"Ah..." Qin Yiran was hugged around his slender waist. He was suddenly startled and screamed in the darkness, and then spat: "Ye Han... what are you doing!"
Ye Han put his mouth to Qin Yiran's earlobe, breathed softly, then picked her up and said with a low smile: "Sister Yiran, I will carry you upstairs."
The earlobe area is Qin Yiran's sensitive area. When Ye Han breathed out, she immediately let out another sweet cry. Her delicate body immediately softened. Her head was pressed against Ye Han's broad and strong chest, smelling his breath and breathing.
Urgent and messy, a strange feeling arises spontaneously.
"It's like this...it's not good like this..." Qin Yiran struggled a few times, but Ye Han hugged him tighter. She didn't dare to move anymore. She hooked her slender arms around Ye Han's neck, with a heart like
Bumping around like a deer, she let him hold her like this until she reached the seventh floor.
"Put me down now, we're home..." Qin Yiran's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. He struggled with a red face and pointed at the security door on the west side of the prime minister's building.
Ye Han chuckled, loosened his arms, put Qin Yiran on the ground, and took the opportunity to kiss her hard on the cheek.
This kiss sounded very loud in the dark and silent corridor.
"Yeah..." Qin still didn't expect this. After he blurted out, he realized that his parents might hear him. He clenched his pink fist in shame and annoyance and lightly hit Ye Han on the chest.
"Yiran, is that you?" Maybe he heard the voice outside, but a middle-aged man's voice sounded from the west side of the house.
"Dad, it's me!" Qin Yiran responded, turned around and gave Ye Han an angry look, calmed down, and took out the key to open his security door by the light of his mobile phone.
Ye Han coughed, put away his playfulness, put on a "gentleman" attitude, and followed Qin Yiran into her home.
Qin Yiran's home is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, more than 70 square meters. The decoration is also very ordinary. There is a glass coffee table in the living room, a set of dark red sofas on both sides, and a TV cabinet on the wall in the west of the living room.
, there is a 17-inch color TV set, which looks like an antique. I don’t know if I can watch it.
The lights on the roof are energy-saving lamps. Although they are small, they are very bright and illuminate the living room as if it were daytime.
Everything you see in front of you is so simple, but the simplicity is elegance. Every room is clean and spotless.
Qin Yiran's father is Qin Zhong. He is in his forties and has a kind face. He was startled when he saw Ye Han coming in behind his daughter. He looked at him up and down with confusion and asked: "Yiran, who is this?"
…”
"Dad, he is a colleague in our hospital, his name is Ye Han, from the acupuncture and massage department. He has very good medical skills. He heard that my mother was not in good health, so he came here to see her..." Qin Yiran introduced Ye Han to his father.
, seeing the smile hanging on the corner of Ye Han's mouth, his face felt slightly warm for some reason.
"Hello, Uncle Qin." In front of Qin Yiran's father, Ye Han acted honestly and showed no signs of laughter. He nodded to Qin Zhong with a smile and said, "I have long heard from Sister Yiran that my aunt is not in good health.
I haven't found time to come see Mu, so I happened to be free today, so I came over with Sister Yiran."
Qin Zhong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Ye Han was so young and actually had medical skills. He then politely moved him to the sofa. After the guests and hosts sat down, Qin Zhong looked at Ye Han again and said with emotion: "Xiaoye, look
You don't look very old this year, are you eighteen years old?"
"Uncle Qin, I am fifteen this year. After the Chinese New Year, I will be sixteen..." Ye Han sat upright and said respectfully.
"..." Qin Zhong was speechless. His daughter entered the First People's Hospital of the city at the age of eighteen, which was considered young enough. Unexpectedly, Ye Han was three years younger than her daughter.
"Dad, don't look at Ye Han, he is very capable! I have the position of director of the nursing department, and he still greeted the dean!" Speaking of Ye Han, Qin Yiran's face lit up with excitement.
Qin Zhong first heard his daughter say that she had taken the position of director of the nursing department, but he didn't quite believe it. Later, after asking around, he found out that it was true. In the hospital, her daughter was called "the youngest director of the nursing department in history" by her colleagues.
I thought this was the result of my daughter's hard work, but I didn't expect that it was related to the help of the young and excessive doctor in front of me.
Although Qin Zhong is honest, he is not stupid. He knows that Ye Han will definitely not help his daughter for no reason. He must have a purpose, but his daughter has neither money nor power. The only thing that can be used is her.
Come on... Thinking of this, Qin Zhong couldn't help but look a little strange in the way he looked at Ye Han.
It's just... the boy in front of me is too young, a full three years younger than my daughter. Is it possible for them to be together?
"Dad..." Seeing his father constantly looking at Ye Han, how could a daughter not understand what he was thinking? In the past two years, because the family burden was too heavy, his father always wanted to arrange a marriage for him, hoping that he
Being able to marry a good family can relieve some of the pressure, but I have blocked it for various reasons. Now that I suddenly brought a boy home, no wonder he thought wrongly.
It's just that I have already said that Ye Han is my colleague and his benefactor, and he is only fifteen years old. His father is still thinking nonsense... This is all nonsense!
Hearing his daughter's coquettishness, Qin Zhong realized that he had lost his temper. He smiled and said: "Oh, Xiaoye, I didn't expect that you are already a doctor at such a young age, and you are still a colleague of Yiran, and you have helped Yiran a lot...
…Hmm…good…not bad…not bad…”
He said "not bad", but still didn't take his eyes away from Ye Han, thinking that although this young man was still a little immature, he had good features and good looks, but he didn't know what his family background was, but looking at his clothes and temperament,
If he can help his daughter to be promoted to the position of director of the nursing department of the hospital, she is probably either a second-generation official or a second-generation rich man, otherwise how could he have so much energy?
As long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter if you are younger. What does it matter if he is the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people? My daughter is as beautiful as a flower and is worthy of him!
Qin Yiran saw that his father was fascinated and knew that his misunderstanding was getting bigger and bigger. The red cloud that had just faded flew up to his cheeks again. He glanced at Ye Han quickly and said angrily: "Dad, this is the first time Ye Han comes to visit.
, why do you look at others like this? Really!"
Qin Zhong finally came to his senses and said with a smile: "I lost my temper! I saw that Xiaoye has become a doctor at such a young age, and his future is limitless! Still, I'll talk to Xiaoye, you go and pour Xiaoye a glass
Tea……"
"No need to bother!" Ye Han put the black bag containing the money on the coffee table and asked: "Uncle Qin, I am here to treat my aunt. Can I see her first?"
"You..." Qin Zhong glanced at him, then shook his head and sighed: "Xiaoye, it's not your uncle, I don't believe you. It's really... your aunt's illness is really hopeless... she is resting.
I don’t want anyone to disturb her anymore…”
Ye Han glanced at Qin Yiran, and Qin Yiran said anxiously: "Dad, don't underestimate Ye Han. He is a specially appointed honorary doctor in our hospital, with a monthly salary of 100,000! His medical skills are so good that you can't even imagine it.
!Wu Yingxiang, you know? This city
First, the father of Wu Yingxiang, a well-known rich man in the country, was poisoned a while ago. He was taken to the hospital for rescue. The doctors said that he could not be cured, but Ye Han only used a few silver needles to save him. Now Wu Yingxiang
Yingxiang’s father is alive and well…”
Before she finished speaking, Qin Zhong suddenly stood up from the sofa and said in a trembling voice: "Yiran, what you said...is it true? Xiaoye's medical skills are so good?"
Qin Yiran said: "Of course, otherwise, why would I bring him to my house? If Ye Han says that mom's disease can be cured, then there is a high probability that it can be cured. Ye Han, do you think so?"
Ye Han smiled and nodded.
"Come, let me take you to see my mother." Qin Yiran stretched out his hand, pulled Ye Han up from the sofa, and walked towards a room on the east side of the south of the living room.
The small gesture of the two holding hands caught Qin Zhong's eyes. A trace of surprise flashed in Qin Zhong's eyes, and then he smiled "haha". He thought that holding hands was so natural. It seemed that the relationship between his daughter and this young man was already extraordinary.
Yes!
Qin Yiran's mother, Liu Yuhua, was resting on the bed in the house at the moment. She might have fallen asleep. When Ye Han and three others entered the house, she didn't react at all.
The sun shines in from the balcony. Liu Yuhua's face is pale and gray, and his whole body is so thin that he is almost skinny and bones, giving people the feeling of being terminally ill.
Qin Yiran was originally in a good mood, but seeing her mother like this, especially when Ye Han was present today, she felt even more sad and aggrieved. She covered her mouth with her hands and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Don't cry...it's okay..." Ye Han sensed Qin Yiran's change in mood immediately, patted her on the shoulder and gave her a comforting smile.
"Yuhua...Yuhua..." Qin Zhong gently woke up his wife, then helped her sit up, let her lean on him, pointed at Ye Han and said: "Yuhua, this is Yiran's colleague, here to see you.
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Liu Yuhua was very depressed. He barely opened his eyes. He looked at Ye Han, moved the corners of his mouth, and said feebly: "Colleague Yiran... hello..."
Ye Han hurriedly sat by the bed and said softly: "Hello, auntie. Sister Yiran and I are good friends. I heard that you had this disease, so I came here to treat you... Believe me, I am sure I can cure you. I
Let me take your pulse first..."
As he spoke, he took one of Liu Yuhua's hands, placed his fingers lightly on her wrist veins, closed his eyes slightly, and began to examine it carefully.
Liu Yuhua's pulse was so weak that it far exceeded Ye Han's imagination. It seemed that her disease had indeed reached a point where it could not be cured by the medical skills of this world. Even if the kidney source was replaced now, it would not be able to prolong her life too long.
If she falls in love with herself, she can only wait for death. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)