After seeing the surprised look of the little nurse in front of her, Nangong Yu nodded to her with a smile.

"That's right, I'm the blogger you call me. I really didn't expect you to be my fan!" Nangong Yu said to the little nurse.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, the little nurse smiled shyly at Nangong Yu.

"I didn't expect to be able to meet you in reality!" Although the little nurse's expression was shy, her tone revealed a very excited mood.

"Can I go and watch you paint in a while?" After handing the computer and tablet to Nangong Yu's hand, the little nurse asked Nangong Yu cautiously.

"Of course you can!" Nangong Yu heartily agreed.

After telling the little nurse his sister's ward number, Nangong Yu returned to the ward with his laptop and tablet.

After returning to the ward, Shen Mengyuan was still asleep on the bed, and Nangong Yu sat lightly on the chair next to the bed.

After spreading out the laptop and tablet on the table, Nangong Yu leaned over it, ready to start working.

Since the last time Nangong Yu drew the image of the sword ghost, he felt as if he had been sublimated.

Now every painting created by Nangong Yu is much more perfect than before.

When Nangong Yu was halfway through the painting, he heard the door creak, so he turned around and looked back.

I saw the little nurse with a shy expression on her face, walked in from the door, and saw Nangong Yu sitting at the table, and her face showed a look of surprise.

When Nangong Yu saw the little nurse, he stretched out a finger, made a shushing expression to the little nurse, and then pointed to the hospital bed beside him.

So the little nurse looked in the direction of Nangong Yu's finger, and at a glance saw Shen Mengyuan who was lying asleep on the bed.

Immediately, the little nurse nodded hurriedly and covered her mouth.

Seeing the appearance of the little nurse in front of him, Nangong Yu couldn't help but smile lightly and motioned for the little nurse to sit beside him.

The little nurse saw Nangong Yu pointing to the chair next to the table, so she immediately walked over and sat down on it.

Seeing this, Nangong Yu smiled lightly at the little nurse, then stared at the screen again and began to continue to complete his painting.

When the little nurse came in, Nangong Yu's painting was more than half completed.

And during this time, Nangong Yu's painting skills advanced by leaps and bounds, so in less than half an hour, Nangong Yu completed this painting.

There was no hurry to upload the painting to Weibo and Bo immediately, after Nangong Yu opened the text editor, Nangong Yu began to prepare the short story to be uploaded today.

The creation of the story is also extremely fast, and when Nangong Yu was painting, he already had the prototype of the story in his mind.

What Nangong Yu has to do now is to write down the ideas in his mind, and then organize and polish them.

It's faster than just painting, and the short story written by Nangong Yu is only one or two thousand words, so it doesn't even take an hour to complete it.

After uploading the short story and illustrations to Weibo and Bo, Nangong Yu twisted his neck, stretched his waist, and looked at the little nurse next to him.

At this time, the little nurse on the side couldn't help but be stunned after watching Nangong Yu's smooth painting and writing in front of her.

"Why are you painting and writing so smoothly?" the little nurse exclaimed at Nangong Yu.

"Actually, when I have nothing to do, I write some stories by myself to entertain myself, but I can't always write what I have in mind perfectly. The little nurse said to Nangong Yu a little shyly.

"How can you write your thoughts so smoothly?" the little nurse said with a shy expression, but there was still some curiosity in her tone.

"Without it, only who can!" Nangong Yu thought carefully for a while, then said to the little nurse.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, the little nurse was obviously stunned.

Nangong Yu naturally knew that the little nurse asked this because she wanted to teach her some writing skills.

However, Nangong Yu's writing ability is not his own ability, but given by the system.

So if you really ask Nangong Yu to say anything about writing skills, he will definitely not be able to say it, and he will definitely not be able to directly say that his writing ability is given by the system.

So, Nangong Yu said to the little nurse.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, the little nurse nodded.

"I understand, I will definitely persevere, and I will definitely become an excellent writer in the future!" the little nurse said to Nangong Yu with a firm gaze.

After hearing the little nurse's words, Nangong Yu smiled at the little nurse.

"Then I'll congratulate you in advance, an excellent writer in the future!" Nangong Yu smiled and returned the laptop and tablet to the little nurse.

"Thank you, if you need these things in the future, you can go directly to the nurse's station to find me!" the little nurse said to Nangong Yu.

"It's already afternoon, and it won't be long before I leave the hospital. After hearing the little nurse's words, Nangong Yu shook his head.

"Oh, but I see that your sister's condition has not yet reached the point where she can be discharged from the hospital?" the little nurse asked Nangong Yu suspiciously.

Although the little nurse has not yet been appointed by the dean, the news that she is about to be promoted to head nurse is almost known to everyone in this hospital.

Therefore, within the scope of the little nurse's rights, there is naturally no problem in looking through the patient's medical records.

So, after the little nurse got Nangong Yu's permission to go to him before, she had already seen Nangong Yu's sister's case.

After secretly being surprised in her heart, Nangong Yu's sister turned out to be the well-known star Shen Mengyuan, and the little nurse did not bother Nangong Yu rashly, but waited for a while, feeling that she couldn't bear it anymore, so she went to Shen Mengyuan's ward.

"I also own a medical clinic in Qingzhou, so I want to take my sister to my own medical center for treatment. After hearing the little nurse's words, Nangong Yu said to the little nurse.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, the little nurse nodded with some disappointment.

"Well, I still have work to do, so I'll go first. The little nurse said to Nangong Yu.

After hearing the little nurse's words, Nangong Yu nodded.

Then, although the little nurse was a little reluctant, she still walked out of the ward with a laptop and a pen tablet.

Nangong Yu saw that Shen Mengyuan on the hospital bed had no signs of waking up, so he walked out of the ward.

Sitting on the bench outside the door, Nangong Yu first took out his mobile phone and made a call to Le Longya.

"Brother Le, how is the situation over there, has it all been completed?" Nangong Yu asked Le Longya, who was in the Qingzhou Medical Center.

"It's basically done now!" Le Longya said to Nangong Yu.

"Decoration, medical equipment, etc., all have been prepared, and they have reached the point where they can be opened directly!" Le Longya continued to say to Nangong Yu.

"Then I'll take my sister back to the hospital tonight!" After hearing Le Longya's words, Nangong Yu nodded Longya and said.

"Although the medical equipment is enough, how can the staff in the medical hall solve it? can't you do it all alone, right?" After hearing Nangong Yu's words, Luo Longya asked Nangong Yu with a frown.

"I was negligent in that. After hearing Le Longya's words, Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment and said to Le Longya.

"I'll go and ask the dean later, if I can solve it, I'll let Mengyuan go to Qingzhou for treatment!" Nangong Yu touched his chin, and after thinking for a while, he said to Le Longya.

"That's good!" After hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Longya nodded to Nangong Yu.

"Xiao Yu, I've found a room suitable for me to confess to Meng Yuan!" But then, Le Longya's tone became excited and said to Nangong Yu.

"And I've found a well-known designer to design for me, and after this room is designed, it can not only be used for confession, but also as a conference room in the hospital in the future!" Le Longya continued to say to Nangong Yu.

"It takes a lot of money to invite a well-known designer, right?" After hearing Le Longya's words, Nangong Yu asked Le Longya.

"It won't cost much, it's drizzling!" After hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Longya waved his hand and said to Nangong Yu.

"Since this room can be designed as a conference room, then I must have to pay for it!" Nangong Yu said to Le Longya.

"I think I'm thanking you for helping me come up with such a great idea, hahahaha!" Le Longya said to Nangong Yu with a laugh.

After hearing Le Longya's words, Nangong Yu didn't say anything more, but shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll go to the dean and ask if there's any staff who can lend it to me first!" Nangong Yu said to Le Longya.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, the two said goodbye to each other and hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Yu dialed Dean Zhang's phone.

Because the first time the two met, they forgot to exchange phone numbers, so when Nangong Yu went upstairs to find Dean Zhang, he exchanged phone numbers.

"Master, what's wrong?, is there anything looking for me?" After picking up Nangong Yu's phone, Dean Zhang asked Nangong Yu on the other side of the phone.

"Are you still in the hospital now?" Nangong Yu asked Dean Zhang.

"I'm in the office right now, what's the matter?Master?" After hearing Nangong Yu's words, Dean Zhang said to Nangong Yu with some curiosity.

"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to find you!" Nangong Yu said to Dean Zhang after hearing his answer.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here, Master!" After hearing Nangong Yu's words, although Dean Zhang didn't know that Nangong Yu was looking for his so-called suitability, he still nodded and agreed.

After Nangong Yu hung up the phone, he walked upstairs.

This time, Nangong Yu came to the door of the dean's office and was not hindered by anyone.

Pushing the door in, Nangong Yu saw Dean Zhang sitting on the sofa in the office with a tired face, looking at the newspaper in his hand.