Love Diary with Dr. Jiang

Tang Qingshu's fingers holding the transfer oil tightened suddenly, and he pretended to be serious: "I have to print the pattern on your body, I can't see it unless you look up."

Jiang Shun smiled and cooperated.

Tang Qingshu put on a mask. He stared at Jiang Shun's collarbone for two seconds, determined the position of Dazi, slid the stool to the side of the bed, and first printed the pattern on his body with transfer oil.

Touching Jiang Shun's skin lightly with fingertips, it was as lean and firm as imagined.

Tang Qingshu's fingertips felt hot.

He adjusted his breathing and tried not to look around so that he could be more professional.

The person in front of Naihe kept staring at him.

Tang Qingshu was flustered when he saw him: "Why do you keep staring at me?"

Jiang Shun frowned: "Is it not possible?"

Tang Qingshu: "..." It's not possible at all!

"But what else can I watch besides Boss Tang?"

Under the mask, Tang Qingshu bit his lips: "I'm starting."

"Ah."

Jiang Shun had been reminded early in the morning that getting a tattoo was painful, and he had checked it on the Internet in private. He thought he had done a straight back, but unexpectedly, when the tattoo machine came down, his muscles still contracted violently.

He didn't say anything, but felt Tang Qingshu's fingertips tremble slightly.

"I haven't complained of pain yet, why does Boss Tang seem to have been stabbed?"

"Do you joke with patients like this when you perform surgery?"

"I would like to, but my patients are all anesthetized."

Tang Qingshu was amused.

The atmosphere became much more relaxed in an instant, and even the "buzzing" sound in the ears became pleasant.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will break the tattoo." Tang Qingshu said again.

Jiang Shun smiled.

The tattoo room fell silent.

Tang Qingshu was so close to Jiang Shun that Jiang Shun could even hear his breathing clearly. His fingertips were very soft, and it was a bit distracting to press lightly on his body.

"Can Boss Tang chat?" Jiang Shun asked after a while.

"Huh?" Tang Qingshu tried his best to concentrate, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Shun's breath was a little fluttering: "Anything is fine."

After waiting for two seconds without listening to Tang Qingshu, Jiang Shun said again: "Aren't you still struggling with the hard-to-wash tattoo?"

"What?" Tang Qingshu's nose was sweating, trying to stabilize his thoughts.

Jiang Shun stared at the person in front of him: "If you and I try it and think it doesn't work, I won't talk nonsense. If someone asks me what this tattoo means, I will say... Shunshun?"

"puff--"

Fortunately, Tang Qingshu got up quickly, otherwise he was afraid that the tattoo machine would poke Jiang Shun directly!

"Why are you talking nonsense again?" Tang Qingshu turned off the tattoo machine without any hesitation.

Jiang Shun frowned: "Didn't you have a good chat with that Mr. Li? Why didn't I say anything?"

Tang Qingshu thought, can this be the same?

He is now in normal contact at work, and it is difficult to maintain his sanity. How can he have any other energy to chat with him!

Through the mask, Tang Qingshu felt that his cheeks were about to burn.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Shun tried to lean over.

Tang Qingshu hurriedly said: "Don't move! Just sit like this."

He was afraid that if Jiang Shun leaned over like this, he wouldn't be able to help but pounce on him and kiss him!

It is estimated that it can scare him away directly.

Jiang Shun had no choice but to sit back and call him: "Tang Qingshu."

"Oh, yes, it's a little hot." Tang Qingshu picked up the cup and drank water. The water in the thermos was still hot, and the stomachs of the couple felt hot.

Terrible.

He took a deep breath before reaching out to caress Jiang Shun's shoulder, lowering his brows and eyes, "There is still a little bit left, it will be fine soon, don't move around."

Jiang Shun said, "Give me your hand."

"what?"

"hand."

Tang Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his left hand by some strange coincidence.

Although the pulmonary valve stenosis operation will allow the patient to live like a normal person, Jiang Shun is still inexplicably worried.

Jiang Shun's fingertips caught Tang Qingshu's veins, and pressed down on them.

Um?Pulse is normal, nothing happened.

It's just... my heartbeat is a little fast.

Tang Qingshu didn't expect that Jiang Shun asked him to reach out to get his pulse, and he almost instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand.

Jiang Shun's fingertips pressed a little tight: "Don't move."

Tang Qingshu held his breath subconsciously: "Aren't you a Western medicine doctor?"

"Well, but I have also studied some Chinese medicine, and I know a little bit about the pulse." Jiang Shun pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at him, "My heart is beating a little fast."

"...Because of the heat."

"Then you open the door more, I don't care."

Tang Qingshu stared blankly at the slender fingers pinching his pulse: "The air conditioner is turned off outside, and you will catch a cold when you open the door." He didn't want anyone to come in and watch.

Such a beautiful collarbone does not want to be seen by others.

Jiang Shun smiled: "Then what should I do?"

"Huh?" Tang Qingshu came back to his senses, "What should I do?"

"You are blushing, Boss Tang."

"No, it's fine."

Tang Qingshu lowered his head and found that Jiang Shun was still pressing his wrist. He twitched it lightly, but Jiang Shun let go.

"Then let's make a quick decision." Jiang Shun said.

Tang Qingshu responded: "Will you also feel the pulse of your patients?"

"No, I'm a Western medicine doctor."

won't it?

So is he the only one?

Tang Qingshu glanced at his wrist, restrained his thoughts, and finally turned on the tattoo machine.

The "buzzing" sound quickly filled the room.

Jiang Shun suddenly asked: "Did you suffer from insomnia recently?"

Tang Qingshu lowered his head intently: "Sometimes."

"Insomnia is not good." Jiang Shun said softly, "The pulse is a little weak, find time to go to the hospital for examination."

Tang Qingshu wanted to laugh. All his insomnia during this period was related to Jiang Shun. Now that everyone is in front of him, what else is there to check.

"Tang Qingshu?"

"understood."

Every time Jiang Shun was serious, he would call him by his first and last name.

Jiang Shun's tone was always calm and natural, and Tang Qingshu was addicted to hearing it.

"Do a blood test and then an electrocardiogram." Jiang Shun ordered.

Tang Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "I've been working overtime. Is this an occupational disease for you, Director Jiang?"

"You said yes."

His muscles contracted, and his long eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much, it should be Boss Tang's technique is good."

Tang Qingshu smiled: "Brother Su has better skills than me." To be honest, he has a good picture, and Su Yue's skills are top-notch.

"That's a pity, I don't have a chance to verify it. After all, I only plan to get this tattoo this time."

The two "S" on the collarbone are distinct, which are his and Jiang Shun's handwriting.

Tang Qingshu was stunned for several seconds.

The more you look at it, the more unique it becomes.

The two chatted one after another, and finally finished the tattoo.

Just as Jiang Shun wanted to see it, Tang Qingshu brought the mirror over.

There was a knock on the door, and then the lock was turned, and the door did not open.

Then, Xiao Shan's voice came: "Boss, haven't you left yet?"

"Hmm." Tang Qingshu turned around and opened the door a little, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Shan smiled: "It's okay, I just finished watching Mr. Xu's tattoo and I was about to leave. Seeing that the light is still on, I wanted to come over and ask you if there is anything else you want me to do? Why are you still locking the door?"

Tang Qingshu didn't answer: "I'm done, you can get off work first."

"okay."

Xiao Shan looked inside curiously, and Tang Qingshu closed the door directly.

He turned around and saw Jiang Shun frowning looking at him.

"what happened?"

Jiang Shun asked: "Don't let your assistant tell me the precautions after tattooing?"

Tang Qingshu laughed and said, "Can't I talk?"

"Of course not..." Chatting with Xiao Shan before, Xiao Shan said that what he does most every day is to explain the precautions to customers, and he almost knows it by heart.

Jiang asked him by the way, wouldn't Boss Tang talk about it himself?

Xiaoshan said that our boss has not done this for hundreds of years.

"Squad leader, squad leader?"

"what?"

"I told you, remember?"

Jiang Shun looked at him with a smile on his brows: "I'm a little distracted, please say it again."

"Why are you still distracted?" Tang Qingshu had no choice but to tell him not to touch the water where the tattoo was, pay attention to cleanliness, and be careful of infection and inflammation. "I will apply a layer of erythromycin ointment to you first."

"it is good."

Jiang Shun instinctively leaned over, Tang Qingshu's fingertips were soft, and the ointment was very comfortable to apply.

On one side of the wall, two shadows intertwined and overlapped.

Kind of like a hug.

Jiang Shun smiled lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Qingshu asked.

Jiang Shun straightened his back slightly: "Is this Boss Tang's special after-sales service?"

Tang Qingshu looked up.

Jiang Shun said: "Shouldn't all these jobs be Xiaoshan's?"

Tang Qingshu cleared his throat in embarrassment: "Isn't Xiaoshan off work?"

Jiang Shun laughed again: "Well...fortunately, he's off work."

Jiang Shun was close, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed on Tang Qingshu's neck.

Tang Qingshu's fingertips flinched, he speeded up the application, and then wrapped a layer of plastic wrap around Jiang Shun's collarbone: "Take it off after three hours, clean the wound then, and then apply the ointment."

"it is good."

"Clothes." Tang Qingshu handed the clothes to Jiang Shun, "You put them on first, and I'll wash your hands."

Tang Qingshu stayed in the bathroom for a long time, washed his face with cold water twice, and his face was not so hot.

He leaned on the sink and thought for a while, he probably didn't do anything out of line, and he shouldn't scare Jiang Shun.

They are just trying now, they still have to take their time.

Tang Qingshu, it's been 13 years, this time you have to take it step by step.

"Master, haven't you left yet?" Xu Yanchao came out of the cubicle.

Tang Qingshu flicked the water drops on his hands: "Just about to leave."

Xu Yanchao hurriedly washed his hands and followed him out: "Haven't you eaten yet? Let me treat you, we haven't eaten together for a long time."

"No, I have friends."

Jiang Shun got up from the stool in the rest area when he heard the voice, and walked towards Tang Qingshu: "Why is it so long?"

"Well, let's go." Tang Qingshu motioned him to go out.

Xu Yanchao looked at the people around Tang Qingshu: "Master, this is..."

"My friend, Jiang Shun." Tang Qingshu looked at Jiang Shun again, "He is my apprentice, Xu Yanchao."

Jiang Shun nodded: "I saw it in the photos in the shop, hello." Jiang Shun nodded to Xu Yanchao.

"Hello." Xu Yanchao's expression was a little serious. This is the person, the one Master has liked for more than ten years.

He looks like a dog, so Master can't be deceived by his face, right?

This kind of person who wants to leave as soon as he wants to, and loses contact when he says he loses contact, is not as good as Boss Li. At least Boss Li really likes Master and really wants to chase him.

The two people in front had already left the second store, did not get in the car, and crossed the road into a restaurant opposite.

Xu Yanchao stopped and did not follow.

Now the dinner time has passed, the supper time has not yet arrived, and there are no customers in the restaurant.

Jiang Shun sat down by the window and said, "I just heard that your apprentice said that he wanted to invite you to dinner, why didn't you invite him to join us?"

Tang Qingshu scanned WeChat to order, and while reading, said: "We are still trying, it is not convenient to bring him."

Jiang Shun laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Qingshu raised his eyes.

The corners of Jiang Shun's lips rose: "Boss Tang is right."

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Thursday's update returns to the old time, at 21 o'clock in the evening, Boss Tang and Director Jiang will see you all~~

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