So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Song Chuyi let go of her shoulders, and turned her face to the other side. It took a long time for her thin lips to overflow with an "um" character.

Without a word, Song Chuyi unfastened his seat belt when he arrived at the hospital entrance.

Chang Qing asked, "Do you start volunteering today?"

"Should be it," Song Chuyi got out of the car and explained "slow down" before leaving.

After eating lunch, Chang Qing sat in a chair and asked the makeup artist to make her hair.

With half an hour left, the show will start recording again.

While she was free, she opened WeChat 瞅瞅 and received a short message from Longxin: Look at it fast, your husband is a volunteer in the hospital, and the handsome first person who has done such a handsome job.

Changxin gloated and sent a small video screen. In the crowded outpatient hall, Song Chuyi was wearing a red vest and a little red hat standing next to the multimedia device. He was surrounded by a group of young and old people, but Song Chuyi was not angry, handsome With patience on their faces, they told them how to take medicine and register.

Chang Qing remembered that when he first met Song Chuyi in the hospital, he was dressed in a white coat and elegant in manners, giving him an unattainable and handsome taste, but now he respects the surgeon doctor Reduced to the bottom of the volunteers, there is no impatience. If it is himself, he will definitely make noises and noisy complaints with Yan Lei, let alone that Song Chuyi's identity is actually much higher than himself.

Chang Qing took the video and looked at it repeatedly. The more she looked at it, the more she became more and more handsome as a volunteer, and she was also very well-maintained and treated the patients very kindly.

She quit WeChat and hesitated to call Song Chuyi for a while. "I can finish the show at six o'clock today. Would you like me to pick you up? Don't get me wrong, I just watched you helped me yesterday." .

"Okay," Song Chuyi seemed very noisy. He was also busy, but didn't say much.

After hanging up, Chang Qing twitched a smile.

Makeup artist Deng Lun laughed: "In love"?

"No," Chang Qing immediately denied.

"Looking at your smile just now, I thought you liked someone," Deng Lun smiled.

Chang Qing was stunned, and the one she liked, Song Chuyi, didn't.

She just feels guilty, and Song Chuyi likes Guan Ying, which she won't forget.

Chang Qing looked at herself in the mirror, the smile on the corner of his mouth inexplicably settled down. In short, Song Chuyi is not bad, and it can be done as a friend.

After 5 o'clock recording the program, Chang Qing turned on her mobile phone, and Changxin had 2 missed calls.

When she changed her clothes, she dialed in, and Changxin said, "Your husband was beaten just now."

Chang Qing was startled. "Ah"?

"In the afternoon, Song Chuyi went to control the cigarette as a volunteer. Whoever wants to meet a family member of a dead relative, your husband told him not to smoke in the hospital, but the other side raised his fist without saying a word, so that he would be full of anger. On your husband. "

"How is this?" Chang Qing exclaimed, "Can a person be beaten casually if he is dead, is Song Chuyi hit hard?"

"It's not heavy, it's just two punches," Chang Xinyi said, "But Song Chuyi is really good at measuring. She just hides and does not fight back, but there is no way. Doctors cannot conflict with their families. It ’s going to be a big hit on the Internet, it ’s going to have an impact on his future, oh, I think you ’re going to comfort and comfort your husband at night. ”

Chang Qingzhuang also drove to the hospital.

After waiting five minutes at the door, Song Chuyi appeared in the field of vision. He was still wearing morning clothes, black trousers and a black crew neck sweater.

He has white skin and black eyes, but he is very seductive, but he has a wound on his cheek, and a band-aid on the corner of his eyebrow. At first glance, it looks a bit like the confusing boy in a Hong Kong TV series. She was scared in her heart, and she spoke carefully, "My sister told me that what you did was wrong by the patient's family."

Song Chuyi gave her an expressionless look.

Chang Qing chuckled in his heart, "Are you in pain? I know you're in a bad mood. If you didn't help me yesterday, you wouldn't be doing volunteer work, and you wouldn't encounter such a thing."

"I helped you because I asked you to send me back yesterday to encounter this kind of thing," Song Chuyi sighed, "If you feel unhappy, please invite me to dinner tonight, just as Aunt Wang has something tonight, at home Nobody makes dinner. "

"Oh, this is okay." Chang Qing started the car and was distressed again. "What do you like to eat?"

"casual".

"I'm most afraid to casually say anything," Chang Qingfen's lips murmured.

Song Chuyi, don't open your face, hold your hand up and complain, "You say that you are a woman, not a child, can you stop talking all day long?"

Chang Qing's lips collapsed. Forget it, he was in a bad mood and couldn't quarrel with him. "Then I'll eat what I want. Don't blame me if you're not used to eating."

Song Chuyi did not refute, and finally Chang Qing chose a Korean palace-style barbecue restaurant.

When entering, Song Chuyi paused at the door with a strange look, "Are you sure you want to eat this?"

"Don't you want to eat?" Chang Qing stared hard at Snowflake Beef on the poster.

"Let's eat," Song Chuyi lifted her leg and went in.

The waiter came up to receive: "Whether the two are in the box or outside."

"Box," Chang Qing said.

The waiter took them up to the second floor. The boxes inside were similar to the Korean type. There were no chairs, they needed to take off their shoes and sit cross-legged.

The waiter showed them the menu, and Chang Qing politely asked Song Chuyi, "What do you want to eat?"

"You order first", Song Chuyi is still looking at the menu carefully.

Changqing was rude, "Give me a piece of pork belly, snowflake fillet, steak, prawn, fried rice cake, bacon enoki mushroom roll, fruit platter."

auzw.com At the end, ask Song Chuyi, "Do you want something to eat?"

"" Song Chuyi closed the recipe, looked up to the service and said, "Almost, come to a pot of Longjing."

"OK", the waiter nodded with a smile, and suddenly hesitated to look at Changqing, "Are you the host Yan Changqing who challenged to the end?"

"Yeah," Chang Qing heard that the service of this store is very high-end, and he has come to many stars, not to mention that privacy will be leaked out, so he nodded generously.

"I've always enjoyed watching your show, and I'm also a big fan of you. Can you sign for me?" The waiter took out a pen and paper and passed it excitedly.

Chang Qing frowned and signed his name.

After the waiter left, she smacked at Song Chuyi proudly, "See, I'm still very okay."

She won't forget that someone laughed at him before.

Song Chuyi's eyes were raised, "It's awful if the host hasn't known you for so many years."

"I won't fight with you," Chang Qing lowered her head and started playing with her phone.

It didn't take long before she suddenly reached out and took her cell phone. She looked up and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Don't always hold your mobile phone when eating with people, it's rude," Song Chuyi threw the mobile phone aside.

"But why don't you play with your cell phone?" Chang Qing's **** eyes looked at him puzzledly and pouted. "We have nothing to say."

Song Chuyi frowned, and Meifeng looked like a mountain, towering high.

Chang Qing shrinks his neck.

"Did you feel so bored when you were with me?" Song Chuyi asked darkly.

"No, no," Chang Qing quickly shook her head and said carefully, "I just don't know what to say, I'm afraid you're angry."

Her little head is low, like a child doing wrong things.

Song Chuyi pressed her lips tightly and remained silent.

Until the waiter brought up several large meat dishes.

Song Chuyi looked at the huge meat dishes and had a headache.

The waiter put the meat on the baking tray, and the savory aroma came out. Chang Qing immediately revived and took the lettuce wrapped and eaten.

Song Chuyi understood that she complained for the first time that she had no meat at the apartment, and it wasn't bad food at all. She was a meat king.

When I went out to eat with Guan Ying, she always touched a little high heat and didn't touch, so every time I went out to eat, it was an annoyance.

This is good.

"You're not afraid of being fat like this"? Song Chuyi couldn't help asking.

"I'm not that easy to get fat," Chang Qing drank, and said, "Wait a while to sit back and sit up for a hundred sit-ups. You don't know, I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time. I must pack lettuce for this Especially delicious. "

After she finished, she enthusiastically clipped a piece of pork belly with a pack of lettuce, and added some onions to pass it to him.

Song Chuyi was about to pick it up and suddenly saw her tongue licking at the edge of her mouth full of oil.

He tightened his belly and took the lettuce silently.

For a dinner, Chang Qing ate the most, and she almost swept the pieces of meat on the big plates.

Song Chuyi stopped her chopsticks early and drank tea in silence.

It's almost eight o'clock when she finishes eating.

"Let's go," Song Chuyi stood up.

"I'm full and my legs are numb," Chang Qing's **** eyes looked at him lazily.

He had to reach out and pull her.

When paying the bill, Chang Qing took the card to swipe, and the waiter apologized, "Sorry, there is something wrong with our machine today, we can't swipe."

Chang Qing was embarrassed, flipped through his wallet awkwardly, and looked at Song Chuyi pitifully.

Song Chuyi was tall and saw the poor one hundred pieces in her.

He was speechless, took out his wallet, took out six banknotes and handed them.

Out of the barbecue hall, Chang Qing was very grateful, "I'm really sorry, I was kind to you, so let's go back and I will get the money back to you".

"No need," Song Chuyi said.

"No, it's not good enough," Chang Qing said again with pink lips.

"I would like to invite you for this meal, and you will invite me again next time," Song Chuyi thought for a while, and said sideways.

"Uh-huh," Chang Qing thought the idea was the best.

After eating enough, the two returned home directly.

As soon as he entered the house, Chang Qing was paralyzed on the sofa. Song Chuyi returned to the room to take a shower. When she came out, she saw a yoga mat laying on the ground.