So You’re Such A Doctor Song

When Chang Qing saw it, her pink cherry lips were high and unhappy, "I eat so shabby at the first meal and have no meat".

In the past, the aunt Zhang's chef's craftsmanship were all colorful and the gap was too big, and it was a little grievous to accept it.

Song Chuyi doesn't blame her. She feels that the food is poor. "I've been too busy these days and I haven't had time to buy vegetables. I will go down today. Tomorrow I will buy some good food you like."

Chang Qing suddenly remembered that he had been working one day and one night. When he came back to cook, he complained that it was really bad, but he could coax herself in such a low voice, she was still quite comfortable listening, and she was still being spoiled. Feeling, "Okay, then I'll just go for this meal today."

She looked proudly behind him and got up to serve dinner.

Maybe she was hungry, or maybe he had good cooking skills, and Chang Qing thought that the laver egg soup was pretty good.

"Don't like eating cucumber"? Song Chuyi saw her without a pinch.

"Well," she lowered her head to drink soup.

"Then what do you like to eat?"

Chang Qing thought about it and said politely: "Grilled pork ribs with honey sauce, beef with toothpick, corn braised, boiled fish fillet."

Song Chuyi nodded.

Chang Qing was pleasantly surprised: "Can you do it?"

"Neither" he shook his head.

Chang Qing: "".

Will not nod.

After eating a small bowl of rice, Chang Qing asked nervously, "Is Aunt Shen's operation tomorrow your surgeon?"

auzw.com

"Ok".

"Then you have a bit of confidence," Chang Qing's bright eyes looked at him full of Greek wings.

Song Chuyi ate a meal and said, "50%."

"So little", Chang Qing was frustrated. "Can you do your best, Aunt Shen is really a good person."

Song Chuyi's eyes were right, "Chang Qing, I will do my best for every patient, no matter what her identity or condition is."

After he had spoken, he went to serve rice, and Chang Qing looked at his upright back, and suddenly felt a little handsome.

Returning to the table again, Song Chuyi said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you care about Shen Lu, but you shouldn't go too close to Fu Yu, let alone go out to eat with him".

Chang Qing dissatisfied: Pouting, "Don't you say you don't interfere with each other's life?"

"If it's someone else I don't interfere, but Fu Yu can't," Song Chuyi said, "This time it's fine, let me see you alone with him next time, don't blame me."

Chang Qing was angry, and she hated being threatened the most. "What do you say you want to do?"

"Do you really want to try?" Song Chuyi narrowed her eyes, cold light burst out.

Chang Qing flinched, his lips hummed, and he hummed with his nose before continuing to eat.

Song Chuyi was very satisfied, and he liked this paper tiger woman.

After dinner, he first went back to the room to take a shower and sleep.

Chang Qing has been sulking for a long time, and didn't sleep well at night.

The next day she got up, Song Chuyi had already gone to work. A middle-aged woman was pouring milk in the restaurant. Robben had her legs on the table, her face sulky, her eyes rubbing, "You are".