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616 Can Doctors Heal Lovesickness?

Tang Jinteng looked at her funny, waiting for her next words.

Xin Yi scratched her hair, what was she going to say?

She doesn't know it herself.

"Um, Tang Jinteng..." Xin Yi went to pull his big, dry hand, but Tang Jinteng waited patiently for her to get confused.

Xin Yi suddenly said: "Tang Jinteng, can I hug you?"

As he spoke, he spread out his hands, hugged Tang Jinteng, and rubbed his face against his chest.

This is the expression of simply liking someone without any impurities.

After letting go of Tang Jinteng, his face was already red, his heartbeat was racing, and he turned around and ran away.

"You go back, I have to go to work."

Xin Yi entered the building without looking back and returned to the office with a glowing face.

Tang Jinteng stood there for a while, slowly and gently pressing his big palm on his chest where his heartbeat was beating violently.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be loved by your lover.

My heart is drunk, and my heart is floating upward at this moment, feeling warm, numb, itchy and greasy.

Tang Jinteng smiled helplessly and got in the car. His expression remained gentle throughout the afternoon, whether he was facing his assistant or the clients he was meeting.

Tang Jinteng made a complete change, which made people around him extremely nervous.

What does Big Boss mean?

Li Zhu handed the document to the boss for signature. Tang Jinteng signed it with a few strokes, then handed the document to Li Zhu. The look in Li Zhu's eyes was as gentle as looking at his own son.

Assistant Li was wary of this. His knees felt weak and he wanted to kneel down. He begged secretly: Mr. Tang, you are my grandfather. What are you feeling uncomfortable about today?

Li Zhu left the office with a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Tang has been..." Li Zhu said in a harrassing tone.

It's not that he is gossiping. As the boss's close assistant, the boss's mood has a direct impact on his work.

Lu Zeng looked at Assistant Li and frowned, "Assistant Li, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Li Assistant looked around at the people, then approached Lu Zeng and asked in a low voice:

"I found that something was wrong with Mr. Tang today. He is very cautious."

Lu Zeng became alert and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Tang?"

"You took the wrong medicine," Li Zhu glanced at Lu Zeng: "Do you understand?"

Lu Zeng was slightly stunned. Did he take the wrong medicine?

"I see."

Seeing that Lu Zeng understood, Li Zhu took the information and left.

Lu Zeng was worried there, what was going on? He didn't care about anything else, so he called Guomu directly and asked someone to come over quickly. The man was not feeling well.

If you feel unwell, this is a big deal.

Guo Mu hurried over, Lu Zeng communicated with the internal line, and then entered the office. Tang Jinteng spread out the pen in his hand and spoke first without asking them what they wanted:

"Make a reservation at Huamei in the evening. There is a Western restaurant. You can't miss out on flowers. Say hello to the Haiyatt Hotel and come over tonight."

Lu Zeng listened and nodded immediately: "Yes, Mr. Tang."

Candlelight dinner, champagne and roses, star hotel...

Is the other party that little aunt?

"By the way, the flowers should be blue, with a few pink ones mixed in." Tang Jinteng said again.

Lu Zeng was immediately relieved. There was no doubt that the other party was Xin Yi. Didn't his ancestor just like the blue enchantress?

Tang Jinteng's eyes were a little distracted. After just a second, he came back to his senses and looked at them:

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, it's time for Mr. Tang's physical examination again. I came here to say something." Guo Mu said seriously.

This man needs a physical examination every half month for the sake of his health.

Tang Jinteng glanced at the calendar and saw that the first ten days of the month had just passed.

"Well, go out if you have nothing to do." Tang Jinteng responded calmly and went to work at his desk.

Several people followed and exited, Guomu leaned against the white wall:

"There is no cure for this disease. If you bring that troublesome spirit here, I can cure it with medicine."

Can lovesickness be cured by a doctor?

"..." Lu Zeng, Guan Cheng and others looked at Guo Mu.

But after thinking about it for a moment, I understood. They all felt that it was not worth it. They were getting deeper and deeper into it, but that little troublemaker was heartless.

So, the situation is not optimistic.

Xin Yi's work is very simple. He only draws engineering drawings using CAD software. For people who are familiar with software operation, this is not difficult.

Designers who have become a monk on the way are basically engaged in this.

Xin Yi drew a floor plan of a three-bedroom apartment, which was the task assigned to her by Worker Zhang this week. She was given half an hour to complete it.

After finishing the drawing here, the printer outside produced the drawings. I went out and took the drawings and walked into the department to check if there were any errors. I just stood at the door and thought it was OK. Then I turned around and walked to Worker Zhang's office.

Chen Hai met her outside:

"Hey, it's done?" This surprised him a little.

Chen Hai works in post-production and is not that familiar with painting. However, with several others in the same department, the same amount of work would take at least two days.

Generally speaking, it can be completed in one day, but many details need to be changed repeatedly. A logo, a number, not to mention mistakes, even the font must be different, the requirements are very strict.

What Xin Yi is good at is paying attention to details, so where others often make mistakes, she can handle them with ease.

Chen Hai took a look at Xin Yi's drawings. It was a bland floor plan, but he actually gave her a plan with some meaning.

"Is the bar in this corner? The design technique of a small bar in the room is usually seen in British designs. It has not yet become popular in mainland China. I guess Zhang Guoguo will let you modify your plan."

Xin Yi smiled: "It doesn't matter, I can change it."

This is not a design work, so she does not have to insist on her own creativity and never change a single stroke.

If it is her own design work and it is not a completed task or homework, she will definitely not listen to anyone's suggestions.

"Why are you going?" As soon as Xin Yi left, Chen Hai pulled her back.

Xin Yi was puzzled: "Show it to Mr. Zhang."

"Your internship salary is only 800 yuan, miss! Do you need to do so much? Listen to me and send it to you tomorrow." Chen Hai pushed Xin Yi into the department.

"Is this okay? It's not okay..." Xin Yi was a little timid. Isn't this a sneaky act?

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you really want to send it to Engineer Zhang now, how do you want Huang Xin and Xiao Hu in the department to deal with it? They have been drawing engineering drawings for two years and they still cannot achieve this efficiency. Are you not here?

Are you going to slap them both in the face?" Chen Hai said seriously.

Does someone play it or not? Do you think she is innocent or stupid?

Everyone in the department is having fun. Even if she completes the drawings one day by herself, her internship fee is still only 800.

As an intern, learning is the main thing, and doing things is secondary. Even if you don’t do it, no one will say anything, which is really embarrassing for yourself.

Xin Yi frowned, "This is really not good. This is my father's company."

Chen Hai was immediately stunned. He slapped his forehead and realized that he had forgotten such an important thing!

[Author's digression]: First chapter

Update in the afternoon

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