I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

one night stand

Wen Ziyang once spurned the behavior, but he never thought that he would become one of them one day.

The other party was just a strange woman who invited her to drink a cocktail at the bar. She was not familiar with her, but she had a beautiful appearance, an excellent figure, and even her voice was deep and elegant, which she liked.

Even now that I am in a closed office, the aftertaste of last night still lingers in my mind. The woman whispers in her ear with a hoarse voice, intermittent sentences mixed with depressing breaths, as if it can stimulate Wen Ziyang In the depths of her soul, let her let go of her usual dignified appearance and indulge herself in the ups and downs.

This job always brings great emotional pressure to her. The stone on her back is getting heavier day by day, and her mental state has been in a sub-healthy state for a long time. It is ridiculous that she is the one who is the healer.

So she picked a time, took off the mask of "I'm fine", like a long-thirsty homeless man, lying on the bar counter drinking one cup after another, only tonight is good, she wants to indulge herself boundlessly.

And the role of that woman, for her that night, was just a vodka with a slightly higher concentration and a longer aftertaste. When the liquid in the glass was drunk, it was time to put the glass back to its original place.

But obviously, she probably forgot to return the glass filled with wine to the bartender yesterday.

"You are Song Zhou?" Wen Ziyang stared at the name on the medical record.

The name was a name she had never heard before, but the face of the person sitting across the table was something she would never forget. She had already confirmed the name three times with the woman, even though she had gotten the correct answer from the first time, Every time she asks a new question, she still hopes to be able to spit out something like "sorry for going wrong" from the woman's beautiful lips.

What does it feel like to have a sexual love object become a patient.

Wen Ziyang felt dizzy, could she skip work?

The answer is of course no.

"Yes, I'm Song Zhou." The woman changed her posture, folded her hands together on the table, leaned forward to look at Wen Ziyang, and said slowly, "It's also the woman who slept with you last night."

Wen Ziyang's smile stopped, and her good upbringing allowed her to control herself not to stand up on the spot and slap the other party resoundingly.

Leaving aside the question of who slept with whom last night, as a normal person, shouldn't she take the opportunity to pick up the question when she asked the question "Are you Song Zhou?" A doctor, so as to avoid unnecessary embarrassment?

"Doctor Wen?"

Wen Ziyang closed his eyes, tried his best to hold his breath, opened the blank medical record, "state your symptoms."

Originally, she was supposed to lead the conversation at this stage, and then lure the patient to open up their hearts and enhance the sense of trust between the two parties, but Wen Ziyang is not in that mood now, she just wants to get a preliminary understanding quickly, and then hand over this guy to someone else.

It would be best to omit even this step, and let the nurse take it for a test to solve it, and everyone will be happy. Unfortunately, at this juncture, Wen Ziyang still has to retain that poor professional ethics.

"Just give me sleeping pills."

"Sleeping pills can't be prescribed casually. I have to understand the severity of your condition before I can know whether you need medication and what kind of medicine is most suitable." Wen Ziyang explained.

"Insomnia."

"reason?"

Wen Ziyang almost laughed out loud, insomnia?Then after the incident last night, was it a ghost who fell asleep while hugging himself?

"..."

"The reason." Wen Ziyang tapped his pen on the table and asked again.

This question seemed a bit difficult to answer, Song Zhou pursed his lips, "When you are alone, it is difficult to fall asleep."

Co-author This is why you are so proficient at finding a sexual partner in a bar?

"Well, I don't think it's easy for you to open up to me. Why don't you go out and have a psychological evaluation first, and then I'll help you with another doctor when you come back?"

Song Zhou sat without moving, his eyes fixed on Wen Ziyang's face.

"only you."

"Huh?" Wen Ziyang didn't hear clearly.

"I only want you, and I sleep most peacefully when I hold you in my arms."

"..." Wen Ziyang knew that the meeting today was not a coincidence at all.

It may be the business card in her wallet, or it may be that her drunken speech made her reveal her identity, which made her come to such a difficult patient.

"I'm sorry, this is a hospital, not a bar." Wen Ziyang grabbed the landline phone beside him, ready to let the nurse come and bombard people.

"I know this is a hospital, and I'm a patient." Seeing Wen Ziyang's disbelief, Song Zhou stood up and grabbed her wrist, "If you have to know, skin hunger, can you?"

Wen Ziyang sat down, "Then I can't just prescribe sleeping pills for you."

"You don't need sleeping pills, I want you." Song Zhou spoke too bluntly, and Wen Ziyang felt that his three views were a little bursting.

"You went to the hospital to yp openly?" Wen Ziyang closed the medical record and pointed to the door, "Then I suggest that you go to the next-door physical examination center for a physical examination when you go out later."

Song Zhou frowned, not very satisfied with this word.

"I'm clean." She added, "Strictly speaking, I've only had sex with you."

The question mark on Wen Ziyang's head was about to explode, "Are you quite proud of co-authoring sex with someone you only met once?"

"Aren't you too." Song Zhou choked Wen Ziyang with a single sentence.

Ok, she admits, she still has a little face control.

"I thought I'd picked a stranger I'd never see again."

"Then you picked the wrong one."

Song Zhou's tone almost made Wen Ziyang think that it was her own fault.

I'm sorry, I don't know Taishan with my dog's eyes. I should have let you go when I saw you last night.

"Tell you clearly, there will be no second time." Wen Ziyang made a gesture of invitation to the door, "If you need help to go out and re-register, if you don't need it, you can go home and sleep."

"I will come again."

Song Zhou's words were not just to scare Wen Ziyang. In the following time, she came almost every day, at the same time and place, and every time she hung up Wen Ziyang's account.

In the beginning, Wen Ziyang would persuade each other with good words, but when he found out that the other party was a smelly and hard stone, he resolutely gave up resistance, and every one-hour meeting passed while the two of them stared at each other silently.

Spending money to come to the hospital for a sit-in demonstration, only Song Zhou could do such a thing.

This incident caused Wen Ziyang to ask for leave frequently, and she didn't pick any other time. She would disappear whenever Song Zhou made an appointment. Later, Song Zhou only needed to come to the hospital and look at the nurse on duty to know if someone was there.

But Wen Ziyang didn't expect that she could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. A few days later, at the banquet held by the Song family for the eldest daughter, she met the lingering Song Zhou again.

"Hello, I'm Song Zhou." A new self-introduction, this time Wen Ziyang didn't have the right to show her face.

Not to mention that the elders are all staring at her. This kind of occasion is either rich or expensive. If she wants to make something happen here, it will be spread in the circle the next day.

What Wen Ziyang wanted most was that shameless face.

She feigned the joy of meeting for the first time, and stretched out her hand dignifiedly, "Hello, I'm Wen Ziyang, the eldest daughter of Uncle Jiang."

Song Zhou tightened his hands and smiled deeper, "Nice to meet you."

After the dinner, Wen Ziyang ate very unpleasantly. Song Zhou's sense of presence was too strong. Did his eyes fall on her? Layers of invisible relationship.

What should I do if I have sex with the stepfather's partner's daughter?

Even someone as clever as Wen Ziyang can only come up with an unsolvable answer to this question.

Fortunately, after watching it, Song Zhou was quite peaceful. He didn't say anything inappropriate during the dinner, and the meal was finished safely. When Wen Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and left, Song Zhou was at the door. Shout everywhere.

"It's Xiaoyu, right? I'm Qiulin's older sister, can I lend your older sister a few minutes to talk?" Song Zhou pulled a "friendly" smile and looked at Wen Yu who was very close to Wen Ziyang.

Wen Ziyang obviously felt that Wen Yu's body muscles tightened, as if an animal was in a state of preparation for war, full of vigilance.

To be honest, looking at it from Wen Ziyang's point of view, Song Zhou's smile, which he thought was kind, might be more appropriate to call it a threat, so it's not surprising why Wen Yu has such great hostility towards her.

She patted Wen Yu's hand, let people get into the car, and stayed where she was.

"What's Miss Song's business?" Wen Ziyang subconsciously stepped back with his arms folded, keeping a distance from this dangerous person.

"I know you don't want to see me, but I still have something to ask you."

The word please came out of her mouth as if she was ordering others, Wen Ziyang kept his last bit of patience and didn't want to tear up his face with her, and asked, "What's the matter."

"About my sister." Song Zhou said, taking out the file that had been hidden behind him.

Wen Ziyang frowned slightly. He had been in a very nervous state just now, and he didn't connect Song Qiulin's matter with Song Zhou.

The days when Song Zhou stopped working together was because she sent a little spy over to scout for news.

Observing Wen Ziyang's expression, Song Zhou knew that she was thinking too much.

"It is true that I introduced you to her, but that is also the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor. She is not easy to trust others. A young doctor like you would be more suitable. In fact, I guessed it right. She and you The communication was pretty good."

"I know you must have misunderstood me a lot." Song Zhou handed the file to her, "This is Qiu Lin's file, which records her life from childhood to adulthood. It will be very helpful to you after reading this."

Wen Ziyang's hand hesitated for a moment in the air, but he still took it.

Song Qiulin has not been in contact with this child for a long time, but she does describe her well with Song Zhou. It took her a long time to let this girl talk to her. Doctor, Wen Ziyang still has the most basic sense of responsibility for his patients.

"Her situation is far more than what you saw when you left first. If you are willing to take over this case after reading the file, please contact me."