Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

At noon, Aning and Fang Fang were taking medical orders in the doctor's office. She stared at the densely packed medical orders on the computer screen and suddenly felt a headache.

After finishing their team's medical orders, everyone else in the office had already gone to take a lunch break. Aning stretched and yawned.

a bit sleepy.

"When you feel sleepy, lie down on the table and squint for a while. Take advantage of me now, otherwise you won't have this opportunity in the future."

Fang Fang was sorting out the medical records on the table, looked up and saw Aning's sleepy look, and said without thinking.

Aning resisted for a while, but couldn't resist Fang Fang, so he listened to her advice and lay down on the table to take a nap.

It was early June, and the sun was blazing outside. The air conditioner was on in the doctor's office, so it wasn't too hot. Aning wanted to close his eyes and take a rest, but he actually fell asleep later.

I don't even know anyone has entered the office.

Jiang Yan walked into the office with the cases for tomorrow's surgery. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the girl sleeping on his desk with her arms pillowed on her head.

The girl's hair is meticulously combed, neatly pulled back with a hairnet, her skin is very white, her long black eyelashes hang down like cattail fans, leaving shadows under her eyes, she has a pretty nose, and her red lips are slightly parted, and she looks like Quite tempting.

She was wearing the same white coat as him, but hers was a nurse's style.

He walked to the seat next to her and raised his eyebrows. There were clear light spots in his amber pupils. Thinking of her panicking and avoiding his sight in the morning, unknown emotions flashed deep in her eyes.

Afraid of him?

Jiang Yan calmly pulled out the chair next to him and looked down at the case for a while.

After a while, he found that the girl next to him still showed no sign of waking up.

So he put down the case in his hand, looked at her sideways for a while, and then lowered his eyes at the black watch on his wrist.

13:45 minutes

He wondered how long she could sleep in such conditions.

Finally, at 13:59, the girl slowly woke up, and what she saw when she woke up was a pair of clean and slender hands. The blue blood vessels were clearly sunken under the plain white skin, and the knuckles were clear.

This hand is really beautiful, Aning thinks.

She slowly moved her eyes upward along the hand. First she saw the beautiful neck and sexy Adam's apple, and then she fixed her eyes on a gentle and jade-like face, which seemed a bit familiar.

It seems to be Jiang Yan.

Jiang…Yan?

Aning's pupils dilated in shock, and she quickly stood up in fright, causing the chair to make a screeching sound as she jerked it together.

"Hello Dr. Jiang...Jiang...Jiang."

Jiang Yan stared at her for a moment, his eyes were calm, the broken hair on his forehead covered his brow bone, and the shadow of the girl was reflected in his eyes. He pressed his tongue against the soft flesh of his cheek.

The tone is deep, clear and magnetic: "Are you afraid of me?"

An Ning's face turned red visibly with the "swipe", and he hurriedly denied it: "No, I'm afraid that my resting here will disturb your work."

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that my heart beats faster and my brain short-circuits when I see you.

It's shy.

Jiang Yan found her cautious look a bit amusing. He curled his lips and said with a smile, "That's it, don't bother me. There's still half an hour to go to work, so you can rest for a while."

"No, no, Sister Fang Fang is waiting for me to do my rounds." Aning waved his hand, gradually moved towards the door, and said with a blushing face: "Dr. Jiang, you are busy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left the doctor's office, as if there was a savage beast behind him.

Seeing her fleeing back, Jiang Yan squinted his eyes, with thick black eyelashes, a faint light and shadow in his amber pupils, and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

He also said that he was not afraid of him.

If there were any acquaintances here at this time, seeing his expression, they would definitely say that someone seems to be in trouble again.

Fang Fang didn't know what happened to Jiang Yan in the office. When she came back from the ward, she saw Aning coming out of the doctor's office. She looked at the clock in the corridor and asked her why she didn't take a rest. It was still a while before going to work.

Aning was too embarrassed to tell her that Jiang Yan had just asked her to sleep a little longer. She just said that she was almost rested.

Fang Fang nodded and asked Aning to push a treatment cart to bed 13 for an injection.

To be honest, she was a little afraid of giving injections. The original owner had given injections, but she had never done so. Although she had inherited the memory and knew how to give injections, she was still a little nervous.

After the tourniquet was tied and disinfected, Aning felt that her hand holding the needle was shaking. Fortunately, the 13th bed was a very kind uncle who kept encouraging her.

"It doesn't matter if the first needle doesn't go in, I'll put in the second one, because I have many blood vessels."

Perhaps the uncle's words had an effect. Aning got the shot right. After fixing it with tape, she breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the uncle.

The uncle happily said you're welcome, and told Aning that the prick didn't hurt at all, and the little girl was awesome.

Aning was also very happy and felt very accomplished. Who doesn't like to be praised?

The happy mood stayed with him until get off work. When Aning walked out of the hospital, he caught sight of Jiang Yan standing in the parking lot among the people in twos and threes.

The man was handsome and tall, and he stood out among the crowd because it was off duty time. He was not wearing a white coat and was wearing his own clothes.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the short black hair seemed to be covered with a thin layer of golden gauze, and the eyebrows and eyes looked particularly warm in the soft light.

He was answering the phone, but he was a little far away. Aning couldn't see his expression clearly. It wasn't until a black Mercedes-Benz stopped next to him that he hung up the phone and got in the car.

After watching the car leave, Aning went to the bus station to catch a ride home.