The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Returning to the task space, the first thing He Qing did was to look at his own points. They all saw a long list of zeros and sighed with satisfaction, "System, start the next task."

System reminder: [The host has not blurred the world memory]

He Qing was startled, thinking of the man who had been looking for him for half his life, shaking his head: "Forget it."

【Please read the next world memory——】

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He Qing opened his eyes on the bed in the duty room. The pain caused by the implantation of a large amount of memory made him unable to even tremble his eyelashes. After lying on the bed stiffly like a corpse for half an hour, his fingers shook, then In the eyes, the young man slowly and stiffly sat up from the bed, his eyes restored.

He rubbed his stiff neck and looked down at his hands. His white, slender, round and pink nails were just right for each point. This was a pair of hands that could keep all eyes on it.

It is this pair of beautiful and extreme hands that has led to this tragic life of the body.

He Qing's legs were still a little soft. When he was planning to sit for a while, there was a rapid knock on the door: "Dr. He, Dr. He, a patient is coming!"

The door opened, and the young doctor with scattered hair, wearing a white coat, asked the nurse, "What is the situation now?"

"The car crashed at the door of our hospital. The patient was unconscious and was sent over urgently!" He Qing walked ahead and the nurse followed, hesitantly said: "Doctor He, this patient seems to know the dean, I heard that the person who sent him called the dean, and the dean also said he would arrive soon."

The implication is to let He Qing be polite.

Although the nurse also felt that she was over-considered, who didn’t know that Dr. He Qinghe was the most kind-hearted person in the hospital, even the self-proclaimed good-natured head nurse couldn’t resist having quarreled with the patient several times. The doctors have been in the hospital for five years and have never blushed with people.

The person looks good and the salary is high, that is... He quietly glanced at He Qing who was anxiously rushing to the ward. The nurse secretly thought that his character was too soft and would not refuse people. Everyone didn't want to do it. Originally, Dr. Liu should be on duty tonight. As a result, he just pulled Dr. He to say a few words, and Dr. He actually agreed to do so for him.

Because of Dr. He’s disposition to refuse everything, even if others are good-looking and gentle, there are few girls in the hospital who dare to chase, making him all twenty-five, and having never been in love once.

He Qing naturally didn't know how the nurse was thinking about him in his heart. He walked all the way to the ward. The door was closed. The young man paused and bent his fingers to knock on the door.

"Who!" the impatient male voice, speaking as if he was not at the hospital but at his own home.

He Qing was not angry, and his voice was soft. "I am a doctor on duty, come and see the patient."

The door opened, and an impatient man appeared in He Qing's sight. He was very handsome, with shiny ear studs on his ears, and impatient interruption between his eyebrows, but when his eyes fell to the young doctor in front of him There was an intriguing pause on his face, and he coughed: "Doctor, come in."

He Qing saw the person lying on the bed as soon as he entered the room. His facial features were tough and his face was deep. Even when he lay quietly on the bed, he still gave people a feeling of oppression.

Seeing this uncommon patient, the young doctor was stunned for a while, but he quickly responded. He came up and rolled up the man’s sleeve. Feng Xinyang, who was standing behind him, frowned sharply and stepped forward to grab He Qing. Wrist: "What are you doing!"

Treated so violently by him, He Qing was at first confused, and then slowly reacted, his tone was warm, "I want to measure his blood pressure..."

"Oh..." Feng Xinyang also found out that he was overreacting, he squeezed out a smile, "Then you continue..."

He let go of He Qing's hand, and the young doctor withdrew his hand with a daze. The white wrist was already red. The slight tingling made him unable to use his other hand to knead, pointing Slender and slender, intertwined together, and fall in the eyes of others, it is a feast for vision.

Feng Xinyang's eyes were fixed on those beautiful hands that could not be described by words, with some interest and greed in his eyes.

If these hands, hold him somewhere, swing up and down...

【Ding! Feng Xinyang favors: 20, please make persistent efforts! 】

The young doctor didn't realize that the person who had just turned his eyebrows right had changed his attitude. He carefully rolled up the man's sleeve on the bed, his strong arm was exposed, and He Qing extended his fingertips to test the blood vessel, almost touching the temperature. The next moment of hot skin, the man's eyes suddenly opened.

He Qing’s attention was all on the blood vessels. He didn’t see the man’s eyes down. He was looking down at him. His slightly cold fingertips were carefully placed on the blood vessels. He pressed gently and felt that the blood vessels were beating strongly. The young doctor was satisfied with the sphygmomanometer.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met his slightly gray eyes. His eyes were full of indifference. He looked like he was looking at an ant. He Qing shook his hand and almost did not drop the sphygmomanometer.

"Ning Feng! You woke up!" Feng Xinyang saw his friend woke up, and Le Diandang ran over, "Brother thought you could not do it! Baba sent to the hospital!"

Ning Feng got up and sat up, "Asleep only."

After hearing what he said, He Qing ignored his previous gaffe, "This gentleman, in order to ensure that in case, I will continue to examine you."

He finished waiting for the man's answer, but Ning Feng looked at him coldly, without a word, Feng Xinyang saw it, and naturally took the young doctor slightly thinner than the man, "Doctor, we Go out and say."

His tone seemed to have other hidden meanings. As a dedicated good doctor, He Qingshun followed him out of the ward and stood outside the door. He could not hear it with Ning Feng inside. Feng Xinyang said nonsense: "My friend Ah, I hate people touching him, so you must pay attention to the doctor, don’t touch him, or he will start a fire, and your hospital is probably not far from collapse."

The person in front of me was really scared by himself. He hit a stick and gave a sweet date, and then said: "So if you have any inspections to do in the future, you will teach me and I will help you."

He Qing didn't quite understand what he meant, but when you saw Feng Xinyang, you should thank me for your appearance, or thank you, "Then trouble you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Feng Xinyang waited for this sentence. He glanced at He Qing's breastplate: "Dr. He, right, my name is Feng Xinyang, you just call me Xinyang!"

The youth in front of him was entangled and hesitated for a long time before speaking softly: "Mr. Feng, you should look bigger than me."

The smile on Feng Xinyang's face froze. He looked down at his outfit. "That, is it..." Although he was about to run three times, a certain young master who had always been dashing in the flowers and bushes always felt that he was still alive. Here.

Ning Feng sat on the bed and turned on the information on his phone. He saw Feng Xinyang who had sent away He Qing, and the fox stole the chicken with a smile on his face and pushed in the door. He bowed his head uninterestedly. He did not intend to ask.

"Ning Shao, we stayed in this hospital during this time!"

"Yep."

"You also know that my brother and I have this hobby. Rest assured, I promised to take the doctor within three days, three days, and three days, okay!" Feng Xinyang cracked and said after a bunch of cracks, "Eh? You said that ! Did you agree?"

In the ear is Feng Xinyang's chattering voice, and Ning Feng is impatiently putting down the book: "If you are talking about your boring emotional game, shut up."

Feng Xinyang shut up and Ning Feng put down his mobile phone, "I am in the hospital these days, you can go."

"Ah? Isn't this a bed? Why let me go?"

After coming into contact with Ning Feng's eyes, Feng Xinyang left with an interest.

When he left, Ning Feng lay down, and the long-lost sleepiness struck, he slowly closed his eyes, no matter why it made him sleepy here, he hadn’t slept well for five years, he couldn’t give up. This opportunity.

Under the moonlight, the man gradually fell into a deep sleep.