Chapter 350 Hello, Doctor Ji (2)

   "Well, I see."

   Shiyu nodded, still sitting on the iron stool without any movement.

   She needs an infusion now, so even if she needs to treat the wound, she will have to wait for the hanging needle to finish.

   Shiyou's gaze fell uncontrollably on the person's chest badge.

   Ji Yun's badge was inserted diagonally into the pocket of his white coat, leaving only the word "Yun" on the outside.

   Ji Yun frowned, not knowing why she couldn't see her hurt.

   This kind of emotion came out of nowhere, but he did not reject it, and even enjoyed it a little.

   "Come to my clinic and I'll give you medicine."

   The man's tone was familiar, as if the two of them were not meeting for the first time.

   Shiyou declined: "Doctor Ji should be very busy, no need for minor injuries."

  The man replied simply: "Not busy."

   Shiyou couldn't find the words of politeness.

  When you stood up, you realized that his leg was also injured, his head was dizzy, and his body was very uncomfortable, and he limped behind him with a hanging bottle stand.

   She tried her best to make her walk less strange.

   Ji Yun's tall and straight figure walked in front of her, and she followed closely behind him, not far or near, and the two did not talk.

  While waiting for the elevator, Ji Yun turned his head and found that the girl also seemed to be injured on her leg and was struggling to stick behind him.

   Ji Yun frowned, wouldn't she even ask for help?

When   Shiyou got into the elevator, Ji Yun took the initiative to help her get the bottle hanging shelf and pressed the sixth floor.

   There were only the two of them in the elevator, and the air was very quiet.

   Exiting the elevator, Shi You followed behind his **** to the third clinic from the left.

  The nameplate at the door has the words: Surgery, Ji Yun.

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  The man entered his clinic, turned around and locked the door slowly.

  Ji Yun reached out and took off his mask.

  Ji Yun's hands are beautiful, with slender fingers, clear knuckles, very white skin, and faintly visible muscle and bone veins and light blue blood vessels.

   These are the hands of a surgeon.

   Then, Shiyou's gaze moved upwards and stayed on his exposed face without falling an inch.

  The man's facial features are exquisite, the pair of eyes hidden behind the lenses are as black as ink, the lines of the jaw are clear and deep, and the whole body is full of coldness and alienation.

  His lips are beautiful, a little thin, when pressed tightly, they are as still as sculptures, with sharp edges and corners.

   Shiyou secretly marveled at the high-level appearance of the person in front of him.

   "You sit and wait for a while."

   Shiyou was lying on his desk, feeling that his head was not so groggy in an instant. He had seen beauty, and now he was full of energy.

   There is a pot of extremely fresh green plants on Ji Yun's table. I don't know what plants are, but they are growing very well.

   Shiyou touched it at will, but didn't want this green plant to be useless, and it would be pulled a few times when it was touched.

   Shiyou wanted to help him up, but when he went up and down, he just pulled the leaf down.

   Shiyou glanced at Ji Yun with a guilty conscience.

  The man in the white coat turned his back to her, took out the cotton cloth for dressing, disinfectant and other medicines from the inlaid glass cabinet, and put them in the tray.

   Shiyou took back his hand seriously and wiped it twice on his clothes.

Scared me.

   He shouldn't have seen it just now, right?

   Definitely didn't see it! !

   After thinking about it, Shiyou stretched out his hand again and hid the plucked leaves in his pocket, and then destroyed the corpse when he got out.

  Ji Yun stepped forward, opened the curtain of the medical examination bed, and his eyes were cold: "Okay, come over and get the medicine."

  Shiyu took his own hanging bottle stand and walked over obediently.

   "How did it hurt?"

"……do not know."

   She hasn't had time to receive the plot.

  Ji Yun thought that she didn't want to say, because of her professionalism, she didn't inquire too much about her privacy.

   (end of this chapter)