Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

The three of them followed the sound and looked back at the person.

Her eyebrows are swaying, her skin is as white as snow, and she is extremely beautiful.

The black hair was neatly tucked back, but a few strands of disobedient hair still escaped.

He was also wearing a white coat, with one hand in his pocket, and his eyes were deserted.

There is clearly no emotion when looking at you, but it seems to have a natural hook.

It can captivate people's hearts.

Yan He stood outside the door, looking away from the back of his bloodshot hand.

As soon as he raised his head, he met those peach blossom eyes.

"Can you give way?"

"......Um."

"Yan He, you came just in time. Please take care of this student. How can anyone be injured and left alone? What if he gets infected?"

The doctor raised his chin towards the man who finally moved at the door, and asked Lin Xingnan to sit down: "Where is the injury? Pull up your clothes and let me see."

"Oh ok."

Lin Xingnan came back to his senses and answered the words, but he was still dumbfounded and didn't respond.

Wait for someone to come to you.

His face suddenly turned red, and then he said coyly: "Isn't this not good?"

How can you be so embarrassed in front of a beautiful sister?

It would be too shameful to misunderstand that he was beaten.

Ignoring the gazes from behind, Yan He put the notebook in his hand on the table: "You want it."

"thank you."

The doctor smiled, and the medical cotton ball on his hand dried in the air again.

But the two people shouted more and more motionlessly.

Somewhat helplessly: "Will you handle this classmate? If not, let others take the lead."

"Deal with it."

Lin Xingnan took another sneak peek to the right, holding a corner of his clothes and trying to turn them up.

The speed was like slow motion, and it took a long time to pull up a little bit.

Seeing that the waistband of his pants was already exposed.

"doctor."

He was interrupted.

The man who had just been saying that there was no need to deal with the wound was leaning against the door frame. His body was wide and his legs were long, blocking the door.

At this moment, he raised his hand slightly, exposing the blood stains: "My hand hurts."

"..."

Seeing that the beautiful sister's attention was attracted, she didn't even look at him the whole time.

Lin Xingnan put down the corner of his clothes with a stupefied expression.

Even though I know it's impossible.

But did Chen Muyuan really not do it on purpose?

He is ready to show his beautiful sister the results of his recent exercise.

"Snapped!"

"Hi~"

Just as he was thinking about it, the back of his hand was suddenly tapped, and Lin Xingnan frowned and turned his head.

The doctor glared at him speechlessly: "If you don't take care of it, get out."

"..."

Under Chen Muyuan's appearance, he really didn't get any preferential treatment.

Chen Muyuan swept his sword eyebrows and couldn't help but sneered.

But when he turned to the expressionless person, he calmed down silently and curled his lips: "Doctor, my hands are so tired from lifting."

"Then put it down."

Yan He lowered his eyes, flashed his eyes, pushed the person away and walked out.

He turned around and entered the infirmary next door.

It didn't seem like he cared about his injury at all.

Chen Muyuan paused, lightly touched the tiger's teeth with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly smiled.

This time there was no need for anyone to call me, I just followed him very consciously.

The wound on the back of the hand looks a little scary, but it is not serious. There are just some fine grains of sand on the surface that need to be cleaned up in time.

Yan He put on his gloves and turned around.

I saw that the person was already sitting obediently on the stool and waiting.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled crookedly, looking very good: "Thank you, doctor."

Quite polite too.

If I hadn't seen him in the corridor first, he would have looked like he was dragging me for 2,500,000 yuan.

Yan He might really believe it.

Ignoring his sudden change of attitude, he kept his head down and cleaned his wound with saline.

When I took out the iodophor and prepared to disinfect the skin around the wound.

"Hi~"

The white hand paused slightly: "I haven't touched it yet."

"Oh, then I'll wait."

"..."

Damn kid, you are so skinny.

When I say wait, I really just wait.

When a stinging and burning sensation came from the wound, he lowered his eyes and "hissed" falsely.

"..."

Yan He ignored him and continued his movements without being affected by him at all.

After a while.

"Doctor, my hand hurts."

"It hurts, that's right. It's bleeding. How can it not hurt?"

When the other party wanted to retract, she used some strength to grab it, and then finally raised her head: "Don't move, it will be fine soon."

The originally smiling face suddenly changed: "But doctor, I'm in pain."

"It hurts. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Bear with it."

"..."

Chen Muyuan once again discovered that his appearance was really not good at all.

It was rare that I tried to pretend to be pitiful last time, but was ignored.

After this, people finally feel at peace.

Although Yan He lowered his head, he could still feel the eyes on the other side staring closely at him.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the infirmary.

However, there was always a rich, sweet fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose.

It vaguely stimulated her.

The person opposite was quiet for a while and then started talking again: "Is the doctor's name Yan He?"

"..."

"sounds so good."

"..."

Ignoring him, he didn't care, and continued on his own: "If you feel uncomfortable or injured in the future, you can come to Dr. Yan...?"

After applying a layer of ointment to the injured area, Yan He pushed his hand away.

"Try not to touch the water these days."

When he didn't get a reply, his stubbornness came back: "Can I still come to Dr. Yan in the future?"

"There are many doctors at the health station, but I am not there every day."

That's okay.

Chen Muyuan ignored the first half of the sentence and understood it on his own.

He took his phone out of his pocket, tapped the screen a few times, and moved it in front of her.

"Dr. Yan, can you add me on WeChat?"

When Yan He looked over, he blinked innocently: "If the wound is uncomfortable and you don't have time to come over, I would like to ask Dr. Yan."

When he smiles, he can't hide his arrogance, but when he doesn't smile, he still looks a bit gentle.

His face was full of seriousness, and it really looked like that.

I don’t know who it was that was dismissive of this wound at first.

The sound of footsteps came from next door, heading straight in this direction: "Brother Yuan?"

Yan He stood up from his chair: "Your friend is here to call you."

The voice just fell.

The person appeared at the door.

Lin Xingnan lay on the wall and poked his head: "Brother Yuan, are you okay here?"

The words were spoken to Chen Muyuan, but his eyes kept peeking at the white figure.

When he didn't get a response, he lowered his head strangely and met the cold eyes.

And the cold and emotionless: "No."

"..."

changed.

The expression on his former brother's face made him want him to get out.

But he was able to hold back his temper.

Are you afraid that you are being beaten stupidly?