He thought that Lin Jing couldn't see it, but he didn't know that his small movements were fully watched by Lin Jing, but he just pretended not to see it.

Lin Jing was in a place where her boyfriend couldn't see, and her eyes glanced at the direction where Yu Meng disappeared with resentment.

She won't let Yu Meng succeed!

Whether it's a family or a man, don't think about it when you want to succeed!

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After saying that Yu Meng returned home, he warmed up the meal and took it to the clinic, ready to eat with Song Lianzhou.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw that Song Lianzhou was treating a suppurative wound for an old man, she moved her eyebrows, put the food aside and asked Song Lianzhou, "Do you need me to take anything?" ”

"No, you don't."

Song Lianzhou replied without raising his head.

Looking at Song Lianzhou's focused back, Yu Meng felt a little admiration in his heart.

He looks at the cleanliness fetish very seriously, but whether it is treating the wounds of the patients or treating the disease, he will never dislike the patients for not paying attention to hygiene and the like.

If it were her, she wouldn't have been able to do this.

[So you can't be a doctor!] 】

The Fuqiang came out.

Yu Meng was too lazy to take care of the Fuqiang number that existed in the daily brush, and a pair of eyes fell tightly on Song Lianzhou's hands, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt that those hands were pleasing to the eye, especially when dealing with wounds......

[Meng Meng, it turns out that you still have hand control! ] 】

Why didn't she notice this trait when she was on a mission with her before?

It knew that Yu Meng was a little voice-controlled.

When you hear a nice sound, you can't walk.

'This is different, don't you think Song Lianzhou's hands are very powerful? ’

and can deal with wounds, and can mend sews and seams, these hands ...... If only she could have it.

[Mengmeng, your mind is a little dangerous. 】

Fuqiang opened his mouth vigilantly, always paying attention to Yu Meng's mental dynamics, for fear that she would be a pervert and have the desire to cut Song Lianzhou's hand.

I'm just saying, can I really chop his hand? ’

That's against the law.

Moreover, chopping it off doesn't match her arm, she's crazy to do that.

She's not a pervert with a special collecting fetish.

Seeing that Yu Meng's sanity was still there, Fuqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

[That's good, you keep watching, I'm going to play with Ziqiang]

Every time it mentions self-improvement, Yu Meng wants to mock it.

The name of their system is quite positive, rich and self-reliant, will democracy and friendship have to emerge another day?

When Yu Meng complained about the Fuqiang, Song Lianzhou glanced back at her: "Do you want to eat first?" ”

It will take a while for this wound to be treated, and it is estimated that the food will be cold by then.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you to eat together."

Seeing that Yu Meng insisted, Song Lianzhou didn't let her eat first.

Yu Meng had nothing to do, and gossip rose in her heart: "Do you know who I met when I just went home to cook?" ”

"Who?"

Song Lianzhou didn't look up, but continued to deal with it.

After the old man's wound was scalded last time, he treated it, but he didn't pay attention when he got home, which caused suppuration, making it a little difficult for him to deal with.

"Lin Jing, bring back a boyfriend and drive a car, it seems that she is quite rich."

At the mention of Lin Jing, Song Lianzhou lost the desire to continue talking to Yu Meng, and only listened quietly to Yu Meng's chatter there: "She asked me to tell you that she didn't come here to work, and her boyfriend arranged for her to work in the hospital in the town." ”

"Oh."

Song Lianzhou replied to Yu Meng with a word without any emotion.