President, give me back my body!

After staying in the office for a while, Song Huaiyue began to feel bored, and a man with firm features appeared in her mind, who was also the protagonist of her daily dreams——Zhao Xunyu.

Thinking of this man, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, her heart beat faster, and her face turned red.

"Huaiyue, what's the matter?" "Song Huaijin" asked.

Song Huaiyue came back to her senses, met her gaze, embarrassed, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just a little sleepy."

"You've been here for more than an hour, you'd better go home and rest."

"Okay." Song Huaiyue nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Then I'll come back next time and leave."

After finishing speaking, she got up and ran out as if fleeing for her life.

After leaving the Song Group, she went straight to Longkong Hospital.

Half an hour later, she came to the entrance of the hospital. Through the transparent glass door, she could clearly see her appearance.

She was wearing a black sling on her upper body, with a white love heart embroidered on her chest, and a white sun protection clothing outside, revealing her tender white swan neck, and her beautiful collarbone looming.

The lower body is wearing a white miniskirt, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs, and a pair of three to four centimeters high strappy high-heeled shoes, the whole person looks thin and tall, obviously only 1.6 meters, it is hard to see that 1.8 meters a feeling of.

Today's outfit is just perfect!I hope that Dr. Zhao in my heart can like it.

Thinking of this, Song Huaiyue couldn't help laughing shyly.

Immediately, she walked into the hospital at the footsteps of a model.

After registering at the clinic, she sat on a stool and waited.

Thinking that she was about to see Zhao Xunyu soon, she couldn't help being excited.

"On the 18th, Song Huaiyue!"

"I'm coming!"

Song Huaiyue got up, arranged her clothes, and then walked to the consulting room.

As soon as he entered, he looked at Zhao Xunyu wearing a white coat and sitting upright on the stool. He lowered his head, stared at the case in his hand, and looked serious. He was so handsome, his perfect lover!
Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome!
Zhao Xunyu raised his head and met her gaze. His narrow eyes were very clear, and there seemed to be a vortex in them. People couldn't help but want to keep looking at them, and didn't want to stop.

"Miss Song, why is it you?" Zhao Xunyu was a little surprised.

Song Huaiyue came back to her senses, with a sweet smile on her face, "What? Can't I come? Or is it that I can't be sick?"

"No no no." Zhao Xunyu shook his head repeatedly, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Huaiyue interrupted: "So you miss me?"

"No!" Song Huaiyue quickly raised her head and immediately denied it.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, you should see a doctor quickly." Song Huaiyue sat opposite him, with her hands on her head, her eyes fixed on him.

Being stared at by her like this, Zhao Xunyu looked embarrassed and turned his head a little embarrassedly.

"Miss Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Huaiyue's eyes were still lingering on him, with a shy and proud smile on his face: "Stomach hurts."

"Huh?" Zhao Xunyu hesitated for a moment, "Has your period come?"

"It's been a few days."

"Aside from stomach pain, are there any other symptoms?"

"Let me think about it." Song Huaiyue's mouth drew a seductive arc, "Head hurts too, and there are some other symptoms."

"What else?"

Song Huaiyue pointed to her heart, "It also hurts here, it hurts just thinking about you."

"Ahem." Zhao Xunyu almost choked to death, "Miss Song, please be serious and don't joke with me."

"I'm not joking." Song Huaiyue frowned, took his hand and said coquettishly, "Dr. look at you."

"So the current situation is," Zhao Xunyu raised his eyebrows, "you are not sick at all? You have been pretending to be sick?"

"Oh, don't be so blunt."

After being exposed, Song Huaiyue looked embarrassed, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in and not come out.

It's all because of her cheap mouth, she said something bad, but she just wanted to say this, now it's all over, it was exposed by Dr. Zhao, so what reason does she still have to talk to him now.

Before she could think of a reason, Zhao Xunyu continued: "Miss Song, please go out, don't delay other people's consultation."

The words have come to this point, it is useless to say more.

Song Huaiyue could only walk out of the consulting room and left the hospital.

The next morning, she stood at the door of the hospital again, but this time it was different from yesterday.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were dim, and she looked at the hospital in a daze, and she knew that she was not feeling well.

After being exposed by Dr. Zhao yesterday, when she got home, she took a shower with cold water, opened the windows and doors when she went to sleep at night, and left the quilt uncovered. She caught a cold when she woke up this morning.

Dr. Zhao, you can't escape.

I see if you will talk to me this time.

Immediately, she walked in.

After registering, I sat on the stool and waited patiently, feeling dizzy and sleepy.

However, she knew that she couldn't sleep yet, and she hadn't seen Dr. Zhao yet.

"On the 38th, Song Huaiyue!"

As soon as she heard the nurse's voice, Song Huaiyue felt that hope was coming.

She got up and came to the consulting room. Zhao Xunyu was still sitting there like yesterday, wearing a white coat, with a serious and serious expression.

"Doctor Zhao." She couldn't help but speak softly and weakly.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Xunyu raised his head, and when he saw it was her, he couldn't help frowning.

"Miss Song, why are you here again?"

"Doctor Zhao."

Song Huaiyue's voice was very weak and lifeless, like someone recovering from a serious illness.

Seeing that her face was pale, without a trace of blood, her lips were chapped, and her face looked very weak without the support of makeup.

Immediately, he walked over and supported her whole body.

"Miss Song, what's the matter with you?"

"I really have a headache this time, and I really want to sleep."

Zhao Xunyu stretched out his hand and touched her head, his face full of shock.

"Why do you have a fever? Come on, sit down first!"

Immediately, he helped her to the stool and sat down, with a puzzled face on his face: "Miss Song, why did you suddenly have a fever? Did you not cover yourself with the quilt last night?"

Logically speaking, the weather has been pretty good recently, and the sun is quite bright every day, so there is no reason to catch a cold.

"hey-hey."

Song Huaiyue smiled, "Doctor Zhao, you finally cared about me, let me tell you, I took a cold shower last night, I opened the window, and I threw the quilt on the ground."

"why?"

"Hey." Song Huaiyue smiled again, "Isn't it because I want to see you, let you care about me and pay attention to me! I don't want to be exposed by you like yesterday. You don't know, I was embarrassed at the time !"

"You." Zhao Xunyu shook his head helplessly, "Why are you so stupid?"

"hey-hey."

Song Huaiyue still smiled, looking at it with unbearable distress.