"Lie down."

Hearing these two words, Wen Qing became even more nervous.

Xia Yansi was wearing a white coat today, with indifferent brows and eyes, as if an invisible air-conditioning lingered around him, and the temperature in the clinic dropped several degrees.

Wen Qing nodded uneasily, walked to the bed, sat up, and lay down slowly.

He turned his head and looked carefully at Xia Yansi's profile.

Xia Yansi lowered his eyes and took out a pair of disposable gloves from the table.

The rubber band of the glove bounced on his hand, making a snapping sound, which was unusually crisp and loud in the clinic.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she swallowed nervously.

Xia Yansi walked to the bed, lowered his head, and glanced at the gentle expression: "It's just a B ultrasound."

Wen Qing opened his mouth and reluctantly responded.

He was so nervous that his voice was shaking.

Xia Yansi picked up the couplant, squeezed it into his palm, and asked casually, "Is the hospital scary? Or am I?"

Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, thinking to herself, both are quite scary.

Hospitals do not want to get sick and are afraid of getting sick.

As for Xia Yansi, in addition to his cold temperament, he also has the status of an elder. When Wen Qing saw him at first glance, he was actually a little scared, like an instinct, like a herbivore encountering an animal at the high end of the food chain .

Xia Yansi seemed to see what he was thinking, and asked lightly, "Why are you afraid of me?"

Wen Qing stammered and said, "No, I'm not afraid."

Xia Yansi glanced at him.

Wen said weakly, "I, I respect you."

There was a quick smile in Xia Yansi's eyes. He lowered his eyes, looked at the black sweater that Wen Qing was wearing today, and said calmly, "The clothes are dirty again."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, looked down at his stomach, there was a gray mark on his waist, probably accidentally rubbed against the wall.

Wen Qing didn't know what to say, so she whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Xia Yansi glanced at him and said lightly, "It's cute."

Like a poor stray cat.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then wiped the ashes on his waist with his hands.

Not only did it not wipe off, but the gray-white part expanded instead.

Wen gently withdrew his hand, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Xia Yansi pursed his lips and reached out to grab the corner of his shirt.

With her fragile stomach exposed to the air, Wen Qing's fingers trembled subconsciously, wanting to pull back her clothes, and then she pinched her palm.

His small movements did not escape Xia Yansi's eyes.

Xia Yansi meticulously rolled up the corner of his clothes, and when he retracted his hand, his tail finger touched Wen Qing's soft flesh inadvertently. Seeing Wen Qing's body trembling, he said lightly, "Relax."

Wen Qing replied vaguely.

The next second, his stomach felt cold.

The cold couplant is applied to the stomach.

I don't know if it was Wen Qing's illusion, he felt that time passed very slowly.

Why hasn't it been painted for so long?

He could clearly feel Xia Yansi's fingers pressing on his stomach, spinning gently and slowly.

Wen Qing blinked and stammered, "Xia, Uncle Xia, are you okay?"

Xia Yansi said calmly, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Wen Qing was a little dazed, Xia Yansi had obsessive-compulsive disorder and he was not surprised.

He is confused because he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so should he apply it evenly?

Xia Yansi lowered his eyes, rubbed the couplant with his fingers, and slowly spread it.

The white tender and delicate skin is covered with a layer of transparent colloid, which glows with a faint luster under the light of the clinic.

Xia Yansi's eyes moved slightly, he picked up the B-ultrasound probe and put it on Wen Qing's stomach.

Wen Qing was caught off guard and accidentally mumbled.

The end note is trembling, sticky, and it sounds a little seductive.

Xia Yansi's expression remained unchanged, and he said to Wen Qing lightly, "This is just a B-ultrasound."

Wen Qing's face instantly flushed to the back of her ears, and she stammered, "Yes, it's a little itchy."

His stomach and waist were itchy.

Xia Yansi responded and continued to check, looking down at Wen Qing, Wen Qing did not make another sound, but her body trembled slightly.

He asked casually, "Is it still itchy?"

Wen Qing said vaguely, "Itchy..."

Xia Yansi's brows and eyes stretched slightly, he could perceive the other party's emotions from the gentle body reaction, nervous, shy...

Wen Qing closed her eyes and madly recited the core values ​​of socialism in her heart.

He doesn't want to do anything, he doesn't want to do anything...

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Xia Yansi slowly checked Wen Qing's body with an ultrasound probe. As time passed by, Wen Qing's skin turned pink.

Xia Yansi glanced at it for two seconds, but unfortunately withdrew his gaze.

"All right."

He took out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing sat up quickly, wiped her stomach casually, and was about to put down her clothes when Xia Yansi grabbed her wrist.

Xia Yansi: "I didn't wipe it clean."

After he finished speaking, he took out two more pieces of paper, squatted down, and wiped Wen Qing's stomach gently, without letting go of any couplant.

His gloves have been taken off, and Wen Qing can clearly feel Xia Yansi's fingers, palms,

Not cold, slightly warm, but human temperature.

There was also a faint smell of disinfectant on his body, lingering in the air.

Wen Qing was stunned, inexplicably feeling that the smell was a little familiar.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia Yansi's cold and alienated eyebrows.

At the same time, Xia Yansi raised his eyes and met Wen Qing's eyes.

He got up and threw the tissue into the trash at random: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing shook her head again and again and said nervously, "No, nothing."

He immediately tore off his clothes and said with a blushing face, "I, I'll go to the next project first."

"Goodbye, Uncle Xia."

After speaking, Wen Qing hurriedly left the clinic.

Xia Yansi quietly watched his leaving back, rubbed his fingertips, and reminisced about the soft touch.

Dr. Chen appeared at the door with a pale face and looked at Xia Yansi quietly: "Did you add any ingredients to the coffee you gave me in the morning?"

Xia Yansi thought for a moment: "Caramel, peanuts."

Dr. Chen walked into the consultation room, sat down on the chair, stared blankly at Xia Yansi: "I eat peanuts and have diarrhea."

"Really," Xia Yansi pursed his lips and said to him, "I'm sorry."

Dr. Chen sighed: "I told you before, forget it, you must have forgotten it."

"How about that little boy named Wen Qing's examination?"

"pretty good."

"I am very satisfied."

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During the next morning's physical examination, Wen Qing did not encounter Xia Yansi again, but several doctors in charge of the examination learned that he was a friend of Xia Yansi and treated him very gently.

There are many physical examination items, and it was not until 12 noon that Wen Qing checked all the items.

After being hungry all morning, he was so dizzy with hunger that he went straight to the hospital cafeteria and ordered a random bowl of noodles.

After eating half a bowl of noodles, Wen Qing felt that she was alive again.

The phone vibrated, and Xing Ze's WeChat message popped up.

Xing Zhe: [Is the medical examination over? 】

Wen Qing: [It's over. 】

Xing Ze: [I just received news from Uncle Xia, saying that he has been having surgery since 12:00, and after the surgery, I will ask you for the results of the medical examination. 】

Seeing this news, Wen Qing was stunned for a while, a little puzzled, why didn't Xia Yansi tell him directly? Instead, let the penalty be passed on?

The next second, he saw the new news of Xing Zai, and he had the same question as him.

Xing Ze: [Why didn’t Uncle Xia tell you directly? Did you not add WeChat? 】

【add. 】

After typing, Wen Qing lowered his eyes and thought to himself, is it because of the things he said he was afraid of doing B-ultrasound?

So Xia Yansi didn't take the initiative to contact him?

Xing Ze: [Are you going to go home directly later? 】

Wen Qing: [Yeah. 】

Xing Ze: [I came to pick you up for dinner after get off work, and I have something else to say. 】

Wen Qing: [Okay. 】

He lowered his head to drink the soup, and suddenly felt a sight, hot and sticky.

Someone is watching him.

Wen Qing frowned and turned to look back.

That line of sight disappeared.

Everyone in the cafeteria was eating by themselves, and no one showed anything unusual.

Wen Qing continued to eat noodles, and the gaze fell on him again.

He doubted whether it was his own delusion, and looked back again.

Whenever he turned back, that line of sight disappeared, and when he was seated, he continued to stare at him.

After struggling for a while, Wen Qing asked in her heart: [System...]

【Is someone looking at me? 】

He whispered: [Can I ask this question? 】

After a long time, 001 hummed.

Wen Qing's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and her back was cold.

Why did that man keep staring at him?

He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera casually, and recorded video while checking whether the picture in the camera was abnormal.

Maybe it was because the other party was hiding too well, and Wen Qing didn't see anyone staring at him.

He lost his appetite at all and quickly left the cafeteria.

The sight in the dark was still firmly attached to him, like a gangrene attached to the bone, and he followed wherever he went.

Wen Qing's face paled, and her heart beat faster.

This was the first time he had come to this hospital, and he was so panicked that he read the wrong sign and walked to an empty hall unknowingly.

Because it was the noon break, there were no medical staff on duty at the front desk.

Wen Qing's heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to jump out of her chest, she quickened her pace, and walked towards the elevator in front of her.

The sound of his footsteps echoed in the hall, especially evident.

Suddenly, Wen Qing heard footsteps on the right side.

"Da da-"

His eyelids twitched, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark shadow.

Wen Qing's face was pale, and she hurried forward.

A hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his arm.

Wen Qing was about to scream when a familiar face appeared in front of her.

Yang Fan looked at him in surprise: "What happened to you? Did something happen?"

"Why are you afraid of being like this?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth to say that someone was following him.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly noticed that the line of sight disappeared.

When Yang Fan appeared.

Is it a bit too coincidental?

Wen tightly pursed his lips and whispered, "It's nothing."

"I-I want to go to the toilet..."

Yang Fan smiled and pressed the elevator button: "The toilet is upstairs."

As if afraid of Wen Qing's misunderstanding, he explained again: "I just checked upstairs and saw it when I passed by."

"I'm here for a checkup today, are you too?"

Wen Qing quietly pulled the distance between the two and nodded perfunctorily.

Yang Fan added: "We are quite related."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, he didn't want to have any fate.

"Ding dong—" The elevator arrived.

Yang Fan stood by the door and motioned for Wen Qing to go in first.

The elevator was empty and no one was there.

Wen Qing didn't want to be alone with Yang Fan.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and pretended to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"what?"

"Are you in the cafeteria?"

"I-I'm coming over now."

After speaking, he twitched the corner of his mouth towards Yang Fan, and walked back and forth without looking back.

This time, Wen Qing felt the sight behind him.

He was sure that this line of sight belonged to Yang Fan.

Wen Qing broke out in a cold sweat when she walked to a crowded place again.

He sat on the rest chair beside him and looked at the security guard talking not far away, feeling a lot more at ease.

Why would anyone follow him?

What is the purpose?

Wen Qing was thinking about it when the phone vibrated.

He thought it was news from Xing Zao, but when he opened it, his face turned pale.

[Go to the hospital for a medical examination. 】

an unfamiliar number.

Wen Qing remembered the X-harassing text messages from the previous two days, and he gradually realized that this might not be ordinary X-harassment.

This man is following him.

In the blink of an eye, two new messages popped up.

[Did the doctor touch you on purpose? 】

[I really want to **** you in the hospital, cover your mouth, press it against the wall, you must be very tight when someone passes by. 】

Wen Qing wasn't so angry this time, more scared.

He didn't dare to reply to text messages anymore, so he opened the address book and wanted to call Xing Ze.

Before the call was made, the other party's new text message popped up.

【Why don't you speak? Didn't you see the text message? 】

There was a chill on the soles of Wen Qing's feet.

That person is nearby.

Still looking at him.