Because he was a relative of the military commander, Zong Zhenglie naturally had some scruples.
Even if it's not for myself, I don't want to cause any trouble to the teacher.
"By the way, Brother Lie, you just said you were waiting for a friend, were you waiting for your girlfriend?" Guan Na suddenly turned her head and asked him.
Zong Zheng was stunned, "No, he is a boy friend. Let's have a drink together."
"Drinking is very harmful to the body." Guan Na pursed her lips, "Brother Lie, please drink less in the future."
"I don't drink often." Zong Zhenglie smiled and parked the car at the entrance of the hospital, "The hospital is here, do you need me to help you in?"
In fact, Zong Zhenglie asked this question purely out of politeness, but who knew that Guan Na actually nodded!
"Of course it's best if Brother Lie can accompany me, otherwise I will be scared when the blood blisters are broken. Just give me some courage!"
Zong Zhenglie blinked his eyes and had the urge to bite off his tongue.
"What's wrong?" Guan Na raised her eyebrows at him.
"Ah, it's okay, let's go!" Zong Zhenglie quickly shook his head, took a long breath, opened the door and got out of the car.
When I followed Guan Na into the hospital, the pungent smell of disinfectant came over me again.
Zong Zhenglie suddenly lost his mood.
I accompanied her to get the surgery number, and then we sat on the chair together to wait.
Guan Na was obviously a little nervous and didn't even talk to Zong Zhenglie.
"No. 25 Guanna!" A nurse suddenly poked her head out of the consulting room.
"Here." Guan Na stood up, her legs suddenly softened, her high heels tilted and she fell towards Zong Zhenglie.
Zong Zhenglie quickly reached out to pick her up, but luckily he was in time.
"What's wrong with you?" Zong Zhenglie was still a little scared as he helped her up.
If it hadn't been for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, she would have made a fool of herself.
Sure enough, several patients on the side covered their mouths, with smiles on their brows.
Guan Na's face turned red and she quickly walked in.
Zong Zhenglie shook his head from behind, "A woman's self-esteem is really terrible..."
You know, she still has blood blisters on her feet. Doesn’t it hurt when she walks so fast?
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The doctors in the surgery room were very busy and seemed not to care much about Guan Na's minor wound.
He took her diagnosis sheet and looked up at Guan Na, "Go and sit on that bed."
Guan Na nodded, and Zong Zhenglie also walked over with her.
Seeing her straight back, Zong Zhenglie smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt much, you don't have to be afraid."
"No way, I can't control myself." Guan Na shrugged, her face a little pale.
"Then just wait and close your eyes. Surgeons move very quickly."
Guan Na nodded and sat on the bed.
Soon a female doctor in a white coat came over, raised her feet and looked at her, and said to herself, "Why do girls nowadays want to stand on stilts? It doesn't matter if they are shorter...
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Zong Zhenglie suddenly thought of the female doctor who accompanied Sheng Xin to the hospital last time, and secretly thought: Do female doctors today speak so viciously?
"Doctor, will this delay my dancing?" Guan Na didn't expect that Zong Zhengchen was distracted. All her attention was now focused on her wounds.
The female doctor shook her head, "Of course you can't dance! If the wound is infected, it will be difficult to deal with. Since you know that dancing can't hurt your feet, why do you still wear such high heels?"