"I just accepted someone else's before, and now I'm doing this kind of thing. There is nothing more immoral than this! ”

Yan Muye seemed to have been pierced, but it wasn't embarrassing, she pointed to the water dispenser on the side, and then coughed and coughed: "When I went to buy you baked cakes just now, it was a staircase to climb up and down, because the elevator was broken and was being repaired." ”

"You know how tall our building is, it's really exhausting to death! Now can you trouble the famous Dr. Luo Jiubai to pour a glass of water for me to drink at the water dispenser? ”

"I'm dying of thirst if I don't drink water now!"

"Really!"

Yan Muye looked serious. Luo Jiubai walked to the water dispenser, and after a while, he poured a glass of water for Yan Muye. Yan Muye hurriedly picked up the water cup and took a sip, but soon heard Luo Jiubai still ask the question in his mouth: "Do you think that the master just likes you?" ”

"I think Miss Yan is also underestimating certain things, nothing more than being too arrogant."

"If this is also a liking, then that liking is too heavy, so heavy that Miss Yan may not be able to give the same affection to her master in her life."

"This can be regarded as my reckless comment today, and I hope you don't take it to heart."

Luo Jiubai didn't want to listen to the answer given by Yan Muye. After he said this, he quickly changed the subject.

Only Yan Muye was left savoring the words that Luo Jiubai had just said: "Do you think that the master just likes you?" ’

Isn't it liked??

If Leng Fu Xiao doesn't like himself, what kind of feelings is it?

In addition to liking, Yan Muye immediately thought of love in her mind.

Approximately...... It can't be love.

Love is too heavy for a person.

It was so heavy that Yan Muye was a little afraid to accept it, and he was also afraid of failing his feelings.

…

"After the master wakes up, you try to spend as much time with him as possible to stabilize his emotions. The heights are cold, and he is quite lonely by himself. ”

Yan Muye: "Well, I know this. I'll spend more time with him. ”

"It's just that the results of this operation really depend on the follow-up?"

"What if the subsequent recovery is not ideal? Is there any other way? ”

Luo Jiubai's cold face gradually turned cold: "As a doctor, you naturally have to be realistic when you speak. If the subsequent recovery of the master is not too ideal, then think of some other ways. Cancer has always been one of the problems in the medical community, and now so far there is no complete cure for medical development to this point, and most people can only prevent it. ”

"I will find a way to cure my master, which can be regarded as a challenge to myself."

Yan Muye's expression also became solemn: "It turned out that it wasn't as smooth as I thought, but it doesn't matter, you just have to do your best." I believe that a person like Leng Fu Xiao who is blessed with a great life will definitely be able to survive a catastrophe and not die, and there will be a blessing in the future. ”

"I will take good care of him in the hospital for the next few days and wait for him to wake up. If there is anything else going on in his body, I hope you can tell me in time. ”

"If I can help you, just tell me, we only have one common purpose now, and that is to make Leng Fu Xiao recover."

"It's not just something you want to do, it's something I want to do."