Seeing that his companion had succeeded, the young man couldn't help but grin.

"Sir, may I ask what is the matter with you?" The man in front of the meeting behaved strangely, and An Rou couldn't help frowning.

"Miss Nurse, I have a good impression of you, can you leave a WeChat message to make friends?" the young man asked with a sigh of relief.

An Rou's face suddenly sank, turned around and pushed the cart away: "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." ”

As soon as she finished saying this, An Rou's little face turned red, and An Rou immediately sped up and walked towards the elevator.

Looking at An Rou's distant figure, both of them laughed sinisterly.

In the ward, Zhang Yang stretched her waist and secretly sighed that if An Rou went to be a masseuse, she would definitely earn more money than a nurse.

"Zhang Yang, let's change the taste of dinner today. At this time, the voice of the system suddenly came to Zhang Yang's mind.

"Oh, what's the taste, dinner here is porridge buns and fried eggs, what's there to change?" Zhang Yang said with a nonchalant expression.

"Didn't you always drink millet porridge for dinner in the past, change the taste tonight and drink mung bean soup." ”

"Huh, what's the difference?" Zhang Yang was a little puzzled.

"Do as I say, when did the system fool you?" the system's tone was unmistakable.

"Okay, okay, you're the boss, what you say is what!" Zhang Yang pursed his lips and picked up his phone to call An Rou.

An Rou hurriedly boarded the elevator and was about to close the door, when suddenly her colleague Sister Ting ran over quickly with a small car, and said eagerly: "Xiaorou!

Seeing this, An Rou hurriedly pressed the door opening button, and the half-closed elevator door opened.

"Huh, thank you, Xiaorou!" Sister Ting pushed the dining cart into the elevator, panting.

"It's okay, Sister Ting. An Rou smiled sweetly.

Sister Ting glanced at An Rou beside her, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Rou, why is your face so red, did you do something unspeakable with your brother Yang in the ward!"

"Oh, Sister Ting, don't talk nonsense, there's no such thing!" An Rou's already red face suddenly became even redder, as if she would bleed if she pinched it.

Sister Ting smiled, patted An Rou's shoulder lightly and said, "Okay, I'm joking with you, I can see that Zhang Yang is a guy with a thief's heart and no guts, and he will definitely not do anything too much to you." ”

An Rou nodded lightly, without words.

After that, Sister Ting sighed and said with a gloomy face: "But I'm not so lucky, the guy named Zheng Bufan in my ward, the eggs are gone, and he is not honest, every time I change the dressing for him, he is peeping at my neckline, every time I turn my back to him, he touches my ass, and pretends not to know anything, it's so hateful, such a person deserves to become a eunuch!"

"Okay, Sister Ting, don't be angry, being a nurse, what kind of person hasn't been told, it's a big deal to react with the head nurse and let Aunt Li take care of him." An Rou smiled slightly and said.

"That's right!" Sister Ting suddenly laughed: "Aunt Li's big ass, if Zheng Bufan dares to be dishonest, Aunt Li will definitely sit on him to death!"

With that, both of them laughed happily.

"Jingle bell!" At this moment, An Rou's mobile phone rang.

"Yo, it's your Brother Yang again!" Sister Ting glanced at the notes on her phone and said with a wicked smile.

An Rou glanced at Sister Ting and connected the phone: "Hey, Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

"Xiaorou, I don't want to drink millet porridge tonight, I want to drink mung bean soup. ”

"I know, really, you didn't say it earlier, so I had to go down again. An Rou laughed and hung up the phone.

"What did you Brother Yang call you for?" Sister Ting asked very gossipily.

He said he didn't want to drink millet porridge tonight, he wanted to drink mung bean soup. An Rou pursed her lips lightly.

"That's right, then I happened to bring mung bean soup, let's change it, lest you run again." Sister Ting generously replaced the millet porridge and her mung bean soup on the Anrou dining car.

"Ah, is that okay?" An Rou couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Don't worry, Zheng Bufan, that bastard boy, the son of a rich family, these things in our hospital canteen are not looked down upon, but his father brings him delicious food every night. Sister Ting clasped her hands to her chest and said with disdain.

"Well, thank you, Sister Ting. ”

As he spoke, the elevator stopped.

"Then I'll go first, see you later!" Sister Ting smiled at An Rou, pushed the cart out of the elevator, and walked towards Zheng Bufan's ward.

A moment later, An Rou also pushed the cart into Zhang Yang's ward.

After expressing his gratitude to An Rou, Zhang Yang immediately devoured it, and the meal was solved by dividing it by two.

"I said system, what is the difference between this mung bean soup and millet porridge, are you asking me to drink mung bean soup to let me go to the fire?" Zhang Yang asked silently in his heart.

"Hehe, you'll find out later. The system smiled mysteriously.

Five minutes later, Zheng Qian walked briskly into Zheng Bufan's hospital room with two servants.

Daddy asked the chef to stew an old Dongguan hen for you tonight, and I will make up for it!"

As soon as Zheng Qian entered the door, he saw that the nurse was feeding Zheng Bufan to eat, and Zheng Bufan was glancing at Sister Ting's chest while eating.

"Son, why do you eat this kind of pig food? Hurry up and spit it out, Dad will bring you something delicious!" Zheng Bufan hurriedly stepped forward, pushed Sister Ting aside, snatched the bowl in her hand, and put it on the table.

"Oh Dad, aren't you annoying!" Zheng Bufan was peeking at the spring light on Sister Ting's chest, and was suddenly disturbed by his father, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

"You little bastard, you ...... dad so much about you" Zheng Qian was just halfway through his words, when he suddenly noticed that there was still half a bowl of millet porridge left on the table.

"Didn't you say that you want to bring mung bean soup to my son, he is injured now and can't get angry!" Zheng Qian shouted at Sister Ting.

"Right...... I'm sorry. Sister Ting's face sank and she bowed slightly to Zheng Qian.

"Oh Dad, don't scare people, I think this millet porridge tastes pretty good, especially with such a cute nurse feeding me!" Zheng Bufan glanced at Sister Ting again, and said with a face.

At this time, two of Zheng Gan's subordinates returned.

"Master, it's done!"

Zheng Qian glared at the two of them, and then waved his hand at Sister Ting: "Go out." ”

"Yes. Sister Ting couldn't wait to stay away from this little pervert and the old bastard, so she left without hesitation.

Ordering his subordinates to close the door, Zheng Qian asked in a deep voice, "How are things going?"

"Our brothers are doing things, you can rest assured, master!"

"I took advantage of the little nurse's inattention, and directly put the Broken Intestine Pill into her bowl of millet porridge, and it melted away in an instant, and no one found out!"

"Well, that's good. Zheng Qian nodded with satisfaction.

"Wait, you just said millet porridge?"