Ling Yiyang hadn't seen Su Xiaomi in a white coat like this for a long time.

She's too thin, and she's still the same as before, but the size S white coat can be worn by her out of the XL size.

But she is so thin, but she has a cute baby fat cheeks.

The years have not left any traces on her face.

As soon as Ling Yiyang sat down, he looked at her without saying a word, quietly, and intently.

Su Xiaomi's hand writing the medical records suddenly felt a sense of tension that there was nowhere to put it, the more this happened, the more she pretended to be very calm, and smiled sweetly at him, "Doctor Ling, you are a doctor yourself, why did you come to me to see a doctor?" ”

Once, Su Xiaomi often fantasized that she could also go out alone to see patients, and when she was a serious doctor, Ling Yiyang would no longer say that she was stupid.

Then she could stand proudly and confidently beside him, shoulder to shoulder with him.

She is now finally able to visit the clinic on her own and see patients.

Finally, one day, she was no longer his wife.

Su Xiaomi's grief was not only melancholy, but also guilt.

She turned all her emotions into a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, not wanting Ling Yiyang to see her thoughts.

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and slapped the medical records on the table, "What, you open a Chinese medicine hall, what kind of patients do you have to screen first?" Can't doctors come to see you? ”

"Of course not."

Su Xiaomi took his medical record, only to see that nothing was filled in on it, so she asked again:

"Name, age, address, phone number."

Ling Yiyang asked rhetorically, "Don't you know?" ”

"I'm sorry." Su Xiaomi said deliberately, "I don't know, please tell me, or please fill it in yourself?" ”

Ling Yiyang gritted the groove of his back teeth and reported his information to her one by one.

She wrote it down in her medical notebook and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Doesn't Chinese medicine have to take the pulse first?" Ling Yiyang stretched out a strong and powerful arm, "You give me a pulse." ”

Su Xiaomi looked at him for a few seconds, and put her fingers on him without saying a word.

She usually takes the patient's pulse, and within ten seconds, she can roughly tell whether the patient's pulse seems to be sinking or rising.

But today, looking at Ling Yiyang's pulse, her heart couldn't calm down, and her mind was not on this pulse, she only felt that the pulse under her fingers was calm and powerful, and it was beating faster and faster, just like her deer's heartbeat.

"Doctor Ling is not sick." She withdrew her hand and didn't look at him again, "You don't have to look at it." ”

"You're mistaken." Ling Yiyang also stretched out his other hand, "Take it again." ”

Su Xiaomi gave him another check, this time her heart was calmer, and she took it seriously, his pulse beat very strongly, and it looked like a very strong pulse in his body.

"No disaster, no disease." She said, "It's all good." ”

"Really?" Ling Yiyang said, "But I don't think I'm comfortable. ”

"Where is it uncomfortable."

"It hurts here." Ling Yiyang frowned and looked at her, "It hurts, it hurts." ”

As he spoke, Ling Yiyang had already leaned forward, moved closer to her, took her hand, and landed on his chest, "Doctor Su, it's sick, it's very sick. Can't you feel it? ”

The sound of a powerful heartbeat came from the palm of her hand.

She panicked for a moment, and was about to withdraw her hand, but Ling Yiyang grabbed it tighter, letting her keep touching his chest.

"Can't you really feel it?"

"Forgive me for not being a good doctor." Su Xiaomi's hand was withdrawn, and she lowered her head and no longer dared to look at him, "There is really no way to treat you." You'd better go somewhere else. ”

Soon, she was on the computer and clicked on the next registered patient.

Outside the clinic, there was a loud sound: Patient No. 7 is invited to go to Clinic No. 2.

Then, the patient's family pushed a middle-aged man in a wheelchair in, and as soon as he came in, he shouted "Hello to Dr. Su", and then talked about the family's paralysis.

Su Xiaomi looked at Ling Yiyang, who was sitting there, and didn't know how much courage it took to pretend to be indifferent, "You can go out." ”

Ling Yiyang hooked his lips, a slight pain flashed on his lips, but he got up decisively and left.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Su Xiaomi's gaze dimmed.

She felt guilty and blamed herself.

But she can't give him a future, so what can she do?

It's better to let him suffer completely.

Once it hurts, maybe you can let it go.

She felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't do it, but she had to cheer up when the patients came to see her......

Su Xiaomi thought that Ling Yiyang would not come to her Chinese medicine hall again.

However, on the third day, Friday, he hung up her again.

This time, he was really sick.

In order to see a doctor at her place, he made himself have a fever of forty degrees.

When Su Xiaomi saw Ling Yiyang again, she found that he was different from usual, his mental state was not good, his eyes were drooping, and he was listless.

At that moment, Su Xiaomi's heart was tightened, and her eyebrows were also frowned.

What's wrong with him?

As soon as Ling Yiyang sat down at her desk, seeing her frowning, he said lightly, "What, Doctor Su doesn't allow me to come here to see a doctor?" ”

"What's wrong with you?" Su Xiaomi asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Ling Yi raised his lips and sneered, "Doctor Su will also care about me?" ”

Seeing his listless appearance today, Su Xiaomi was extremely worried, "I'll show you, stretch out your hand." ”

Ling Yiyang obediently stretched out a hand.

Her hand was on his wrist, and when she touched it, it was terrifyingly hot.

It seemed that he had a high fever, so she took him a thermometer, measured it, and looked at it a few minutes later, which startled her.

Firing at forty degrees, how is this done?

She asked, "Do you have a sore throat?" With my mouth open, I look to see if my throat is inflamed. ”

Ling Yiyang obediently opened his mouth again.

But it wasn't big, and she couldn't see clearly, so she had to get up and lean, and took a small flashlight to shine it, but she still couldn't see clearly.

She had to bend down and come closer, "open a little more." ”

At this time, Ling Yiyang suddenly stretched out his long arms, hooked her waist, and hugged her over.

As soon as he held her, he rested his head on her belly, like a helpless child.

As soon as Su Mi struggled, he became even more helpless, and even his voice was weak, "Let me hold it for a while, just for a while, don't move." ”

In an instant, Su Xiaomi's heart city completely collapsed.

She raised her hand, originally wanting to hug him and comfort him.

But the hand that was raised did not fall in the end.

"I'll prescribe some fever reducers for you first."

"I don't take fever-reducing pills."

"And what do you want?" Su Mi was a little helpless about him.

He looked up and met her eyes.

Su Xiaomi felt the force with which he hooked her waist was much smaller, and at this moment, she stepped back and widened the distance between her and him.