It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

The next day, after Lin Qingyu got up, she looked in the mirror and found that the human skin mask seemed to have a slight crack on the forehead.

She quickly covered it with bangs.

Then I thought about asking for a leave of absence to meet the person "Lu Nian" mentioned, maybe it would stimulate me to regain my memory.

Unexpectedly, before the call was made, the school informed her that today was the new teacher's welfare day, and she could not go to work.

Lin Qingyu:? ? ?

This school is too caring, right?

Do you know what she has to do today?

After sending the two children to school, Lin Qingyu walked to a small coffee shop next to the hospital designated by Lu Yan and waited for him.

In the end, an errand came and gave her a set of nurse uniforms.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingyu's cell phone rang.

The call was from Lu Yan.

"Ayu, now you change into this set of nursing uniforms, put on a mask, and go to Ward 211 to work as a nurse for President Zhou's wife.

I have already bought her original nurse.You just say that she has someone from her hometown today, and you can replace her for half a day. "

"Then what am I going to do? I've never been a nurse."

Lu Yan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "You can help her wash her face, wipe her body, and give her a massage. Talk to her, ask her if she wants to eat fruit, and just peel one for her."

"Okay." Lin Qingyu hung up the phone, glanced at the protective uniform, and felt that this "Lu Nian" was too weird, as if he was doing underground party work.

I don't know whether this person has a ghost or Lu Xun has a problem.

Lin Qingyu picked up the nurse uniform, went to the bathroom to change, then put on a mask and walked towards the ward on the second floor.

Along the way, there were quite a few bodyguards, who checked at each level, making Lin Qingyu think that the sick person was some important person.

She was a little nervous at once, but when she opened the door, she was dumbfounded.

In the ward, a couple about 55 years old, with kind faces, stared at her expectantly, as if she had fallen off the horse.

Lin Qingyu subconsciously pressed the mask on the bridge of her nose, worried about revealing her secrets.

"Ayu—" Mrs. Zhou couldn't help calling out, her eyes were moist.

And it was this sound of Ah Yu that made her heart twitch for no reason.

There is a very familiar, very familiar feeling in my mind, as if it is about to emerge, but it is very vague.

She couldn't catch it no matter what.

Chairman Zhou saw that his wife had already called out Ayu's name, so he quickly smoothed things over: "You are the nurse who came to replace Mrs. Zhang. She told us that your name is Ayu."

"Oh, hello." Lin Qingyu smiled stiffly, walked over to Mrs. Zhou and asked Mrs. Zhou, "Do you need any help? I'll help you wash your face."

"No need. I got up in the morning and washed it." Chairman Zhou's wife stared at Lin Qingyu with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her: "Then...shall I peel an apple for you?"

Before he finished speaking, Chairman Zhou picked up the fruit knife and started peeling apples: "Ayu, you don't have to work hard. Our family doesn't have the habit of letting women peel fruit."

Lin Qingyu: ...

Why do these words sound so familiar?

The moment Lin Qingyu regained her composure, President Zhou had already placed a plate of sliced ​​apples on the bedside table for her and President Zhou's wife to eat.

It was like giving them both something to eat.

Lin Qingyu:? ? ?

Am I here to be a nurse?

Not here for the tea party!

Chairman Zhou's wife looked at her tenderly, like a mother looking at her daughter: "Eat it. You eat."

Lin Qingyu took a fork and ate a piece of apple in embarrassment, but couldn't help asking, "Shall I give you a massage?"

"No need." Chairman Zhou's wife looked at her with a smile, "It's fine if you sit here."

"That won't work. I'm here to be a nurse." Lin Qingyu stood up very principled.

Chairman Zhou's wife was stunned for a moment: "Then you can comb my hair for me."

"Okay." Lin Qingyu responded, and gently combed Mrs. Zhou's hair.

Chairman Zhou's wife's hair is curly and shoulder length, so it will inevitably be messy and knotted after sleeping.

Lin Qingyu combed very carefully, combing strand by strand, extremely gentle.

Suddenly, President Zhou's wife burst into tears.

"I should comb your hair for you... When you got married, I didn't comb your hair for you, but now you comb my hair instead."

Lin Qingyu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and then his eyes were filled with bewilderment.