I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Mu Ziheng said sarcastically: "I didn't hit your head, how could your head hurt?"

"Where did you hit me?"

Mu Ziheng remained silent.

If he had said anything, Mu Sitong would have said that the place where he hit her hurt and asked him to give her some pain relief.

"Doctor Mu, are you off work?"

Seeing that Mu Ziheng remained silent, Mu Sitong stopped pretending to be in pain.

Pretending to be in pain in front of the doctor is asking for trouble. Mu Ziheng has a way to cure her.

"I want you to manage."

Mu Ziheng's good temper was reserved for patients. Faced with this woman who was entangled with him, Mu Ziheng's temper was very bad.

He crossed Mu Sitong and was about to leave.

"Dr. Mu, I'm here to see a doctor. Don't leave yet. After you help me see the doctor, you can get off work."

Mu Sitong reached out and grabbed Mu Ziheng's sleeve, preventing him from leaving.

Mu Ziheng flicked her hand away and said coldly: "Don't touch her."

"I didn't move my hands or feet. Besides, what I touched was your clothes, not your skin. Your clothes didn't protest. Why are you protesting?"

Mu Ziheng stared at her.

This woman's face is as thick as a city wall.

When his eldest brother chased his eldest sister-in-law, he wasn't even as shameless as Mu Sitong.

As a girl, you can’t have a face?

"I'm already off work. If you want to see a doctor, find another doctor."

"Other doctors still need to register, and there are many people. There is no one else here. Please help me. I am really uncomfortable."

Mu Sitong looked at him pitifully.

Mu Ziheng felt that this woman changed her face very quickly. One moment, she was sharp-tongued and speechless, making him speechless. He didn't want to argue with the little girl. The next moment, she was pitiful, as if she had been bullied by him.

Taking a few deep breaths, Mu Ziheng told himself not to be angry. He hadn't lived enough yet and couldn't let a girl be angry to death.

"Mu Sitong, if you are pretending to be sick, don't blame me for being rude."

"I'm not pretending to be sick, I'm really uncomfortable."

With that said, Mu Sitong walked into the consulting room and sat down at the table.

After Mu Ziheng was silent, he turned back, sat down again, and ordered her: "Stretch out your hand."

Mu Sitong extended her hand cooperatively.

While he was feeling her pulse, her other hand touched the back of his hand.

Mu Ziheng was so angry that he slapped away her wanton claws and warned her: "Mu Sitong, if you do anything again, I won't treat you."

"Okay, don't be angry and stop touching. You are a man. If you touch your hands, you won't lose any flesh. Doctor Mu, what kind of hand cream do you use? Your skin is very smooth and feels good to the touch." Well, if you were ten years younger, your skin would be as smooth as a peeled egg."

Mu Ziheng said angrily: "You mean I'm very old now?"

"It's not too old. He's almost thirty years old. A man is just as good as a flower at thirty."

"Flowers are in full bloom, so they should be appreciated, carefully cared for, and kept indoors, so that they will not be destroyed by storms."

Mu Ziheng's face turned dark, "You want to support me?"

"I think about it, even in my dreams, but Doctor Mu doesn't want to. By the way, Doctor Mu, how much does it cost to support you per month?"

Mu Ziheng motioned her to change her hand, and carefully felt her pulse. He did not answer her questions. After checking her pulse, he said, "It must be several times more than my monthly income."

"How much is your monthly income?"

"You might as well see how much you make in a month."

Mu Ziheng knew that Mu Sitong was a piano teacher and gave lessons to students from several training institutions at the same time. Her monthly income was not low, but she did not have the ability to support him.

"Doctor Mu, I really like you. I am pursuing you for the purpose of marriage. Don't say that it sounds so ugly to be a supporter. If we get married, we will be husband and wife in the future. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. , let’s not distinguish it so clearly, anyway, my income is decent, higher than many people who work in big companies.”

Mu Ziheng turned on the computer and then helped Mu Sitong prescribe medicine.

"Am I really sick?"

Seeing that he really prescribed medicine for her, Mu Sitong asked instinctively.

Mu Ziheng didn't even look at her.

Realizing that what she just said was tantamount to admitting that she was pretending to be sick again, Mu Sitong stopped talking.

Mu Ziheng prescribed vitamins and calcium tablets for her. The girl was in good health and not sick at all.

If she insisted that he see a doctor for her, he would prescribe some calcium tablets for her.

Can't eat her to death.

"You also said you shouldn't tell the difference so clearly. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours. Is this still called not being able to tell the difference clearly?"

Mu Sitong stuck out her tongue playfully.

"If you mind, from now on, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine, how about that? Or we can put everything together, regardless of you and me."

Mu Ziheng wrote two orders for Mu Sitong, one for medicine and one for ultrasound.

He placed the two sheets in front of Mu Sitong, then turned off the computer and said, "It's a beautiful thought."

He didn't like her at all.

Some are worried and want to hide when they see her.

Mu Sitong picked up the order, looked at it, and asked him in confusion: "Why are you ordering a B-ultrasound for me?"

"Am I a doctor or are you a doctor? Check it if you are asked."

"I have nothing to do. I'm just doing a B-ultrasound."

"You have nothing to do, why did you come to my place? I said I was going to get off work, but you insist on me seeing a doctor for you. Since you are sick, you have to get treatment and pay for the checkup."

After Mu Sitong looked at the B-ultrasound sheet, she put on a pretty face and said, "I have to hold my urine while doing the B-ultrasound. It takes a long time, and no one is with me. Otherwise, Dr. Mu, you can stay with me." Bar."

Mu Ziheng got up and left.

"Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu, don't leave. Wait, let's go together."

Mu Sitong chased him.

The doctor who took over Mu Ziheng's shift came. Seeing this scene, he greeted Mu Ziheng with a smile.

Mu Ziheng gave a faint hum and walked past the other party.

Mu Sitong stopped and said hello before continuing to chase Mu Ziheng.

The doctors and nurses who were passing by were not surprised by this scene, but those young nurses would always curl their lips and secretly scold Mu Sitong for being shameless.

Dr. Mu has no interest in her at all. She is still stalking him and is very shameless.

Mu Sitong didn't care what others thought of her.

If she thinks she likes her, she should act. If she doesn't act, who will know that you like her?

Dr. Mu has many admirers, but so what, before Dr. Mu had a girlfriend, they all relied on their own abilities.

In order to pursue Mu Ziheng, she quit her job as a piano teacher in two institutions and only kept one institution, so that she could take fewer lessons. Although the money she earned would also be relatively reduced, because she had no family burden and no job She saved all the money she earned over the years.

She is not short of money for the time being.

Her usual income is enough to cover her expenses while chasing her husband.