The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

ginger?

Fang Miaoyan swallowed subconsciously when she heard the words.

Some emotions.

It turned out to be her idol's surname!

Get away from Dr. Law.

Fang Hanlin and Mrs. Fang have been thinking about how to entertain Dr. Jiang tomorrow.

On the contrary, Fang Miaoyan was a little absent-minded.

"What are you thinking? Why have you been in a daze?" Mrs. Fang patted Fang Miaoyan's hand.

Fang Miaoyan came back to her senses, tapped her thin white fingers on her knees, and asked the question in her heart: "Mom and Dad, it seems that Dr. Lao said that I am a fan of Yang Xi, and Dr. Jiang agreed. Dr. Jiang Will it have anything to do with Yangxi?"

Mrs. Fang speculated: "Maybe Dr. Jiang is also a fan of Yang Xi, isn't it you who say all day that no one can escape Yang Xi's dance?"

Fang Miaoyan, who never felt that her speech was so mediocre: "..."

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The next day, one fifty in the afternoon.

Fang family.

Fang Hanlin pushed all the meetings directly, and sat in the living room with Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan.

Fang Miaoyan was a little nervous, with her hands on her knees.

A few seconds later, he tapped on his knee again, and a few minutes later, he clicked on the video of Yang Xi's choreography.

The nervous and chaotic heart finally calmed down slowly.

It's okay.

Isn't it just to see a doctor?

It's not seeing her idol, why is she nervous?

Isn't the worst result that it can't be cured?

Nothing unusual.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The doorbell that had been silent outside for a long time was finally rang without missing a second.

Fang Hanlin, Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan bounced off the sofa.

Fang Hanlin tugged at the hem of his clothes, and quickly walked up to him.

Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan also followed behind.

close.

They saw a person standing outside the door, wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt, slacks, sneakers, a schoolbag on his shoulder, a mask, and a peaked cap on his head.

I can't see the face and the expression on the face.

However, just looking at the dress, she is very, very young.

Probably about 20 years old.

Fang Hanlin walked forward hesitantly, "Are you Dr. Jiang?"

Jiang Nan nodded, with a loose tone, "Yes."

Fang Hanlin suddenly calmed down.

As we all know, medical skills depend largely on experience.

Especially Chinese medicine.

The girl in front of him was really too young, far from the gray-haired old man he imagined.

However, Fang Hanlin still had that elegant look, with a slight warmth on his face, and invited Jiang Nan in, "Please come in."

A group of people walked to the living room.

side.

Fang Miaoyan walked slowly to Jiang Nan's side, and then slowly approached her, her eyes seemed to grow on Jiang Nan's body, and she hesitated to speak.

Just walking beside Jiang Nan stickily.

Jiang Nan slightly tilted his head and glanced at Fang Miaoyan, feeling a little funny, raised his eyelids, and said in a leisurely tone, "What are you doing so close to me?"

The sound quality is low.

I can't hear the joy or anger.

Fang Miaoyan blinked her eyes and opened her mouth.

After a few seconds, he whispered: "Someone said, does your figure really look like Jiang Nan?"

Seeing that Jiang Nan didn't respond, Fang Miaoyan's crazy Amway's heart began to burn again, "You don't know Jiang Nan, do you? You should know the music ghost J God, right? You must have heard of the strongest choreographer in China Well, it's all Jiang Nan!"

Jiang Nan's face turned around slowly, his brows and eyes raised slightly, and he said a word, "Oh."

Fang Miaoyan: "Your figure is really similar, and your eyebrows and eyes are also quite similar."

In order to make her words more convincing, Fang Miaoyan directly clicked on her photo album, scrolled through it, and there were all photos of Jiang Nan.

"If you don't believe me, take a look."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Oh shit.

It's like looking in a mirror.

Mrs. Fang, who was walking in front, glared at Fang Miaoyan, and then apologized to Jiang Nan: "I'm sorry, Dr. Jiang, Miaoyan is a fan of Yangxi, and she fantasizes about meeting her idol every day. Please forgive me."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Fang Miaoyan finally calmed down.

"Doctor Jiang, please sit down." Fang Hanlin pointed to the sofa next to him with a gentle tone, "Please take a look at these X-rays of Miao Yan."

After Fang Hanlin finished speaking, he said again: "Miaoyan, pour Dr. Jiang a cup of tea."

The peaked cap blocked the indoor light, and Jiang Nan reached out to take off the peaked cap.

Out of politeness, he took off the mask again.

The eyebrows are picturesque.

Eye-catching.

It was a very recognizable face.

"Clap" sound.

The teacup in Fang Miaoyan's hand slipped directly to the ground, her eyes widened in astonishment, and she looked at the girl on the sofa, her pupils did not respond for several seconds.

The air flow seemed to straighten and surge.

"You, you, you..." Fang Miaoyan couldn't speak clearly, her heart was beating violently, and she was in a daze.

He reached out and slapped himself hard.

It hurts.

Not a dream.

So, who can tell her why her idol Yangxi appeared in front of her? ? ?

She lowered her head and mechanically looked at her mobile phone.

On the phone, as soon as I opened it, there was Jiang Nan's photo.

Ok.

Thinking a few minutes ago, she was still talking stupidly, asking Dr. Jiang if she looked like Yang Xi.

just now……

special.

Doctor Jiang turned out to be Jiang Nan.

No wonder Lao Yelei specifically told Jiang Nan that she was Yang Xi's fan.

It turned out to be the case.

Although Mrs. Fang and Fang Hanlin didn't react as much as Fang Miaoyan, they were also shocked.

After a long time, Fang Miaoyan choked out a word.

The voice was a bit stilted, "Yang Xi? You are Yang Xi, right?"

Jiang Nan squeezed the corners of his eyes, smiling brightly, and his whole body showed a lazy look, "Oh, yes. It seems to be exactly the same as your idol."

Fang Miaoyan thought of her stupid behavior again, and lowered her eyes silently.

"Miss Jiang." Fang Hanlin suddenly said, his voice was a little heavy, "Aren't you a dancer? Are you good at medicine?"

Industry specializing in surgery.

Human experience is limited.

Being able to maximize the ability of choreography is already among the dragons and phoenixes.

Where can I spare time to study medicine again?

Jiang Nan's exquisite eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, "It's okay."

"Idol, you are so amazing, you can even be good at medicine." Fang Miaoyan was completely immersed in the excitement of seeing her real idol, and she opened her mouth like a rainbow fart.

Only Mrs. Fang and Fang Hanlin looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good.

At an acceptable level, can Fang Miaoyan be treated?