Cheng Yan stood under the porch, holding a coffee cup and watching the rain, leisurely and extravagant, seeing Si Moqian get out of the car, he greeted him very friendly.

"It's okay, there are a lot fewer nightmares, I'll go abroad tomorrow and come over to meet you in advance. Si Moqian came out from under Dalong's umbrella, walked under the porch and stood with Cheng Yan, the two tall and long-legged men shoulder to shoulder were a scenery in themselves.

"After so many years, you have recovered quite well, you didn't come over last month, in fact, you don't have to come this month. Cheng Yan took a leisurely sip of coffee, like a noble son, where is there a little bit of a psychiatrist.

"I was emotionally unstable at my friend's funeral last month, and coming here will only affect the treatment. Si Moqian looked at the rain scene in the courtyard very calmly.

"I know. Cheng Yan took another sip of coffee.

Ancheng is so small, Miss Yan's ex-fiancé who has just left on the front foot is the brother of Mr. Si in front of him, as a doctor who keeps the confidentiality of patients and has super high professional ethics, Cheng Yan will not tell the connection between them.

"I just made a new pot of coffee, and Mr. Si compensated for me. Cheng Yan had already turned around and walked inside, he deliberately made a pot of coffee and wanted to give Song Weici a drink, but the woman refused his coffee on the grounds that he had already drunk three cups of coffee today.

This workaholic woman lives on coffee, and she will definitely be killed by coffee another day.

Si Mo humbly looked at the rain in the courtyard under the porch, since returning from the cemetery, this heavy rain has not been light, and the summer rainstorm always comes fiercely and urgently.

After staying for a few minutes, Si Moqian turned around and entered the door, where Dalong was waiting.

"Mr. Si, come and sit down, the coffee temperature is just right, you can take a sip and take a look." Cheng Yan hurriedly took a cup of coffee and put it on the small table.

At this time, he didn't look like a psychiatrist at all, more like a barista, anxious for people to taste his freshly ground coffee.

Si Moqian sat on the single sofa, his slender legs gently folded, and he picked up the coffee cup with one hand, the porcelain white coffee cup was extremely elegant and beautiful between his slender fingers.

"It tastes good, would Doctor Cheng want to consider opening a café next door?" Si Moqian took a sip and suggested to him very seriously.

"If I don't become a doctor in the future, I will consider changing my career to open a café, and Mr. Si must come to cheer at that time. Cheng Yan smiled and put down the coffee cup in his hand and sat down in front of Si Moqian, a pair of eyes shining with scrutiny on Si Moqian's face.

In fact, his treatment of patients has been carried out since the patient entered the door, observation, and chatting, which can help Cheng Yan collect information related to patients.

"Dr. Cheng's café, I'll go naturally. Si Moqian looked out the window with a very light face, and outside the floor-to-ceiling glass was the flowers and plants of the entire yard, green and lush, and the raindrops crackled on it like the leap of life.

Si Moqian likes to sit in this position and look at the scenery outside, which can make it easy for people to calm down.

"If you were five minutes earlier, you would have met one of my beautiful guests, who had been sitting next to you on the wicker chair, and she loved the swing-style wicker chair. Cheng Yan pointed to the rattan chair next to Si Moqian and said.

That was where Yan Luo had just sit, or where Yan Luo would sit in a daze every time he received systematic treatment.

The decoration style of Cheng Yan's room is that there is no style, it is completely based on comfort, and it is more based on the comfort of the patient's choice, all patients can choose what they like at will, so that many things that are obviously not related to each other can coexist in one space.

"Doctor Cheng, don't make fun of me, you know how much I reject women. ”