I stick with the villain to extend my life

Being shy, he was pushed to the ground by the people behind him.

When he looked up, he saw his ice face.

Wen Xiling was very personable, "What a coincidence?"

With his scalp numb from embarrassment, he stood up from the ground, patted his white coat, and reluctantly replied,

"skillful."

The two people only said these two words, and an inexplicable pulling feeling began to surge in the air.

Behind him there were whispers about the relationship between the two.

She was shy and afraid that Wen Xiling would not be stingy, so she just said to her:

[Not familiar, but I slept three times. 】

Such bastard words were used to slander her noble image, so she hurriedly sat down in front of him and asked with concern,

"Where does it hurt?"

More and more people gathered at the door. Xian was also a famous genius girl in the hospital. She was always separated from everyone by an extreme social distance of [-] feet. She was a typical I person, and she had never seen a boyfriend.

It was the first time I saw her taking the initiative to talk to a man, and everyone who had nothing to do came to join in the fun.

Even the instructors who happened to be passing by with nothing to do stood at the door, looking at the shy consultation skills with smiles.

Wen Xiling felt very sad.

Three years ago, shyness exploded into fireworks in the night sky. Sadness overwhelmed his reason, and his skin hunger syndrome no longer had the strength to scream.

The two of them spent the whole night together that day, and the strange illness came back again, like a sudden crack in the ground, not allowing him to breathe for a moment.

All he could think about was rushing out and occupying Gu Mian shyly.

There was really no other way, so I came to the hospital to prescribe medicine.

It was clear that the life-saving medicine that could best relieve the symptoms was right in front of him, but he didn't dare.

There are too many people outside, and she will definitely get angry if he acts rashly.

Wen Xiling glanced at her and said lightly,

"It's no big deal."

She lowered her eyes shyly and glanced at his physical report. It was indeed nothing special, but his sleeves were turned up, and a few obvious scratches fell into his eyes, which lingered.

"Let me give you medicine."

She shyly took the medicine and bandages, held his arm carefully and applied medicine to him.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a lush shadow.

Many people at the door dispersed, but a few instructors were still carefully supervising her method of applying medicine.

Wen Xiling didn't dare to move rashly. The slight touch of his arms was really heart-wrenching.

After shyly taking the medicine, the chief doctor came to check her in person. Wen Xiling was very close to her, but at a standard patient distance.

He couldn't hold her in his arms here for no reason.

He turned sideways and sat behind her.

[Stitches, apply medicine, remove stitches...] Every word was very clear, but it crossed his ears, and not a single word fell into his heart.

Only in the dark corner shrouded by her figure could he breathe smoothly.

"I graduated today, why don't you go and contribute to the junior students?" the chief doctor said to Xian Xi with a smile,

"The B-ultrasound students over there need a model. Every time we train No. 1, we go there to contribute. Xiao Gu, do you want to join in the fun?"

The shy vegetative disease was actually cured the last time I [borrowed seeds].

Of course, she didn't have any proof of cure. Anyway, there was no shortage of electricity or any leakage of electricity.

but……

Going to be a model for B-ultrasound, this is also...

It's creepy to think about.

But it seems that No.1 does have this tradition every year...

I was shy and just lied on the bed in the B-ultrasound room.

A group of male interns and doctors were all eager to try. Privately, they said they didn't know there was a beautiful little genius coming to the training camp this year!

However, everyone was still quite reserved, and the director didn't want to embarrass her, so he pointed at Tian Sisi and asked her to go check up on Xian Xi.

During the abdominal B-ultrasound, Tian Sisi lifted up her shy white coat, exposing her snow-white belly.

【I rely on! 】

[Dr. Gu’s two vest lines are clearer than my career line! 】

[Let me go, is this waist really a real human being? 】

[No wonder Dr. Gu wears tight clothes all day long, otherwise he would be chased by men banging on the wall! 】

“Wow!” after another.

It’s no longer just whispering, it’s almost like using a loudspeaker to promote!

My scalp was numb from embarrassment, and the tip of my nose was sweating. The job of a medical school model was not easy, and it was almost like being publicly watched.

Especially when Tian Sisi put the sensor head on her belly, she was so shy that her eyebrows skipped a beat!

Hiss - No, it really doesn’t work...

I really can’t accept being touched by strangers——

"I'll do it." Just when he was so embarrassed that he couldn't even breathe, Wen Xiling's voice came over quietly.

Thank God for being shy, and regardless of other people's comments about their relationship, she tied up her clothes and rolled out of the hospital bed.

Wen Xiling was lying on the hospital bed, and his inner reaction was no less than shy. With this disease, he wanted to touch others, but this person was only shy, and he could not avoid other people.

He is a billionaire CEO, with a droopy face all day long, and no one dares to touch him, but on this occasion...

Tian Sisi smiled sweetly, with her big teeth sticking out and her little fingers curled up, holding his black T-shirt and rolling it up to his chest.

【Fuck!Mom, I see eight-pack abs! ! ! 】

[Oh my god, this horse riding is too awesome! 】

[Brother, big brother, suck. 】

[Standard chocolate abs! 】

The entire B-ultrasound room was crowded with people and red flags were waving.

Wen Xiling knew what he was about to face, but at least he had more restraint, so there shouldn't be any problem.

He even closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

The sensor head landed on his abdomen through the sticky and slippery gel, and the woman's little finger rubbed against his skin.

Wen Xiling frowned. Although he felt uncomfortable, his reaction was not as big as expected.

Is he recovered?

In other words, he no longer has to be shy...

If that's really the case, that's really...

too……

Complex emotions welled up in his heart, and he slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was that he was sitting shyly in front of the machine, raising his head seriously and looking at the picture on the computer screen.

While watching, I analyzed, and from time to time I explained to the elementary school students present.

He watched with his own eyes as Yan Yan held the sensor head, inch by inch, across the straight muscles of his abdomen, sometimes going down, sometimes...

Further down.

A strange feeling jumped from the skin into the blood vessels, and the cold blood and indifferent heart began to boil again.

She looks so serious.

It seemed that he was not just a model, but a real patient, looking at the images and various data on the screen carefully and intently.

"Does the prostate need to be checked?" Tian Sisi was replaced, but she wasn't upset at all. She was not good at academics. Just now Wen Xiling's abdominal muscles came into view, and her nosebleeds started...

"Need not,"

His shy voice was cold, and his thin fingers moved upwards across his abdomen, looking at his liver and gallbladder.

"He's fine with that."

As soon as Yan Yan's voice fell, he suddenly realized that what he said was inappropriate. Seeing everyone starting to whisper again, Yan Yan simply took up the airs of his senior sister and said,

"You have nothing to do? Why don't you go back for ward rounds? Tian Sisi, bring me your glasses."

She put on her eyes shyly and gave him a thorough body examination with more concentration.

He is the Lord God.

I didn't know if my body might be different from other people's, so I was shy and worried, so I took this opportunity to give him a thorough check-up.

Shyly wearing wide gold-rimmed glasses, with half of his face covered by the lenses, biting the tip of a ballpoint pen, he wrote and drew seriously on the paper.

The crowd dispersed, and there was no sound in the B-ultrasound room.

From afternoon to evening, the inspection continued.

He stretched out shyly and breathed a long sigh of relief, "All indicators are normal."

As soon as he stood up, his feet felt numb, and his body swayed shyly, but he was supported by his big hands.

He didn't even have time to pull up his clothes. He just adjusted the hospital bed, half-knelt on the ground, pinched her ankles with his big hands, and rubbed them gently.

"Does it hurt?"

Smiling shyly, "I feel numb."

She was shy and wearing small pants, with her lonely ankles exposed. The weather was getting colder, and her skin was getting cold. Wen Xiling's hands were not very warm. It felt like they had been covering them for a long time, but they were not warm at all.

He put his hand to his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed it against it again. The moist air felt warm and moist on his legs.

He couldn't help but took half a step back. His hands were empty and he fished for it, but finally gave up.

The two of them walked out of the hospital side by side. It was late at night and the alleys in Beicheng were already deserted. Both of them had their hands in their pockets and a folder under their shy arms. In addition to the graduation certificate, there was a plane ticket.

Wen Xiling asked, "Are you really going to leave?"

He nodded shyly, "I was originally participating in a training camp, and I haven't finished writing my thesis yet."

He was silent for a moment, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff,

"when's the flight?"

"I like to fly at night during long distances in the early morning. I go to sleep right after I get on the plane. I don't even have to suffer from jet lag when I wake up."

He nodded in agreement, and with just one breath, he sucked all the smoke in his mouth into his lungs. The strong choking smell almost killed a path to his lungs.

"Can you not leave?"

She was shy and did not stop or reply directly. She looked at his handsome face and was lost in thought for a while.

"When you have time, you can go to Germany to see me, and I'll buy you a beer."

Distancing politeness.

The person's lung tube hurts.

Wen Xiling struggled and stubbornly seemed to refuse to accept his fate.

"But you haven't punished me for the time I knocked you to death seven years ago."

Looking shyly into his cold eyes, she knew that he would rather she hate him. Why bother? Of course she had a reason to leave.

"When you come to me, I will give you a surprise." His shy eyes were full of tenderness and care.

"I don't like to hear people draw cakes," Wen Xiling's voice was forbearing and restrained,

"Either you surprise me now, or you take revenge now. From now on, I will break up with you."

Looking shyly at his broken eyes, he remained silent.

"Okay, if you hit me once, I'll hit you once."