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Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read.

In order to promise a book friend's happy ending, I deliberately wrote an unwarranted afterword

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Yang Mo, an intern doctor in a tertiary hospital in a city, thought in his heart, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, walked towards the duty room, and heard two little nurses gossiping.

"Really? Is that man really rich and handsome? โ€

"Of course, it is said that he used to be a doctor?"

"Really? It's really courageous to be a doctor first and then go to the sea. It's just that it's really that handsome, there are a lot of rich people who come to our hospital, and they all look like that. โ€

When Yang Mo heard such novel gossip, he couldn't help but stop and pricked up one ear to listen.

Another person: "So handsome, handsome, eyelashes, so long, when I went to the gastroenterology department to send a consultation application, he looked at me, ouch, my little heart liver is about to break." That look, tsk, I really should be a star, I look too much like my family! โ€

One asked, "Who is Fanfan?" โ€

"Stupid! Fan Fan is Wu Yifan," Yang Mo suddenly interjected, startling several people.

Nurse A stroked her chest and said, "Momo, people are scary and scared to death." โ€

Another person also patted his chest and said, "I thought it was the director who came to make a ward round, really!" โ€

Yang Mo's hair is naturally curly, her skin is white and tender, she has a pair of pretty Danfeng eyes, and a small dimple on her cheeks when she laughs, like a delicate doll.

At this moment, her eyes were like a bloodthirsty wolf smelling blood, and she squinted and said, "I was born with a gossip detector, as long as you mention it, I don't need to hear it, I can smell it." โ€

The three of them threw a disdainful look at each other.

Yang Mo smiled for a while and asked, "Hey, I'm also one, go on." โ€

Nurse A said: "I asked my sister who was digesting, and said that he had an irregular diet and rest, and his stomach ulcer hurt so much that he fainted. It's so distressing. โ€

"Don't you read the newspaper? This person's company has only recently acquired three shopping malls in Jiahua's East City, which are being renovated, and they must be busy with their feet not touching the ground, and they will not have a good rest...... Hey, Momo, where are you going? โ€

"Bad stomach? I thought it was a bad kidney, so I didn't listen to it, nothing unusual. Yang Mo waved his hand and walked back disdainfully.

The little nurse hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Blessed and shared, let's go, let's go and admire the demeanor of 'Fanfan'!" โ€

Yang Mo hurriedly held her hands and prayed: "Sister, I'm 36, hurry back to sleep!" โ€

Those few people allowed Yang Mo to be a deserter, dragged down two flights of stairs, and walked to the VIP ward, Yang Mo picked up the crack in the door, and looked at the man standing with his back to the door, who seemed to be talking on the phone, and looked at the figure was very good, more than 180.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly, hearing the director's roar of a Hedong lion, the little nurses were excited and hurriedly pulled Yang Mo away, but Yang Mo seemed to be stumped by some force, just looked at it, and with a force on his hand, the door was not locked, and Yang Mo broke in.

The people in the door turned their heads when they heard the movement, the pair of familiar and unfamiliar faces, healthy wheat-colored skin, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, just a glance, but it seemed to be a glance for ten thousand years, and the clenched hand seemed to wait for a few lifetimes for a long time, and then refused to relax for half a minute. Reading, a better reading experience.