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The little nurse stood at the door with her aunt and did not immediately open the door to go in. Although she knew that Jiang Wanqiu must be inside, it is always good to be more polite when things are not particularly urgent in the hospital.

The aunt standing next to her looked about 40 years old, and she didn't make a sound to urge her.

She just asked: "Little girl, did the doctor go out to the toilet in the office?"

The moment she finished speaking, there was a slight knock from the door, followed by Jiang Wanqiu's iconic voice from the room: "Xiao Liu, wait outside for a while, I'm here There is another patient."

And patients?

The nurse called Xiao Liu did not doubt him, and chatted with her aunt during the waiting time. Anyway, the nurse station of their Chinese medicine department was not very busy during the Spring Festival holiday. patients.

After about two or three minutes like this, there was finally movement at the door of the duty room.

The door was opened, and the aunt looked up and saw a young and beautiful doctor standing in front of her. The doctor was half a head taller than her. Although he was wearing a mask on his face, it was not difficult to see how beautiful the covered half of his face was. .

But in the hospital, such a young and beautiful female doctor is synonymous with distrust.

As if she didn't expect such a young doctor to exist in a hospital like the Central Hospital, the aunt hesitated for a moment.

"This Dr. Jiang is so young?" She turned her head to ask Xiao Liu for help, vaguely revealing that she wanted to show herself to someone else.

People always have a natural prejudice against young things and people that have not passed through time.

"Don't worry, Auntie, Dr. Jiang was recruited by our director himself. At that time, several hospitals were rushing to ask for it. His professional ability is no worse than that of many old doctors." Xiao Liu was not surprised by this situation, she smiled. Explained a sentence.

Hearing what the nurse said, the aunt finally felt relieved.

"Then Xiao Liu, go get busy."

"sorry to bother you."

Jiang Wanqiu bowed her eyes and thanked the nurse, then led her into the room and sat down.

After entering inside, the auntie found out that besides the doctor, there was a little girl in the room, who looked smaller than the nurse just now, so she couldn't help but look more curiously.

Until Jiang Wanqiu's voice brought her back to her mind.

Only then did she realize that she was here to see a doctor, so she began to tell the doctor about her illness.

Coincidentally, the situation described by this aunt is somewhat similar to what Ji Xia just described. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it is not much different.

"Does Auntie usually exercise?" Jiang Wanqiu asked.

"I used to do housework and other things, but now there are fewer. My daughter bought a sweeping and mopping robot at home during the Chinese New Year. I basically don't need to clean it. The most I can do is to wipe the dust in the house."

Jiang Wanqiu asked a few more questions about some simple situations. After understanding the situation, she stood up from the chair and walked around behind her aunt.

Sitting on the sidelines, Ji Xia watched it clearly, it was almost exactly the same as his previous procedure.

In the end, she watched helplessly as her aunt lay down on the trestle bed she had just laid on, and Jiang Wanqiu took out a new set of acupuncture kits from the cabinet - she didn't feel it when she was lying on the bed before, but now she was sitting next to her The feeling is more intuitive.

The scene of Jiang Wanqiu holding the silver needle reminded the girl of her childhood memory: Nanny Rong.

The difference is that the "Nurse Rong" in front of her is young and beautiful, and everyone loves her.

The entire acupuncture process went very smoothly. Although my aunt would "call" after being pierced, Jiang Wanqiu was obviously not affected.

A person holding a silver needle is like an emotionless needling machine, piercing it one by one, and the course of treatment is completed in a short time. Ji Xia heard the aunt lying on the bed let out a sigh of obvious comfort, and it took a while. After a while, he put on a pair and sat up from the bed.

"Today there are not many patients, so I will give you some acupuncture and moxibustion here, and I will give you a form to go to the payment window to pay the fee. It is not expensive, only a few dozen yuan." Compared with the private ones outside For the Chinese medicine center, the price of the hospital is very reasonable.

Jiang Wanqiu put away the needles one by one, and prepared to give them to the nurse for disinfection when she got off work.

However, usually there are places in the hospital that specialize in acupuncture and moxibustion, and it is generally not done for patients when seeing a doctor.

Even today is an exception.

"Thank you so much doctor, I'm so sorry, I doubted your medical skills at first." When leaving, the aunt took the list and thanked you again and again, which shows that the acupuncture just now really worked.

The door was closed again, and there were only the two of them left in the room.

Jiang Wanqiu's mask had been taken off a long time ago - no one knew that she just took out the mask from the drawer and put it on just now to cover the flush on her face so that no one could see the abnormality.

After such a long time, her face has already returned to normal.

Seeing that the other party was still carefully packing the silver needles, Ji Xia, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but ask the question he had held back for a long time.

"Why can I call you Auntie, but I can't?" she asked.

"..." The question was straight to the point, and Jiang Wanqiu's attention was distracted in an instant, so that the hand that retracted the needle couldn't help trembling, and accidentally pricked the pulp of the index finger.

Bright red blood began to bubble out from where it was pierced, congealing into a tiny bead of blood.

But Jiang Wanqiu herself didn't move much, she just stared at the blood on her hands in a daze, and frowned slightly with her beautiful eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, Ji Xia hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out a few pieces of paper from the table to wrap her fingers. The blood soon permeated the white toilet paper, revealing a bright red color, which was particularly dazzling in people's eyes.

"Why are you so careless?"

"Did your aunt get the needle just now? Could it be infected..."

Ji Xia's nagging concern didn't get any response, Jiang Wanqiu seemed to be seriously recalling whether he had used the row of needles in the acupuncture just now.

She thought for a while, and the answer was no.

"It's okay, I haven't used this one before." After getting the answer, Jiang Wanqiu quickly cleared Ji Xia's worries away.

I saw that the other party's frowning finally relaxed a little after listening.

Jiang Wanqiu didn't react until Ji Xia removed the toilet paper wrapped in her hand, then lowered her head to swallow the bleeding wound.

There was a slight tingling sensation from the wound on the fingertips, but she was soon surrounded by the scorching mouth temperature, and she seemed to be scalded.

Jiang Wanqiu could feel Ji Xia sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick her own blood, that feeling was too special, she quickly withdrew her fingers as if she had been electrocuted, but the fingertips were still wet. Transparent colored liquid.

Obviously did nothing, and it seems like everything has been done.

Jiang Wanqiu's mood was a little unstable, she raised her eyes to look at Ji Xia: "You..."

"Is this unhygienic?"

Ji Xia raised his eyebrows, stealing the other party's words, leaving Jiang Wanqiu speechless.

No one knows whether she just did it accidentally or on purpose.

At the same time, Ji Xia also reached out and took out two toilet papers from the paper drawer on the table, and took Jiang Wanqiu's hand to wipe gently, the movements were gentle and slow.

The subordinates said slowly while moving: "Before I went to primary school, I grew up with my grandmother in the county. When I was a child, whenever there was a mosquito bite or a scratch that could not be used in time, my grandmother would tell me to use it. Saliva can disinfect wounds."

The wet fingers quickly returned to the dry state before, and the girl's words sounded like she was explaining her sudden behavior just now.

Sure enough, Jiang Wanqiu's attention quickly shifted after hearing such a statement, and she began to refute Ji Xia's words: "These are all unfounded folk claims. From a medical point of view, saliva has no disinfection effect. You Don't believe that."

No professional doctor can hold a conservative attitude when hearing such "folk remedies".

"So that's how it is." Ji Xia looked suddenly enlightened, "Then I will remember."

I don't know if I really remember it or fake it.

"If I had a girlfriend who studied medicine, I wouldn't have used a wrong common sense for so many years..."

"But it's okay, it's not too late now."

"dont you agree?"

The girl talked to herself, asked herself questions, and answered her own questions. From the moment she started talking to now, her beautiful eyes have been staring at each other's eyes. Even this can easily stir up Jiang Wanqiu's emotions.

"You're right." Jiang Wanqiu replied softly.

Finally, he has a little response to Ji Xia's teasing, even though he is still working.

There were surprisingly few patients in the TCM department this afternoon. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon and only one came. She thought... she just needs to stay for a while before getting off work.

"But you haven't answered the question I just asked you." Ji Xia continued to ask, she was satisfied with Jiang Wanqiu's answer, but not satisfied.

Because what I want to know is not just this sentence.

"Why can auntie be called during acupuncture, but I can't." She asked knowingly, and the corners of her lips raised slightly after she finished speaking.

The topic returned to the original place again.

These days, Ji Xia has been thinking about how to get Jiang Wanqiu to let go of her "prejudgment" about herself - she still can't let go of the reason of being too young.

Even though Jiang Wanqiu has made it clear that "young age" is not an excuse, she is still dissatisfied. No one wants to be possessed while having someone they like.

In Ji Xia's view, liking is always a two-way expression of emotion, and it cannot only be output or demanded by one side. Once the emotional balance is out of balance, a relationship is tantamount to starting to gradually come to an end.

So she also wanted Jiang Wanqiu to do something to her, which was a sign of "like".

But since they came back from Yunzhen, the two of them haven't spent much time together in private. Even if there are occasional sparks of ambiguity, Jiang Wanqiu is definitely the passive one.

Ji Xia doesn't like it, she wants the other party to take the initiative, and it's best to have some different thoughts about herself.

Just when these strange thoughts came to her mind, Jiang Wanqiu changed her previous "avoidance" attitude and began to seriously answer Ji Xia's question: "If you want to call, you can."

"An hour later when I get off work and take you home, you take off your clothes and lie down on the bed..."

With that said, Jiang Wanqiu took a step forward and reached out to pat Ji Xia's face lightly: "When the time comes, you can call him whatever you want."

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