After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Ci'an Hospital, Department of General Medicine.

Yan Mingyu found Zhou Jinghuai's consulting room, and through the half-hidden door, he saw someone asking for a doctor inside.

"Doctor Zhou, are you sure my heart is fine?"

"Ah."

"Then why does my heart pound when I see you?"

"Pfft—" Yan Mingyu almost spit out when he heard this.

Hearing the movement from outside the door, Zhou Jinghuai followed the sound and looked over, meeting the eyes of the woman outside the door.

Yan Mingyu wore a gray sweater with a small black leather skirt today, looking sweet and rustic.

Zhou Jinghuai nodded towards her.

Yan Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, quickly closed the door, leaned his back against the wall and took a deep breath.

I don't know why, but she just came to return something, but somehow she felt guilty.

Especially when he thought of how he would hold Zhou Jinghuai and cry while holding Zhou Jinghuai after he was drunk, and his toes in Martin boots would dig out three rooms and one living room.

She, Yan Mingyu, was a wise man, when had she ever been so embarrassed?

Alcohol is really harmful!

Yan Mingyu waited outside the door for a while, and the woman finally came out, still muttering, "It's so handsome to be gay, what a waste of money...".

Yan Mingyu: "?"

Who?

Who is gay?

Yan Mingyu walked into the consulting room in a daze, saw Zhou Jinghuai looking down at the medical records, knocked on the door twice, "Master Zhou still busy?"

Zhou Jinghuai raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth: "Please come in."

Yan Mingyu pursed her lips, walked to the opposite side of Zhou Jinghuai with heavy steps, took out a watch from her satchel, and put it on the table.

"This is your watch. What happened that day... I'm really sorry. I tend to get sick when I drink too much. Please forgive me, Master Zhou."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinghuai did not answer her words, but pointed to the chair opposite: "Miss Yan, sit down."

"what?"

"I'm here to help you see the doctor."

"..."

Why does this sound like a curse?

Yan Mingyu smiled awkwardly, and sat down on the chair, "What does Master Zhou plan to think?"

Zhou Jinghuai took out the pulse pillow, "Stretch out your hand."

"..."

Yan Mingyu put her left hand on the pulse pillow, and a very thin gold chain was tied on her slender wrist, making her skin white as snow.

Zhou Jinghuai stretched out three fingers and pressed on Yan Mingyu's wrist.

Yan Mingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes fell on Zhou Jinghuai, and she swallowed unconsciously.

The man was wearing a white coat, with a pair of black and gold thin-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. The narrow eyes behind the lenses were as quiet as water, a little more cold and ascetic than his usual jade-like appearance.

The words "uniform temptation" flashed untimely in Yan Mingyu's mind, and his cheeks turned red.

Feeling the woman's pulse speeding up, Zhou Jinghuai raised his eyelids to look at her: "Miss Yan is nervous?"

"I, why am I nervous..."

"Your face is red."

"..."

Yan Mingyu suddenly regretted asking Zhou Jinghuai to take her pulse.

She came to return things, not to see a doctor!

At this moment, Zhou Jinghuai said slowly: "Miss Yan has some liver and kidney deficiency, which may be caused by drinking too much alcohol. I will prescribe some Chinese medicine and go back to eat."

Just as Yan Mingyu wanted to say no, she just drank a little more before the exam, Zhou Jinghuai picked up the pen and started writing profusely on the prescription pad.

There is a "rustling" sound when the nib rubs against the paper.

Yan Mingyu's gaze moved away from Zhou Jinghuai's body, and landed on the photo frame beside him.

In the photo are two young men with arms crossed.

The one on the left is Zhou Jinghuai, and the one on the right is unknown, but looks older than him.

Thinking of what the female patient said when she went out, "It turned out to be gay", the corner of her mouth twitched, and she suddenly understood something.

No wonder Zhou Jinghuai is in such good condition and still single.

What a pity...

"Okay." Zhou Jinghuai handed her the prescription, "Miss Yan, remember to take the medicine on time when you go back, otherwise a minor illness will turn into a serious illness."

Yan Mingyu looked at the beautiful and powerful handwriting on the prescription, and couldn't help muttering: "It really is a waste of money..."

"what?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Yan Mingyu came back to his senses, and smiled awkwardly, "Thank you, Young Master Zhou, then I'll prescribe the medicine first."

"Ah."

Looking at the back of the woman walking away quickly, Zhou Jinghuai twirled the pen in his hand twice, with a faint smile in his eyes.

……

On the other side, Shen Zhiyi went to the doctor with the report and described her situation.

"I often feel weak recently, and my waist is also a little sore...doctor, I don't have a terminal illness, do I?"

The doctor looked at the report card, and then at Shen Zhiyi's worried expression, a little dumbfounded.

"Mrs. Yan, you should have Mr. Yan come with you today."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because your problem...is mostly caused by him." The doctor looked a little unnatural, "May I ask, how many times a week do you and Mr. Yan?"

"Pfft..." Shen Zhiyi choked on saliva.

What is the problem!

Is it related to her illness?

The doctor handed Shen Zhiyi a glass of warm water, and pointed to the report: "Your body is fine, and your backache and fatigue may be caused by too much intercourse. Although it is men who do the hard work, we women have to cooperate, don't we?"

"..."

After the doctor finished speaking, the air froze for a moment.

Shen Zhiyi could clearly feel her cheeks starting to heat up.

It's probably red by now.

"Sorry, I'm a bit blunt. Don't mind Mrs. Yan." The doctor was also a little embarrassed.

Of course Shen Zhiyi wouldn't mind.

She just wants to hack Yan Chenfeng to death!

"By the way, Mrs. Yan, we have a new general practitioner in Ci'an Hospital recently. His name is Zhou Jinghuai. You can ask him to prescribe traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning."

"..." No need!

Zhou Jinghuai's medical skills are so high, so she can know what's going on just by taking her pulse casually, so she's embarrassed to lose face.

After leaving the consultation room, Shen Zhiyi went to the bathroom to wash his hands with cold water, and found that his face was really red.

In fact, she had called her own pulse before, and it was indeed a bit hypocritical, but she didn't think about it at all.

And when the doctor asked her how many times a week, she didn't know how to answer.

After all, dogs and men are all based on the sky!

Shen Zhiyi wiped his hands clean with a paper towel, thinking of going back to the "doctor" to ask for a nourishing prescription, anyway, that guy is online, so he can't easily see each other, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing for him to guess anything.

Meanwhile, in the hallway.

Several nurses are whispering.

When Shen Zhiyi passed by, he just overheard their conversation.

"Young Master Yan's wife is really cruel. The child is obviously not yet full-term, and she insists on using oxytocin. The poor child was put into the incubator just after birth..."

"Fortunately, nothing happened to the child, otherwise she would have become an indirect murderer?"

"But, isn't she very precious to her son, why does she do this?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyi stopped.