In the hospital consultation room, my friend Song Wanwan was treating people.

"Late, late!" Through the curtain, Qin Feiyu called her softly.

Hearing her friend's voice, Song Wanwan responded through the curtain: "Why are you here?" ”

"Wanwan, I miss you!" Qin Fei replied half-coquettishly.

"......" Hearing this, Song Wanwan's busy hands paused slightly.

has known each other for many years, Song Wanwan knows Qin Feiyu very well, and every time she says this to her, she is wronged and has nowhere to confide.

"You go up to the bench at the back of the hospital and wait for me, I'll be here in a moment!" Song Wanwan continued to see the patient in front of her as she spoke, her tone full of tenderness.

"Hmm!" Qin Feiyu responded and left the consultation room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I let you see the joke!" Song Wanwan said to the man in front of her with an apologetic face.

"It's fine!"

Song Wanwan responded, and tied the bandage on Fu Jingye's arm with both hands.

"That's it! Although there is no problem this time, I still remind you not to take off the sling so willfully next time, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, although your injury is not serious, but it is also necessary to recuperate, so as not to leave some bad sequelae! Song Wanwan kindly reminded,

"Okay, I got it! I'm sorry for you today! Fu Jingye put down the rolled up shirt sleeves and said politely.

"Nothing, this is what I should do!" Song Wanwan responded with a polite smile.

Fu Jingye turned to leave, and Song Wanwan began to sort out the medical tools he had just used.

At this time, Fu Jingye, who had already walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and Song Wanwan was puzzled, "What's wrong, Mr. Fu?" Is the bandage too tight? Or ......"

"Your friend's voice is a lot like someone I know! Can you tell me what's her name? Fu Jingye turned the corner and asked Song Wanwan for confirmation, and his intuition told him that he had never heard it wrong.

"Qin Feiyu!" Song Wanwan didn't think so much, and directly reported her name.

Hearing this, the corners of Fu Jingye's lips hooked slightly, he didn't say anything more, and left.

Song Wanwan packed up the medical tools, washed her hands, and strode to the backyard.

On the bench in the backyard of the hospital, Qin Feiyu sat alone, looking at the crowd in front of him, feeling melancholy in his heart.

Since she was a child, she has always been very strong, and she has always been able to get her hands on the things she likes, so that in the matter of liking Yu Chenyi, even if she knew that he liked her half-sister, she never thought of giving up.

It's a pity that Yuchen also loves Qin Qinxi in his heart.

In fact, at the beginning, although Yu Chen didn't like her, she didn't hate her either, but since three years ago, she tried every means to force Qin Qinyan to go abroad, and after he knew about it, she never gave him a good look again.

He hated her for breaking up him and Qin Qinxi, he hated this business marriage that was forced to marry her, and he hated her even more......

"Whisper!"

Song Wanwan's arrival interrupted Qin Feiyu's thoughts.

"Late, late!" Qin Feiyu, who came back to his senses, hooked the corners of his lips at his friend in a white coat in front of him.

"Don't laugh, it's ugly!" Looking at the smiling face of her friend, Song Wanwan became angry, so her tone was unconsciously blunt and direct.

"......" Qin Fei pouted, looking aggrieved.

"What's the matter, is the surname Yu and that white lotus embarrassing you again?"

"It's been three years, I've always thought I'm used to it, and I've always thought I can bear it, but ......" After saying this, Qin Feiyu choked up, and for a while he was aggrieved, unwilling, and heartache, and swept violently.