The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

……

The bedroom curtains were originally supposed to be blue, but after four years of use, the color has faded and turned into an old white.

Mu Jin was slumped on the bed, in the most comfortable position, his eyes could only see the curtains and the useless desk below.His jeans were thrown there randomly, and his alluring posture seemed to show how impatient his master was when he took them off.

An arm rested on his stomach, and then a hot head lay on it, and he rubbed it coquettishly, sweating all over his body.

Mu Jin pushed without any strength, his voice was hoarse and his tone was a little irritable: "Relax, I'm going to take a bath."

Not only did the arm not loosen, but it hugged it even tighter: "Hold me for a while, I haven't seen you for a month."

"How old are you?" Mu Jin gathered his strength to break away from under his arms, "Haven't you weaned yet?"

With back pain, Mu Jin moved into the bathroom in a strange posture, and the moment the hot water poured down his head, the comfort that came out from the pores broke out like a sequelae.

Young people have the vitality of young people, especially young people who have just been weaned, and the taste is really different.

Mu Jin closed his eyes and recollected this bewildering afternoon. When he raised his hand, he didn't reach the bottle of shampoo, but touched a hand with slender bones.

That hand squeezed his hand in the hot water, just let it go, the next moment it was full of foam and massaged his head comfortably.

I have to say that the young people behind me seem to be more considerate and mature than their peers.

Mu Jin would enjoy it happily, if it wasn't for those hands rubbing down to his buttocks.

"Little bastard," Mu Jin narrowed his eyes, the bathroom was so hot that he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, "You want to rebel?"

Once the intention was discovered, the man in front of him no longer concealed it. It was too easy for the young man to stand upright and lean against the wall brick.

He pressed Mu Jin's shoulder, bit his ear and mumbled, "Brother, I want to breastfeed."

As soon as the words fell, the thing that was still at rest touched Mu Jin's thigh, and Mu Jin almost shouted in embarrassment: "Du—"

……

"Little Mu?"

"Xiao Mu? Wake up!"

Mu Jin opened his eyes in a daze, only then realized that he had fallen asleep while sitting in the office.He put down his legs that were on the desk, and his still sleeping spirit made him a little confused about today and night.

"Xiao Mu, you are really too." It was the head nurse who woke him up, and he was relieved when he saw Mu Jin open his eyes, "I see that your car didn't drive away, and no one answered your phone, and I was worried that you would come out. What's the matter?"

The head nurse is an old friend of Mu Jin who followed Mu Jin from the public hospital when he first started building this private hospital. In the early years, Mu Jin had stomach bleeding and deep fainting because of the surgery day and night, and almost died. .

He just had a small appendix that was not considered an operation today, and the head nurse was worried that he would repeat the old things again.

But this is both an elder and a concern, so Mu Jin naturally appreciates it.

"The phone was muted before," Mu Jin took the phone that was placed in the corner of the desk, and shook it at the head nurse, "I'm really fine."

"Then you can't just sit here and fall asleep?" The head nurse, who was a head shorter than him, taught him as if she were her son, "Isn't there a rest room at the back of your office? Don’t you even bother to walk? Also, don’t you have dinner tonight, with such an ugly face, you really think your stomach is paid for phone calls?”

Mu Jin repeatedly promised that he would go to eat and go home to sleep immediately after eating, so he invited her out under the suspicious eyes of the head nurse.

After closing the office door, Mu Jin leaned behind the door and heaved a sigh of relief, recalling the dream he had just now.

In the dream, he was much more energetic than the current appearance of being emptied of enthusiasm by life.

The scene in the dream was also a place he was familiar with, and the curtains were carefully selected by him, but even the most delicate things lost their color after the urge of time.

As for the other protagonist in the dream who couldn't see clearly——

Mu Jin shook his head and chuckled, throwing this hot dream that might have been caused by the sweltering weather behind him.While taking off the white coat on his body, he went to the hanger to take the coat, and then clicked on the phone that he hadn't looked at carefully just now.

He remembered that when he glanced at it just now, Su Shen probably sent him several messages.

really.

-elder brother!Are you ready for my big big big big big arms! !

- by the way , i have another important news for you

- I quit my job! !

- are you excitedI'm going to quit my job and go home and sell potatoes!

- Why don't you pay attention to me [Crazy.gif]

The last display is 48:21.Mu Jin raised his eyelids, the current time - 22:[-].

Su Shen was probably still on the plane at this time.

Mu Jin tapped his phone, quickly typed and sent it: Call me when you arrive.

Su Shen is a small model, with a height of over 1.9 meters and a mental age of less than nine years old. Her worth in the industry can be compared with that of a young star in the entertainment industry, but her popularity among the public is very small.

Mu Jin turned out to be his benefactor.

It's his friend now.

Occasionally sleep together and applaud.

But regarding Su Shen's so-called resignation, Mu Jin hesitated for a moment and still clicked a person in the address book.

- Su Shen pays me a bill for the liquidated damages for the termination of the contract.

click, send, recipient——

Du Jingyan.

It was also the male protagonist who didn't show his face in that dream, Mu Jin's ex-boyfriend, the boss of Su Shen's company, got engaged to the only daughter of the Han family last week, and the wedding photos are still hanging on the inside cover of the financial magazine.

It's funny to say, Mu Jin still can't figure out how a man who can't wait to carry him in his pocket can straighten himself in just four years.

Still have the face to maintain a friendship with him?

Du Jingyan never came back, and Mu Jin didn't care. He picked up the car keys and prepared to go home.At this time, there must be no food in the hospital cafeteria, and he still needs to find a restaurant to appease this hypocritical stomach.

Just as my right hand was placed on the doorknob, and my left hand was about two centimeters away from the light switch, the light in the office suddenly went out.

Mu Jin looked up subconsciously, and the lightning outside the window just hit his eyes - reflecting his soft profile pale.

The muffled thunder sounded after two beats of delay.

Mu Jin's absent-mindedness lasted only a second. He hurriedly opened the door and said faster than his movements: "The power went out...?"

It was bright outside the door, and a doctor who had just finished the operation and was about to go home came out of the office opposite him. Seeing Mu Jin's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, stopped and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Dean?"

"...It's nothing." Mu Jin opened the corner of his mouth, "Go home and be careful, it seems to be raining for a while."

"Yes," the doctor shook the umbrella in his hand, "My wife said that there is a heavy rainstorm in the forecast today, and she insisted on letting me hold it. Dean, you should be careful when driving home. Driving in rainy days is too dangerous."

"I'm fine. If it rains too hard, I'll just make do with the night in the office." Mu Jin said with a smile, "Go back early to be with my wife."

Back in the house, Mu Jin hadn't had time to look up when he heard a slight electric sound, and the lights above his head flickered and then turned on again.

With the light, the lightning and thunder outside were not as palpitating as before.

I should have someone look at the lamp circuit tomorrow.

Mu Jin thought, raised his hand to turn off the light, opened and closed the door.

Shut the darkness behind you.

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Pick up this article again, an overhaul beyond recognition.

The pace is quickened, a thousand words is a chapter, and about [-] words may be finished.