062 Every Doctor Has Broken Wings in His Last Life
The corner of Qiu Jinye's mouth twitched twice more, and she had the urge to throw Yan Xiaoyu out, but her good upbringing just made her choose to smile softly: "I'm sorry, I just returned to China this month."
The indifference in her words made Yan Xiaoyu feel her impatience, so she could only smile, but she was anxious to death. The blood of Jin Ancestor is not ordinary blood. A drop of Jin Ancestor's blood might make me buckle.
Do you understand how I feel about losing a month’s salary? Not all blood owners are called Jin Shaoyang, just like not all milks are called Deluxe!
When the car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Yan Xiaoyu was excited, and then she quickly put Jin Shaoyang on her back and rushed out, making a series of movements that took less than one second.
Jin Shaoyang was also a little stunned by him. The moment Yan Xiaoyu stepped into the hospital, he slowly opened his mouth, but for the first time, the words he spoke had a hint of warmth: "Do you really care about me that much?
?”
Nonsense, I don’t care. Who else can you care about? If you lose an eyelash, your father will torture him until he is bald!
Yan Xiaoyu thought this in her heart but she just nodded lightly and responded.
Because of anxiety, her porcelain-white skin turned a little rosy, sexy sweat stained her forehead, and her nodding movements gave people an extremely gentle feeling.
From Jin Shaoyang's point of view, he actually felt that Yan Xiaoyu's actions just now were a little shy...
The thin lips outlined a sexy curve, and Jin Shaoyang felt a special feeling in his heart. This seemed to be the first time someone cared about him so much, even though he looked silly.
If such an injury happened to Yan Xiaoyu, he would definitely not care. Whether it would be bandaged or not would not matter. But people were divided into different categories. When the wound appeared on Jin Shaoyang's body, it was simply a matter of concern to Yan Xiaoyu.
It affects the economic lifeline of the entire world, and his entire world will tremble.
After hurriedly attending the emergency room, Yan Xiaoyu hurriedly carried Yan Xiaoyu to the emergency room.
Because Jin Shaoyang's clothes were very messy and Yan Xiaoyu looked like he was about to die, the doctor sitting at the table pushed up his glasses, thinking that he was about to meet a seriously injured patient.
However, when Yan Xiaoyu tremblingly placed Caesar on the chair and exposed his feet, the doctor's facial expression was obviously a little stiff.
"Is this the wound?" The doctor glanced at it lightly but imagined in his mind that the person might be seriously injured but the wounds were scattered.
However, Yan Xiaoyu nodded extremely seriously: "Doctor, you must cure him. I will definitely thank your 36th generation ancestors together with my 18th generation ancestors. Nothing can happen to him, doctor!"
The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched twice and then he re-examined the wound. Since he said it was so serious, could it be that he was injured by some poisonous sharp weapon?
With a serious look in his eyes, the doctor looked at Jin Shaoyang's white and spotless feet extremely professionally, as if trying to find something unusual.
However, the longer he looked at it, the deeper his frown became. Ciaoweimao felt that there was nothing abnormal. The blood was not black and purple, and there was no rot around the wound. This was unscientific!
Looking at the doctor's frown, Yan Xiaoyu felt his heart trembling into a ball. The prince was indeed not an ordinary person. The most normal scratch could give the doctor such a headache. The prince indeed had strange and shocking bones.
People!
So I sighed helplessly in my heart: Don't think that all people are the same. There is an essential difference between Diao Si and Gao Fu Shuai. My body functions and cells have exposed the hidden nature of Diao Si!
"Where did this wound come from?" After a long while, the doctor finally said seriously with a frown.
"Cut by a piece of glass." Jin Shaoyang spoke first, because he felt that it was really embarrassing to be with Yan Xiaoyu. How come there is such a single-celled organism in this world? Why?
Hearing this, the doctor sighed with some resentment in his eyes: "Fortunately I came early, if it had been later..."
As soon as he heard this official form of language, Yan Xiaoyu almost blacked out and fainted. I wonder if the next sentence would be "We have tried our best!"
There can't be any problems with Prince Jin. Doctor, I can't afford to hurt you! My salary can't afford to hurt me! I have an old man and a child in my future wife's belly. God, you can't do this to me!
The circles under his eyes turned red in an instant, but he interrupted the doctor's words painfully: "What will happen if it's a little later? Will he not be saved? It is said that every doctor was an angel with broken wings in his previous life, doctor, you
Do your best!”
The doctor, who was wearing such a big hat, was obviously a little helpless but still shook his head: "...if it's a little later, the wound will heal on its own."
Yan Xiaoyu: "......"
Seeing that Yan Xiaoyu remained silent, the doctor frowned helplessly, and then waved to the nurse on the other side: "Really, I thought it was a big deal. You can bandage him and he can be discharged."
Then he looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "Take him over there to get bandaged. Don't delay other people's medical treatment! Next one!"
Yan Xiaoyu was still speechless, but he breathed a sigh of relief. His mood became a little depressed due to the ups and downs in a short period of time. He sat next to Jin Shaoyang and put his arms around his shoulders: "You scared me to death, just be okay."
In fact, there is no ambiguous meaning in this action. As a straight man, his thoughts are always so simple.
However, somewhere he couldn't see, Jin Shaoyang suddenly smiled strangely. This guy seemed really interesting!
When Yan Xiaoyu sent Jin Shaoyang home, he kept reminding him: "Student Jin, please do not touch water with your recent wounds. Be careful of infection. Remember to call me if you feel pain at night."
With a curved corner of his mouth, Jin Shaoyang looked at him with interest. The smile on his face didn't look like a smile, but more of indifference: "How are you going to help me solve the pain?"
The corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched twice. He was not the one responsible for adding blood. Damn he knew how to solve the pain.
But he still looked at Jin Shaoyang with a very gentle look on his face and said calmly: "At least I can tell you a joke and chat with you to distract you."
"Oh?" Jin Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa like an emperor. He looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a very condescending look: "Teacher Yan, do you really want to talk to me?"
Yan Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment but his expression remained unchanged: "Yes, my admiration for you is as endless as the Yangtze River and as long-lasting as the Euphrates River."
Jin Shaoyang originally thought that he would choose to remain silent because of his shyness, but he obviously didn't expect that the person in front of him was not a moral person and he didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.
So he had no choice but to selectively change the topic, and looked straight at Yan Xiaoyu with his cold, dark eyes, which were a little blurry but seemed to hit the deepest part of his soul, coldly seeing through all his hidden inner beings: "...
....do you like me?"
Yan Xiaoyu was obviously taken aback but still spoke: "I like it." How could I not like you? You are my next boss, can I still live if I offend your brother?
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him very naturally and sincerely, as if she was saying that I actually really like RMB.
"But I don't like to be with someone for a long time." Jin Shaoyang's voice softened a little, but he stated a fact in an extremely calm manner.
Yan Xiaoyu obviously couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts, so he didn't speak immediately.
Jin Shaoyang looked at him with some doubts. He thought that after hearing this sentence, this person would immediately echo like those before: "It doesn't matter, as long as I can be with you for one night, I will be satisfied."
But it was obvious that the person in front of me had forgotten some of his lines.
Is it a pity that this is really the case? Sorry, Mr. Jin, he obviously thinks too much.
Yan Xiaoyu's brows wrinkled slightly, but then he raised a smile: "Aren't you used to being with others? Most adolescent children have this problem. If it's because they are lonely and have no one to talk to, you might as well raise it, Mr. Jin."
A Chihuahua. Dogs are all spiritual animals. Although they may not understand human speech, I think they will cooperate with your barking."
Jin Shaoyang: "......"
That’s not what I meant! Really not!
Although he was roaring in his heart, in order to maintain his noble and cool image, Jin Shaoyang just snorted coldly and deceived his eyes.
Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Yan Xiaoyu wisely chose to shut up, then silently closed the door and left.
However, the moment he left, the cushions on the sofa were violently thrown out by Jin Shaoyang and hit the door that had just been closed.
It was a pity that Yan Xiaoyu didn't see this young girl with particularly unusual movements.
Yan Xiaoyu pressed the hat on her head, but felt that the gauze on her head was a bit stuffy, so she removed the gauze three times after she got home.
Looking at the bruise on his handsome face, Yan Xiaoyu was very depressed. Faced with such a handsome face, how could you do it? On behalf of the girls in the universe, I despise you and let them lose one.
Opportunity to marry a good man.
Although the wound on the head hurts like hell, there is actually no wound, so there is no need to worry about infection. Besides, I am not as delicate as a chrysanthemum like Young Master Jin. Yan Xiaoyu sighed and combed all her bangs.
Come down and cover the black spots on your forehead tightly.
Even though there is a bit of a rush from Watermelon Taro, it still won’t affect the appearance of the city!
Caesar asked Yan Xiaoyu for several days' leave, but because he had to be with Jin Shaoyang, Comrade Yan Xiaoyu was injured and went to the battlefield. Oh, no, it should be school.
In the morning physical education class, Jin Shaoyang was still there.
Yan Xiaoyu glanced at him with some distress: "Classmate Jin, is your foot injury serious? You'd better find a cool place to sit to avoid infection."