readx; Ye Zhixia raised her head, and when she saw the man in white who suddenly appeared in front of her, she couldn't help but be taken aback, and blurted out: "It's you!" ”

"It's me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Qiao Shaoan thought that she knew herself because she was well-known enough in medicine and beautiful enough, and she couldn't help but burst with confidence. He raised his chin and said proudly, "If the injuries on your body were treated by other doctors, I am afraid that they will leave some scars, but fortunately you met me." ”

"Just you? Okay, huh? Ye Zhixia didn't forget that after the man's Ferrari in front of him was destroyed by his own punch, he looked graceless when he asked for compensation.

A rich second generation who is gentle, a gentleman who squanders money, what medical skills can he have?

She raised her head uneasily, looked at Yin Mochen with big eyes, and asked for advice: "Uncle, should we transfer to the hospital?" This little doctor can't seem to be trusted! ”

Little Doctor!?

Thinking that before he graduated from Harvard Medical School, countless internationally renowned hospitals threw olive branches to him, and with a patriotic heart, he came back and opened a clinic to repay the motherland and the people.

With such a selfless and lofty moral sentiment, he was almost moved by himself, and this girl didn't know how to say that he was just a little doctor?

Qiao Shaoan grinded his teeth in his heart and glared at her fiercely. It's so unpleasant to be despised by an ignorant high school student!

Seeing a certain doctor's injured expression, Yin Mochen touched the girl's head with a smile, and slowly explained: "Believe me, he is an absolute expert in medical skills. ”

You know, how many patients queue up to make an appointment and want to register his number, but not everyone has the opportunity. It is not only necessary to see Dr. Qiao's mood, but also to see if the registration fee on the appointment form does not reach seven figures.

Yin Mochen usually never praises people easily, but when it is light on his affirmation of himself, Qiao Shaoan's vanity was satisfied, and he decided not to deal with her uninformed girl.

He glanced up at the bottomed out infusion bag, took out an alcohol swab from the medicine box, and expertly pulled out the needle from the back of her hand.

Then he put on a posture of a famous doctor and told her: "In the future, you must hang two bottles of saline every day to reduce inflammation, you remember to avoid eating recently, you can't eat spicy and can't ......"

His hands were finally free, where could Ye Zhixia still listen to what he said, and hurriedly pushed away a doctor who was blocking the bed, and rushed into the bathroom.

"What is she doing?" Looking at the tightly closed door of the bathroom, Qiao Shaoan didn't know why, and frowned, "It's so frizzy, it's easy to get a back injury!" ”

Yin Mochen hooked the corners of his lips and said lightly: "I know it in my heart." Although the little girl moved quickly, she didn't let her back bump at all. Besides, if she doesn't go to the toilet again, I'm afraid this bed will suffer.

In the evening, Yin Mochen answered the phone and went out. Ye Zhixia was bored alone, so he took his mobile phone and called Song Xiyue.

"Ye Zhixia, what's going on? How did you get into the hospital? Where did it hurt, serious or not? As soon as he connected, a series of questions from Song Xiyue came from there.

"It's not a big deal, don't worry too much! The doctor said that it was all skin trauma and that he would be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Ye Zhixia replied lightly.

She didn't want Xiaoyue to worry about herself, so she deliberately said it easily.