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Most of the infirmary were students with mild heatstroke. Jiang Wanqiu looked at them one by one and found that their symptoms were not very serious. They basically just prescribed some medicine and took them and they left. Halo, really only this one.

So after working for a while, the overcrowded infirmary became clean again.

"Dr. Jiang, you've worked hard." Lin Xu, who had also been busy for a long time, greeted Jiang Wanqiu as the first sentence after he came down. He was a little worried that the other party would not be able to adapt to such a work rhythm.

Lin Xu is another resident male doctor in the school. Unlike Jiang Wanqiu, a "temporary worker", he has a teacher qualification certificate and a professional certificate.

"Fortunately, it's not hard, it's much easier than in the hospital." Jiang Wanqiu turned her face away while speaking, and took off the mask on her face, revealing a beautiful face in front of everyone. Chong Lin Xu smiled.

——If Ji Xia was still alive, I believe he would be able to recognize this face.

Wearing a medical mask when working is a habit that Jiang Wanqiu developed when working in the hospital, but sometimes when there are few people or no one is around, he will put it down to take a breath, such as at this moment.

"I'm going to see how the student's normal saline solution is doing." She greeted Lin Xu, then turned and walked towards another separate room.

Song Nana, who was lying on the bed getting an injection, was not resting, but leaned against the head of the bed holding her mobile phone and chatting with someone.

The room here is not big, when she realized that someone came in, Jiang Wanqiu had already walked to the hospital bed in two or three steps.

"Student, how do you feel?" Jiang Wanqiu first looked up at the liquid in the bottle, and then lowered her eyes to ask.

The long infusion tube swayed with Song Nana's movements of playing with the mobile phone, and the liquid inside also fell drop by drop. Song Nana looked up, but she held the phone and answered irrelevant questions: "Sister, you are so beautiful..."

The girl was a little surprised, and she didn't think about what she said, and she didn't think she was rude.

Such compliments seem to be commonplace for Jiang Wanqiu, so she chuckled lightly and continued to ask, "Is there any discomfort?"

"I'm much better now. I don't feel dizzy or sick anymore."

After asking about the basic condition, Song Nana didn't intend to take a rest, Jiang Wanqiu simply pulled a chair, sat down in front of the hospital bed and chatted casually with her.

"Is Ji Xia your good friend?"

"How does Doctor Jiang know her name is Ji Xia?"

"She just told me herself."

In a few words, Jiang Wanqiu lied again.

The two of them didn't chat for a long time, Jiang Wanqiu asked some basic situation of Ji Xia from Song Nana's mouth.

For example, they are roommates, and they are all Italian.

The small bottle of normal saline solution soon drained, and when Jiang Wanqiu left, she asked Song Nana to add her WeChat account, euphemistically saying, "If you feel uncomfortable after you go back, you can tell me."

The image of a kind and gentle doctor successfully captured the favor of the little sister, and Song Nana naturally left happily.

As Ji Xia said, she is a straight daughter who likes to look at beautiful sisters, and this is not a conflict.

As the sun gradually went down, the day's training also ended with the whistle blowing.

Jiang Wanqiu is not an official school doctor hired by the school, so she is basically not on duty in the school at night, and she looks different when she takes off her white coat in a certain bar in the city.

Angels in white and night elves are sometimes, perhaps, the same creature.

I saw Jiang Wanqiu wearing a black camisole with a pair of loose jeans, and her slightly curly hair was casually draped behind her shoulders. This casual and casual outfit tonight makes it hard to think that she is 27 years old this year. Years old.

On the bar in front of her was a dark blue drink that the bartender had just mixed. Her attention was still on her mobile phone, who she was contacting.

But even if it's just quiet - sitting there looking at the phone, it can attract a lot of eyes from around.

Sexy, beautiful and young girls are never short of people to strike up a conversation on such occasions, and soon, someone will act.

"Beauty, are you alone? It's not as good as me..." The man who came over to strike up a conversation with a wine glass felt good about himself, but just as his ass touched the stool next to Jiang Wanqiu, he was pushed aside by a hand that suddenly stretched out from behind him. clapped.

"Sorry, I'm a bit late due to traffic jam."

"Trouble, let me go."

The woman had bright red nails and short light blue hair. The man just looked at her and left with interest.

"Now anyone dares to come up to talk to you, quite confident." Zhou Zhou's first sentence was this when he sat down.

Jiang Wanqiu couldn't deny it: "Confidence is a good thing."

Zhou Zhou is her best friend. The two have known each other for several years, and they can basically talk about any topic.

The music in the bar at this point is not too irritating, and Jiang Wanqiu and Zhou Zhou didn't struggle too much when communicating.

The two ordered some beers and sat at the bar chatting without saying a word. Zhou Zhou could clearly feel that Jiang Wanqiu was in a very high mood tonight, and he was in a relaxed and happy state. good.

Sure enough, after a while, the other party let go and told the reason why he was "in a good mood".

"By the way, I met a little sister who used to be very close to me at school today. I didn't expect her to study a small language." Jiang Wanqiu raised one hand to support half of her head, and looked towards her good friend like this.

"Which one?" Zhou Zhou was puzzled at first, and then he suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise, "Is it the one you mentioned to me before..."

"Yes, it's Ji Xia."

"My former sister-in-law is very good."

When talking about Ji Xia, Jiang Wanqiu unconsciously had a smile on his face, and his eyes curved up again, especially when he mentioned the word "you're so good", it was like those distant friends five years ago. The memory came back to my eyes again, when the little girl and her were walking by the river holding hands.

For Jiang Wanqiu, that year was also a precious year in his life.

After that year of getting along, Ji Xia was like a real sister in her heart, but unfortunately, for some reason, the other party didn't contact her as agreed.

But Zhou Zhou wasn't her, and didn't have as many emotions as her, but felt that Jiang Wanqiu's blurted name was very inappropriate.

"You are an unmarried Yunying, should you pay attention to your address?" She frowned, not very happy.

As far as she knew, Jiang Wanqiu had just had a two-month dewy relationship with this little sister's cousin, and the title "sister-in-law" really gave that man too much embarrassment.

But Jiang Wanqiu herself didn't really care about it, and even didn't take it seriously.

She narrowed her eyes and took a sip of the liquid in the glass in front of her.

"it's the same."

"Ji Xia still calls me little sister-in-law."

While the two were talking, the phone on the bar suddenly vibrated.

Jiang Wanqiu picked up her phone and took a look. A new friend application popped up, but the application description directly stated her identity in one sentence: [Doctor Jiang, this is Ji Xia. 】

"Look, it's here." Staring at the small words, Jiang Wanqiu smiled, then stretched out her fingers and tapped the word "Pass" on the dimly lit screen. Obviously in her expectation.

She had expected it when she gave Song Nana her contact information.

Not long after the friend application was approved, Ji Xia sent over a cute kitten love packet, followed by another sentence: [Dr. Jiang, thank you for helping me pay for the medicine today. 】

No, the principled little sister came to pay back the money.

…………

On the other hand, Ji Xia had already looked at all of Jiang Wanqiu's visible circle of friends in just a few minutes after the friend application was approved, and finally, her eyes stayed on a photo.

——The person in the photo is standing on the beach by the sea, looking at the sunset in the distance with his back to the camera, only showing a small half of his face.

But this small side face without a mask made the familiarity in Ji Xia's heart stronger and stronger.

"Nana, you said that Dr. Jiang is very beautiful, so can you describe what she looks like?" Ji Xia stared at the back view on the phone for a long time, and suddenly called out Song Nana.

Ever since she came back from training today, Song Nana has never stopped admiring "Doctor Jiang"'s appearance, but Ji Xia obviously didn't take it seriously.

But now, she was a little curious about what this "Doctor Jiang" looked like.

"Of course!" Song Nana was naturally very happy with Ji Xia's request.

"Cough!" She cleared her throat, and after thinking carefully and organizing her words for a while, she spoke slowly, "She—"

"She has big eyes and a straight nose."

"There is also a tear mole under the eye."

"A pair of thin lips are very beautiful..."

Song Nana described Jiang Wanqiu's face in her mind like this, and soon got Ji Xia's feedback: "Okay, Nana, you don't need to talk, I probably know what she looks like."

"Really, you know what she looks like so quickly?" Song Nana couldn't believe it, after all, she only said so few words.

"Well, human."

I saw Ji Xia turned over on the bed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Fortunately, Song Nana’s first choice when filling out the application for the college entrance examination was the Italian Department instead of the Chinese Department. Otherwise, it might be difficult to graduate smoothly... She no longer placed her hopes on the other party, but switched the phone interface back to the chat dialog box Click on the transfer function.

As Jiang Wanqiu thought, the reason she asked for WeChat from Song Nana was indeed to pay back the money. Ji Xia didn't have the habit of giving out red envelopes, no matter how big or small the amount was, she always transferred it.

It's just... the moment she clicked on the transfer function, her eyes were attracted by the words in brackets behind the payee: [**Autumn]

The word "autumn" displayed at the end of her real name made Ji Xia think of something, and her pursed lips began to rise little by little, bending into an arc.

So, is this Doctor Jiang?