After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

Qiao Xingran still followed Jiang Yandong to the hospital where he had his last physical examination, and went directly to Zhao Yuexin's office without having to hang up.

When they went in, a patient came out just in time. Qiao Xingran glanced at it subconsciously. The man's bony neck was covered with scratches from fingernails. It was frightening to see. He touched his neck in a strange way, and touched The scar that was scratched by Lin Jiayu last time made my heart tremble violently.

He will definitely not do such a thing that hurts himself, Qiao Xingran silently warned himself in his heart, and Jiang Yandong immediately regained his senses when he put his arms around him.

"Come on, sit down." Zhao Yuexin poured water for them, and noticed Qiao Xingran's eyes just now.

"The patient just now was moderately depressed and had a tendency to self-harm. He just failed to kill himself a few days ago."

Hearing Zhao Yuexin speak so calmly, Qiao Xingran's heart trembled several times, subconsciously looked at Jiang Yandong's profile, met his gentle eyes, and then slowly let go of his heart.

"Brother Dong, have you seen the physical examination form last time?" Zhao Yuexin tilted his legs in a particularly unimpressive manner.

"Look." Jiang Yandong nodded, and tightened his grip on Qiao Xingran's hand.

Qiao Xingran suddenly raised his heart. Feng Zheng took him to see a psychiatrist three years ago. At that time, he was diagnosed as mild depression with mobility impairment. In fact, his mental state has not improved at all for so long. , until I met Jiang Yandong.

"Xingran is actually not a big problem, just solve the knot." Zhao Yuexin smiled at Qiao Xingran.

"Then what are the specific requirements?" Qiao Xingran clenched his fists tightly, looked at Zhao Yuexin, and asked.

"Because there is something in the heart, then how to solve it."

Qiao Xingran looked at Zhao Yuexin and smiled mysteriously, he was a little puzzled, he knew why he was in a bad state of mind, but what should he do?

"Brother Dong, I'll chat with Xingran, you go out and wait first." Zhao Yuexin turned to look at Jiang Yandong, and said softly.

"Okay." Jiang Yandong frowned, glanced at Zhao Yuexin, then turned to look at Qiao Xingran, "Then I'll go out and wait for you, and call me when you're better."

Seeing Jiang Yandong stand up, Qiao Xingran felt as if something was missing in his heart, he subconsciously clenched the corner of Jiang Yandong's clothes, and looked at the other's face nervously.

"It's okay, Miss Yue is fine." Jiang Yandong bent down, reached out and rubbed Qiao Xingran's head, then lowered his head and kissed him.

"That's fine." Qiao Xingran glanced at Zhao Yuexin, and gradually relaxed.

Jiang Yandong went out, only Qiao Xingran and Zhao Yuexin were left in the office, he looked at his knees, and the scene that scared him when he saw a psychiatrist before appeared in his mind.

He knew that Zhao Yuexin was different from other psychiatrists, but some bad memories would unconsciously pop up in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard he tried.

"Xingran, don't be nervous, just treat us as a normal conversation between friends." Zhao Yuexin took a sip of water, with a soft smile on his face.

Qiao Xingran closed his eyes, trying to dispel the bad picture in front of him, feeling better, and nodded slightly.

"Does Xingran like painting?"

"En." Qiao Xingran nodded.

Zhao Yuexin smiled, stood up and groped for a while on the bookshelf, and pulled out a pink book.

"I heard from Brother Dong that you like design, and it just so happens that I have an out-of-print book here."

Qiao Xingran nodded, seeing Zhao Yuexin walking this way, she took the initiative to move to the side.

"I gave it to you. Putting it here will also bury the glory of this book." Zhao Yuexin smiled and handed the book to Qiao Xingran.

"Give it to me?" Qiao Xingran took it in a little surprise, and flipped through the title page. There was a signature on it.

He identified it carefully and exclaimed in his heart that this book was actually signed by Alan, a famous jewelry designer in the last century.

"No, this is too expensive, I can't take it." Qiao Xingran quickly pushed the book back.

"Oh, what are you afraid of? Just treat it as a meeting gift from me." Zhao Yuexin sighed, pulled away Qiao Xingran's hand, and put the book in his hand solemnly.

Qiao Xingran opened his mouth, and just about to refuse, the other party interrupted him.

"Don't refuse!" Zhao Yuexin said seriously, and took a step back.

Qiao Xingran, who hadn't started talking yet, had no choice but to put away the book silently, and politely said thank you.

Qiao Xingran was dragged by Zhao Yuexin to ask many questions, the two kept chatting, and when they came back to their senses, they found that it was evening before they knew it.

It was almost dark when Qiao Xingran came out, and a slender figure stood beside the car with a glint of fire in his hand.

"I'm out." Qiao Xingran walked over, smelling the choking smoke, subconsciously frowned.

"Come out?" Jiang Yandong's voice was a little hoarse, seeing Qiao Xingran approaching, he quickly extinguished the cigarette in his hand with the cigarette butt trash can walking beside him, and chewed a piece of candy into his mouth.

"are you hungry?"

Qiao Xingran stood where he was, and let Jiang Yandong straighten the collar of his jacket. Following his movements, a smell of smoke wafted from the tip of his nose, revealing a hint of temptation.

"En." He nodded, buried his head in Jiang Yandong's arms, took a breath, smelled the familiar cedar fragrance on his body, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"What is this?" Jiang Yandong sharply saw what Qiao Xingran was holding in his arms.

"This is from Doctor Zhao." Qiao Xingran raised the corner of his mouth, and handed the book to Jiang Yandong without hesitation.

His slender fingertips slid across the hard cover of the book and tapped lightly. Jiang Yandong opened the book and saw the English signature on the title page.

"Ellen."

"Do you know him too?" Qiao Xingran looked up at him in surprise.

"Well, this is one of my mother's favorite designers before." Jiang Yandong nodded, and raised his hand to rub Qiao Xingran's head.

"This gift is not light, and I have to thank her in return."

After hearing Jiang Yandong's words, Qiao Xingran nodded in approval.

Back home, Aunt Lin had already prepared the meal and was waiting. She found out about Qiao Xingran's relationship with Jiang Yandong a few days ago, and she didn't show any surprise. She was still very kind to Qiao Xingran.

After dinner, Qiao Xingran went back to his room, took out the toolbox, and began to make finished products according to the drawings.

Sitting in the living room, Jiang Yandong received a call from Zhao Yuexin.

"Hey, Brother Dong, is Xingran by your side?"

"Not here." Jiang Yandong turned his head to look in the direction of the stairs, and said in a deep voice.

"That's good. Let me tell you about Xingran's situation. After chatting with him this afternoon, I probably know where his knot is."

"Speak." Jiang Yandong raised his hand to turn down the volume of the TV, signaling Zhao Yuexin to continue talking.

"The main reason for his depression is that he always felt that his parents' accidents were caused by him, and because he was still in school, the company went bankrupt and couldn't help him at all. He felt guilty, so he also appeared psychologically. problem."

"Furthermore, there is a lack of security, and there will be insomnia at night."

Jiang Yandong looked in the direction of the stairs, the breath around him gradually cooled down following Zhao Yuexin's words.

After listening to Zhao Yuexin's words, he slowly said, "What can I do for him now?"

The opposite party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted.

"Pay more attention to him, accompany him, and give him a sense of security. It is best to make him realize that his parents' accident has nothing to do with him."

Jiang Yandong wrote down silently, "Don't you need medicine?"

"Well, medicines have side effects. Today Xingran said that his insomnia will get better if he sleeps with you. This proves that you can give him enough sense of security. I still suggest that you don't sleep in separate beds in the future. It will be good for him. Psychotherapy would be better too."

"okay, I get it."

Qiao Xingran focused on selecting materials in the room. The cost of materials for the open group was regulated, and the value of the materials used could not exceed the specified price.

Therefore, in the process of material selection, he must write down all the materials that need to be used. Pearls and silver nuggets cannot be selected too well.

He scraped together some of the materials he had left before, reckoning that these were more than enough to make earrings and rings, but he had to buy new materials for necklaces and bracelet headgear.

He wrote down the approximate materials and dosage needed, and planned to go to the silver raw material store tomorrow to buy some again.

When Jiang Yandong knocked on the door, he had just started to confirm the size of the ring, when he heard the knock on the door, he quickly raised his head to let him in.

"It's not over yet?" Jiang Yandong held a cup of hot milk in his hand, opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, be careful!" Qiao Xingran was still styling the ring, looking nervously at Jiang Yandong's feet for a moment, for fear that he would step on and damage his scattered tools.

"Okay, I'll watch it all." Jiang Yandong was a little bit dumbfounded, and carefully found a gap with the milk and stepped in.

"Drink some hot milk first, and then go take a bath when you're done." Jiang Yandong squatted down, stretched out his free hand and rubbed Qiao Xingran's hair with a little hair curled up.

"You put it there, I'll drink it later." Qiao Xingran held up his dark palm to Jiang Yandong's eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It'll get cold later, I'll feed you." Jiang Yandong couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pinch Qiao Xingran's black paw.

"It's dirty, don't touch it." Qiao Xingran straightened his face, retracted his hand, and honestly stretched out his head to reach for the milk glass in Jiang Yandong's hand.

After drinking a glass of sweet milk with Jiang Yandong's hand, Qiao Xingran felt that he was in a much better mood, and stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know how seductive this scene was in Jiang Yandong's eyes, so he smiled blankly at him.

"Is it sweet?"

"sweet!"

Jiang Yandong looked at Qiao Xingran's milk-stained lips, his Adam's apple subconsciously slid up and down twice, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and wiped off the milk stain with his thumb.

Before Qiao Xingran could react, Jiang Yandong caught him and gave him a milk-flavored kiss.

The curtains moved slightly, under the bright light, tools were scattered all over the floor, a pair of overlapping figures lay on the ground, the wind outside the window faded away, leaving behind the beauty of the room.

【Speak】

I thought about ghs, but reason stopped me from thinking about it