm going to open the door."

"No, stay here, don't sneak around. I'll go open it." Chicken Ribs obviously knew what he was paying attention to, and immediately threw him to Bambi who was preparing something in the kitchen, and ordered with incomparable momentum: " Take care of him and don't let him run away."

"Okay." Bambi immediately freed his hand and grabbed Qiao Zhen. Qiao Zhen looked at the oil stains on his brand new clothes and wanted to cry without tears.The person who came was Alex. He seemed to have gone out shopping very early and came back with a bunch of things.

Qiao Zhen looked at this playboy-like guy in surprise, "Alex, you actually know how to go to the supermarket to queue up early in the morning on Christmas day."

"Hey, it's not like I haven't had Christmas." Alex replied, and began to dissect the turkey skillfully, using a No. [-] scalpel.Qiao Zhen was speechless.

"Okay, okay, let go, I'll just stay."

"That's right."

"Oh, by the way, I also invited Director Volturi."

"...what the hell?!" Qiao Zhen almost trembled and looked at Bambi, "you you you...why did you invite him?"

"Oh, when I invited Alex in the corridor that day, he seemed very interested by the side, so I invited him."

"Damn it, how could you invite him? He's... You know he's... What you have to do is to help, not to help..."

"He's the biggest head in the hospital. I know, Mike has already yelled at me. So what? Do you want me to say to him blankly in that corridor, sorry, the party is our little people's private party , His coming will give you headaches, bloated stomachs and indigestion?! So I only invited Alex and not you?!" Bambi looked at Qiao Zhen innocently. "Who will help me then?"

"..."

Qiao Zhen immediately said, "I need to make a call."

"It's up to you, as long as you don't step out of the house and come to this dinner party quietly and on time, you'll be fine."

"I'm going to make a phone call." Qiao Zhen walked out numbly.

"Marcus, what do you want?"

"what?"

"Did you know that Bambi and the others were going to have a party?"

"Of course, I'm surprised you didn't invite me, but it doesn't matter that George knows better manners."

"Damn it, I don't... Forget it, remember that after you come here, you are not allowed to make eye contact with me, you are not allowed to pay attention to me, let alone talk to me, and don't stay within [-] centimeters of me! Also, don't mention Syphilis! Richard is coming too."

"Heh... I have attended social occasions, I have perfect social etiquette, remember? Don't worry, I won't put you in my mouth like a hungry wolf as soon as I come out. Even if I want to do it , but I am sensible." Marcus laughed in a low voice at the end of his words, and then said.

"..." Well, Qiao Zhen is really not sure if the party can go on smoothly.

"I'm joking." Marcus laughed again on the phone.

"I know you're not." Qiao Zhen hung up the phone angrily.

Marcus looked at the phone that was hung up and beeped, and imagined Qiao Zhen's distraught appearance, so he couldn't help laughing.At this time, Edward just pushed the door open and entered. Seeing his appearance, he suddenly took a few steps back cautiously.

"Edward? What can you do?"

"Forehead……"

"There's a fun party tonight, and you can bring Bella to it. Know that it's good to let Bella get in touch with people."

"Uh...forget it, she's not in good health, I'll go." Although Edward was moved, he couldn't help feeling a little hairy when he thought of Marcus' weird smile just now, so he said.

"Well, come with me at five o'clock tonight."

"Follow your will."

At this time, the doorbell of Qiao Zhen's house rang again, and this time it was Richard who came, holding a large bag of meat...ingredients. "Hey, Qiao Zhen, you came so soon? Alone? I thought you would come with your boyfriend."

"Hmph, I knocked him out and left him at home." Qiao Zhen laughed stiffly, but he really thought about it, but the situation was stronger than others.He can only ponder here and cannot practice.

"Oh, what a pity he is." Richard said without sympathy, and immediately put the ingredients on the chopping board.

Immediately afterwards, Dr. Britt and Schebert appeared at his door.Qiao Zhen immediately wanted to scold someone.The big boss is fine, so what's the point of inviting a cold-faced person?Was it because the atmosphere was too high, so you called the firefighters?

"Hey, who of you invited them?" Richard slipped here in surprise, gritting his teeth.

"It's not me." Qiao Zhen shook her head hastily.

"Then what do we do now?" Richard whispered.

"Hmm...maybe you rushed over and knocked him out?"

"...that's not a funny joke, Dr. Schebert said, Dr. Britt, he's going to ruin our Christmas. What should I talk to my boss about?"

"...It's okay and you'll find out later, because you definitely don't want to talk to Director Volturi, but unfortunately he came too."

"Damn." Richard said quickly: "Then I'll go talk to Dr. Britt. Director Volturi's rank is too high. Qiao Zhen, you go."

"why me?"

"Because I dare not. Have you ever seen Bambi and Chicken Ribs say a complete human sentence under the watchful eye of Director Volturi?"

"No."

"Or do you think Alex has something else on his mind besides sex that he can talk to Director Volturi about?"

"nor."

"So, Qiao Zhen, you go."

"I hate you."

"I do not hate you."

Suddenly Britt's cold voice came from the kitchen, just like a general inspecting soldiers, looking at Bambi coldly, Bambi almost trembled.He slowly pointed to the thawed meat and said, "George, you've never cooked turkey, have you?"

"..." The six people in the kitchen, including Qiao Zhen, froze, and everyone shivered in unison.

"Which cookbook did you use?"

"Sir, it's "[-] Ways to Cook Turkey". I also printed out a few recipes from the Internet, but they all seemed to contradict each other. I was completely dizzy and frozen like this. After dismantling it, I can't tell the structure of its ribcage... I don't know which side is the head and which side is the tail."

"Okay, I see." As he spoke, Britt stretched out his hand, actually took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. "George, give me an oiling brush, a bowl, and some garlic cloves. Um... and... uh... do you have fennel sprouts here?"

"Yes." George quickly stood aside, handed the scalpel to Britt, and handed the ones he requested one by one into his hands.

"Very good, you did well." Britt stood in front of the chopping board and moved his neck, then said. "Very good, let's start." Qiao Zhen and Xiebert looked at each other in unison when they saw this scene.The two of them were among the longest to watch Britt undergo surgery, and of course they knew what he was doing.

Qiao Zhen couldn't help but took a step back. "What is he doing?" He leaned over to ask Xiebert in a low voice, hoping not to get the answer in his heart.

"What you think is what I think." Schebert leaned over and said in a low voice.

"You two don't whisper." Britt who was beside the chopping board suddenly turned his head and said.

"...Yes." The two replied reflexively, and then Qiao Zhen looked back at Shebert, wanting to cry without tears.Well, the two of them have been gossiping in the operating room too many times to have a high reflex arc to Britt's words.

"Oil."

"Yes."

"Sauce."

"Yes."

"Stuffing."

"Yes."

"Then I'll start stuffing the left half of the ribcage, George, tell me why."

"This is because the spices can fully play their role..."

"..." Qiao Zhen couldn't help but whispered while holding his forehead. "I need wine...lots and lots of wine." He began to turn over the cabinets around the kitchen, and he needed to turn his attention away from the handsome man who made turkey.

"Where did Alex hide the wine?"

"We don't have any wine..." The chicken ribs on the side whispered.

"How is it possible, as a group of alcoholics, how can there be no alcohol in your place of residence? How can there be no alcohol hidden in my house?"

"That's why we're out of wine."

"Damn it, there is no wine, and you still have to chat with the big boss. This is how you repay me for renting your house this Christmas?"

"...This is your father's house. Technically speaking, he is not rented to us by you, it is your father..."

"Shut your mouth!" Qiao Zhen glared at him.

The chicken rib student immediately closed his mouth and obediently stood aside.

"Hmm, just cut the celery into small pieces about ten centimeters long and two centimeters wide." Britt said in the kitchen.

"Is that so?" Bambi stared at Britt adoringly with his big innocent eyes.

"Then put them and the onion together and stir for 30 seconds."

"Yes."

Qiao Zhen was messed up in the wind again. "I'm going to buy wine." He decided that he was going to run away.He couldn't drool over this abstinent sexy all-rounder in front of Marcus, and he couldn't drool over everyone's sexy big head in front of everyone.

"No, I bought it." Suddenly Shebert said, and then calmly took out four bottles of high-end red wine from the box he brought.

"..." For the first time, Qiao Zhen felt that Xiebert's handsome face was so hideous, he silently gritted his teeth and wanted to bite Xiebert to death.

"Joe Zhen, wait a minute, we'll have dinner right away." Standing in the sunset, Britt said with a slight smile on his handsome face with the perfectly golden roast chicken in his hand. A thin wool shirt, the arms with the sleeves rolled up revealing strong and powerful muscles.

"Alright then." Qiao Zhen couldn't take her eyes off it. At this moment, the door suddenly rang again.

It's Marcus and Edward.

"Oh, that's really good." Marcus walked in and looked at the turkey in Britt's hand with a smile. "It seems that the chief resident of my hospital is also a good cook?"

Britt didn't refute, but just gave him a flat look. "Director Volturi is here too?"

Qiao Zhen felt sensitively that it was not a question sentence.He carefully glanced at Marcus in the dark to signal him to restrain himself, then moved aside and said, "Who is this?"

"Ah. This is my friend, Edward. Cullen." Marcus smiled mildly and harmlessly.

"Uh... hello." Edward looked a little shy, he smiled shyly, and even shook hands with everyone very politely, until Qiao Zhen, his dark eyes seemed to be quick After a flash of golden light, he buried his head lower, like a harmless, quiet and shy big boy.

"Okay, okay, dinner." Shebert clapped his hands, turned his attention to the table, and held up the crystal clear glass in his hand: "A good party starts with drinking. Come on, come on Nice New Years message. George you come first. You organized everyone."

"We work eighteen hours a day, six days a week, fifty weeks a year. In fact, we don't have much time to spend with family and friends. We don't have any friends other than doctors. We don't have hobbies for surgical accidents. We even left the hospital. , we can't even live. I suddenly realized that we are actually family, we are friends, and we spend so much time together. We should have a day where we can relax and enjoy, except for surgery, hospital, and work. People are together, chatting, drinking and laughing. It’s like a normal day. A day when we don’t have to control other people’s life or death. It’s like a gift day. A peaceful day without surgery. Cheers!”

"Cheers!"

When everyone was concentrating on drinking, Qiao Zhen suddenly noticed that Marcus was holding up the cup and smiling meaningfully at him. Under the orange light, Marcus's white and slender fingers were tightly holding the bright red cup. The glass of wine, shaking the glass carelessly, the wall of the glass is covered with a thin layer of slightly bitter and sweet wine, emitting a seductive aroma, just like the seductive red wine of Marcus. Like lips... Qiao Zhen shuddered, suddenly felt a little thirsty, and immediately swallowed a big mouthful of wine, damn it...he was a little hungry...

Not physically!

The atmosphere was surprisingly good that night, and everyone began to gather together slowly, either chatting, joking, or drinking relaxedly and comfortably.No one found the missing Qiao Zhen and Marcus...

"Damn it, what did you bring me here for? I want to break up with you...and break up with you! Break up..." Qiao Zhen said a little drunk, struggling and being dragged into his new car by Marcus .

Marcus looked at him dumbfounded, "You broke up with me just because of a bottle of tequila? Why don't you remember that I bought your new Volvo."

"Uh...but...but...I don't like canvas seats." Qiao Zhen blinked, only seeing his red lips opening and closing, his mind was already in a mess, but he was still talking nonsense reflexively What.

"Okay, then change to pure leather, lambskin."

"Uh... I don't like cassette tape recorders..." Qiao Zhen continued to talk nonsense, with Marcus's sexy thin lips and the mint fragrance on his body still in his mind.Damn, could this scent be an aphrodisiac? !

"Okay, then change to a six-disc laser inhalation type high-end CD audio system." Marcus squinted his eyes and smiled deeply. When he bought his first car, he found that his little thing likes to change parts very much.

"Uh... that's fine." In fact, only Marcus' dazzling red eyes remained in Qiao Zhen's dizzy mind...

Hearing this, Marcus raised a dangerous smile. "Fine," he said, and then he jumped into the car and locked the door.