Eight years ago, Italy.

"Doctor Qin, I like you... You are the gentlest woman I have ever seen!"

"Thank you."

"I hope you can be my wife!"

"Sorry, I can't promise you."

"How... how is it possible? Why? Don't you like me? You are so gentle to me, so you care about me..."

"That's just work, I don't like you."

"No, I don't believe it! You lied to me, you lied to me, right?"

"I didn't lie to you." Qin Meng left lightly, leaving behind the blond man in despair.

Colleague Xiao Yu leaned at the door and looked at her and sighed, "Doctor Qin...really unfeeling! That guy just recovered, I am afraid it will be more serious after being stimulated by you?"

Qin Meng faintly pushed his glasses, "If this is the case, it means that my treatment was not successful."

"Well, that's what I said! It's okay if you don't talk about your medical skills! Even if there is a problem, what happens outside of working hours is only a personal problem and has nothing to do with your major. Then, if he doesn't want to do it, continue to spend money. Seeing you for treatment, it doesn't hurt you! Tsk tsk..."

Faced with the psychological analysis of his peers, Qin Meng lingered.

Xiao Yu is also Chinese, and she is a companion. She was famous as early as when she was studying psychology in Florence, because she graduated a year earlier than her and became famous in the industry earlier than her. My favorite thing to do is to analyze her psychology and think it is a very interesting challenge.

"Oh, by the way, Jun Zeye is waiting for you in Ward 301 upstairs, saying that he has something to ask for your help." Xiao Yu reminded.

"understood."

"When did you become so helpful? I said you might be interested in Jun Zeye?" Xiao Yu teased behind him.

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Qin Mengying walked to the door of the ward and found that the door was hidden, so he knocked on the door a few times and pushed in.

"Baby...Unexpectedly, you feel so sorry for me?"

On the hospital bed, the strange Chinese man had a bandage on his head and a plaster cast on his leg, smiling like a monster.

And the person who was being pressed under his body in an extremely ambiguous posture turned out to be - Jun Zeye.

The afternoon sun came in from the window lattice and fell on the two of them. If it weren't for the **** and identity of the oppressed person to make her too surprised, in fact this scene was considered beautiful.

"Excuse me." After a brief consternation, Qin Mengying habitually pushed his glasses, then quietly exited and closed the door.

After a moment of silence, there was a mess of sounds in the ward, mixed with Jun Zeye's furious roar, "Ou Mingxuan--"

"Baby, your shy look is so cute."

"You rascal! Labor and capital are crazy to care about you!"

"My dear, your angry look is the same cute!"

"..."

Jun Zeye rubbed his eyebrows and walked out of the ward that almost drove him crazy. After seeing Qin Mengying waiting outside, he was a little embarrassed, "Mengying...cough, don't get me wrong, that guy is a bit nasty and likes to make fun of him. people."

Qin Mengying didn't respond much, "He was the person you talked about last time?"

"Yes! I'm sorry to trouble you."

"He is handsome and rich, and lacks everything. The current sexual orientation is unknown. I feel that life is not pursued, meaningless, and my inner nature is distorted and perverse. I suspect that there are some abnormal and bad habits." Qin Mengying told Jun Zeye some time ago Simply sum up the situation.