As a woman in her thirties, Ms. Song has often felt depressed recently.
Compared with her peers, she is undoubtedly happy... She has a superior family background, has her own career, her husband has a lot of power and money, and has a high status. Coupled with her outstanding appearance and graceful grace, to be honest, she often feels that God has given her
We already have enough, no need to ask for anything more.
However, these things only bring material satisfaction and cannot fill the spiritual emptiness. Ms. Song knows very well that she is a woman first, and then a strong woman, a beautiful woman, a good wife, a good daughter, etc.
wait.
What do women need most? People have different standards for this, but as far as Mrs. Song is concerned, she feels that what she wants most is the feeling of being cared for.
The blame must be placed on that dead guy with the same surname as her. He attends meetings, socializes, and socializes all day long, and has to travel abroad every now and then. The time he spends staying at home all year round... hmph, I'm afraid he won't even be able to get there for half a month.
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Compared with him, Xiaoye seemed much more reliable... Mrs. Song cast her eyes outside the door, and someone's back just disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
I remember it was an afternoon four years ago. A car accident sent three people to the hospital. The only woman among the three cried because her face was severely injured. This kind of injury is not difficult to cure.
, but the hospital cannot guarantee whether the patient's appearance will be damaged.
At that time, Mrs. Song felt that the sky was falling, but that damn ghost was still in the United States. No one answered the phone calls from the hospital. She didn't know what the hell was going on.
As a beautiful woman, she would definitely not be able to accept the occurrence of this kind of thing, so Mrs. Song made a big fuss. Although it was difficult for her to even move her arms at the time, she was conscious at least, but she would not cooperate.
Treatment is also a headache for doctors and nurses.
In the end, the person who solved the problem was a young man who had just arrived at the hospital. It is said that his surname was Ye.
As soon as the needle went in, Ms. Song became honest instantly. When she woke up again, she saw a face that was not handsome but very masculine.
"Take a rest, you can be discharged." The young man handed over a mirror, opened the door and left. The service attitude could not be worse.
Of course, Ms. Song didn't care about this, because she saw her own face in the mirror... Compared with the past, it was actually the same!?
What happened next was a coincidence. Mrs. Song accidentally discovered that the young doctor named Ye actually lived in an apartment under her name. In terms of the relationship between the two parties, she was actually his, uh, tenant.
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Ms. Song excused herself to visit Dr. Ye's residence several times. Well, it was good. It was a big and clean house. It didn't look like a place where a boy in his twenties lived. The young man was very polite and invited her to dinner. After all,
That cooking skill is really surprising. Didn’t he do this professionally before?
Yes, he doesn't seem to have a girlfriend, and he doesn't like to go out and have fun. In addition to his superb medical skills, he can do all kinds of chores. If there is any trouble upstairs or downstairs, he is the first person who thinks of him.
According to the standards for judging a young man, Xiaoye is simply perfect!
Mrs. Song has not admired a man so much for a long time. Many times she wonders why she didn't meet Dr. Ye earlier... This kind of thinking is undoubtedly very dangerous, but the more dangerous things are, the more beautiful they are. People usually
I can't resist beautiful things, and most of them lack a pair of piercing eyes.
Mrs. Song now feels that she is unable to extricate herself. Many evil thoughts will creep into her mind from time to time and echo repeatedly, inducing herself to fall into and get lost in the maze of fantasy.
An outstanding young man like Dr. Ye must be surrounded by many girls...
Thinking of this, Mrs. Song suddenly turned around and trotted, rushing to the balcony to stop Ye Fengxing.
"Hey, you want to go out now?" After a slight explanation, someone had to turn around and say hello. After all, the other party is the landlord, so he has to give him this face.
"Wait a minute, I just want to go to your hospital for a check-up, let's go together." The happy Mrs. Song hurriedly turned around, grabbed a sleeveless waistcoat, then randomly picked a black LV from a row of bags, and stepped on
Put on this summer's latest Chanel high heels and walk downstairs.
"Sister Song is so free today."
"Yes, I haven't had a check-up for a long time. Why don't you go there? Why don't I give you a ride?"
"Okay, I'll bother Sister Song." Ye Fengxing didn't hesitate and followed to the garage.
"What kind of car do you drive?" Mrs. Song walked towards an Audi Black Diamond, glanced at it and shook her head. "No, it looks like it is driven by an old man... What about this one?"
Ye Fengxing felt depressed for a while. Didn't you say you would give me a ride? Why do you want me to drive again? He could only reply smoothly: "Whatever."
Mrs. Song opened the car door and got in, leaving the driver's seat to Ye Fengxing very naturally.
Someone has to be respectful rather than obey orders. This is a classic version of Maserati, which is very powerful in terms of styling, but unfortunately its performance is a little weaker. Of course, this is only compared to Bugatti-Benz and other models, which are pure speed beasts.
Not Maserati's thing.
As soon as he entered the car, Ye Fengxing smelled a faint fragrance. Based on experience, he could conclude that it was Lancôme. That unique smell had once fascinated someone.
"Xiaoye woke up so early today, are you rushing to go on a date?" Mrs. Song also exudes the smell of Lancôme, and with her unique little husky voice, she has the charm of a mature woman.
"No way, Sister Song is laughing at me again. I'm in a hurry to go to work."
"Really, your girlfriend is okay with you being so busy on a big weekend?"
"Girlfriend... I really don't have one. Sister Song, you ask knowingly, why don't you introduce some to me?"
"Hey, do you still need me to introduce you?" Mrs. Song concealed her smile and said, "I think the little girl last time was pretty good. You two are quite impressive standing together. You are a talented man and a beautiful woman."
"Ahem...that's really a sister. How can I dare to offend her? If she really becomes my girlfriend, I won't even think about living a stable life for a day."
Mrs. Song smiled slightly and did not discuss it further. She has read countless people, and she only needs to know a little bit about this kind of thing, and she can immediately deduce it. Generally speaking, what Ye Fengxing said is usually duplicity.
Someone really has no intention of discussing another woman with the woman next to him. He just wants to drive to his destination quickly. How can I put it... The atmosphere in this car is really weird. It's obviously just an ordinary shared ride between men and women.
It's a car, but the woman's appearance is very intriguing.
Mrs. Song's sitting posture is very elegant, and her two smooth and white long legs are casually placed at a subtle angle. If you want to see it, you can't see anything. If you want to not see it... He is not blind. He is so beautiful.
, only a hypocrite would pretend not to look away and continue driving.
Regardless of whether he is a true gentleman or a hypocrite, Ye Fengxing is not one of them. If he wants to look at it, he will look at it unscrupulously. But he really doesn't want to look at it now... It's not that he has any impairment in some aspects of his function. In fact, Song
His wife's actions were too tempting, and he didn't want to offend this woman.
The road to Hairen Hospital is not long. At the speed of the Maserati, ten minutes is enough.
When they arrived at the place, Ye Fengxing parked the car and hurried to the hospital. A trace of disappointment flashed in Mrs. Song's eyes. Originally, she had used some "little tricks", but this man was actually indifferent. Could it be that he was like this?
Are all Chinese medicine practitioners immune to pheromones?
As a strong, normal male, how could someone not be affected by pheromones? It's just that... as soon as he got in the car, the smell of Lancôme perfume immediately made him instinctively alert.
When I first started training, there was a course specifically designed to teach students how to fight against sexual temptation, which included methods of identifying and resisting psychedelic substances.
Strictly speaking, pheromones are not psychedelic substances, but the advantage is that the effect is natural, and it is difficult for the person affected to distinguish whether their reaction is a real emotion.
Ye Fengxing asked himself that he was not an important person, had no power, no money, and was not handsome. Why would he let a woman like Mrs. Song resort to such methods? There must be something fishy about this matter, but I don't have time to deal with it now, so let's put it aside for now.
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Before entering the ward, Nurse Tang came to greet her. She stretched out her hand and gave Ye Fengxing a chestnut that wasn't very explosive. Then she smiled and said, "You are such a big star. When you are not in a good mood, you can't even call me."
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"No way, I'm busy." Ye Fengxing took the work clothes from nurse Xin Yu and put them on.
"Yes, Brother Yezi has been really in the limelight recently, and we are too embarrassed to disturb him while he is 'doing business.'~" The little nurse added jealousy to the side, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"I don't like hearing this anymore. You little girl, when have you ever asked me to do something for you before, when did I fail to get it done for you? I haven't seen you recently. Where are you hanging out?"
"I'm not hanging out." Xiao Nizi puffed up her plump breasts and said with a smile: "I'm helping Sister Tang to upgrade recently. We are both 20, hehe. Let me tell you secretly, Sister Tang is a genius.~"
"Then why didn't you call me?" Ye Fengxing hit the little nurse on the head and said dissatisfied: "It must be your idea, don't you give me a chance to show off?"
"Isn't it because you have been so busy doing glory for the country recently?" The little nurse pouted, took out Ye Fengxing's special needle box from her pocket, and started to play with it.
"No, it's all my fault, isn't it?" Someone panicked and had to give in immediately.
"Don't talk about it now." Nurse Tang cleared her throat and said seriously: "Xiaoye, this case is really rare. After Director Jiang and others studied it, they unanimously determined that only you can solve it, and... and the patient
My background is also a bit special, so don’t ask too many questions later.”
