Wen Yizhen may suspect that his ears are hallucinating, and after the man spit out two words in his voice firmly, he said in an indifferent tone that does not eat the fireworks in the world, and said, "You are sick, avoid raw and cold food." ”

The tone is no different from usual at first glance, but as a small hair, Wen Yizhen knows him too well, and it can be called coaxing when he listens carefully.

“…… Wouldn't your conscience hurt to refuse a patient's small request so ruthlessly? ”

When a person is sick, not only will his temper become so pampered and arrogant, but his taste will also change.

Mingge really wanted to eat ice cream, so he discussed with the man, "I'll just eat one bite, how about it?" ”

She gestured to the "one" with her fingers.

The girl's lips were red after eating the porridge, her cheeks were bloody, like a withered red rose blooming again with a moving brilliance, and her glassy pale eyes looked at him without blinking, which was really hard to refuse.

“…… Good. Gong Yeyan's eyebrows remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "But you have to finish the porridge first." ”

"No problem!"

The thought of being able to eat cold and sweet ice cream right away, Ming Ge was full of the power of the wilderness!

Wen Yizhen, "......"

It was the first time he had met someone who could make a change of day.

Who is this girl sacred?

Wen Yizhen bypassed the small hall of the luxurious single ward and came to the inner room, only to see a girl dressed in blue and white stripes sitting on the hospital bed, her black curly hair scattered casually and lazily, revealing a white and bright face.

Seeing Ming Ge, two words came to Wen Yizhen's mind:

No wonder.

With Wen Yizhen's eyes, judging from this face alone, he is not inferior to Shen Bijun, the once peerless palace aunt, and is completely worthy of the palace night banquet that can make countless women flock to it with his appearance.

Gong Yeyan sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, the cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up, revealing his delicate and smooth wrists, and his long fingers pinched the spoon and fed it to the girl's mouth.

Wen Yizhen couldn't see any expression on his face, but he couldn't control it...... The shock of the gaffe.

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared, Ming Ge swallowed the porridge in his mouth before saying, "The doctor is here." ”

Gong Yeyan turned his head and saw Wen Yizhen, his face was not shocked, and there was no trace of embarrassment that was broken, "You are here." ”

Wen Yizhen put away the expression on his face in an instant, and returned to a warm and jade-like appearance, "Ah Yan, don't you want to introduce me?" ”

Gong Ye Yan said, "He is Wen Yizhen, a disciple of Professor Smith. ”

A trace of surprise crossed Ming Ge's eyes, if this Dr. Wen was Professor Smith's senior apprentice, wouldn't it be possible to invite Professor Smith to treat Ming Ci?

"Hello, Dr. Wen." Mingge greeted politely.

Wen Yizhen smiled warmly and replied, "Hello Miss, I don't know what to call it?" ”

"My surname is Ming, just call me Mingge."

How could Wen Yizhen really call it that, glancing at the palace night banquet's increasingly indifferent face, he chose a reserved and polite title, and said with a smile, "Miss Ming." ”

Although Ming Ge decided to use the medical god card to heal Mingci, it would be better if Professor Smith was able to make a move......

Her beautiful eyes rolled, "Dr. Wen, I have a reluctant request, I wonder if you can introduce Professor Smith for me?" ”

&; Wen Yizhen laughed silently.

I see.

"Absolutely."

"Thank you so much."

Wen Yizhen's gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were handsome, and his eyes under the lenses showed a meaningful smile, "You're welcome, there is someone else you should really thank." ”

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