Chapter 6: A little drama in disguise

"Well, what are you doing? Are you here to take me home? You are so kind to people, and they are so touched. ”

It's like a tea body possessed.

Ling Xiaoyuan pretended to wipe his own tears, which did not exist at all.

And Jiang Fuxuan's appearance is an iceberg's face with a paralyzed face, "Pretend, I'll see you pretend." ”

When Ling Xiaoyuan heard Jiang Fuxuan's words, his scalp was numb, and the play still had to be performed.

"Recently, I feel that my health is good and I can be discharged from the hospital."

Ling Xiaoyuan was firm and patted his chest, like a hero riding the wind and waves, with a shining light in his eyes.

Jiang Fuxuan was flashed by Ling Xiaoyuan's dazzling gaze, Ling Xiaoyuan's gaze was a match for a kilowatt light bulb.

"Well, I'll pick you up from the hospital."

Compared with Ling Xiaoyuan's fiery enthusiasm, Jiang Fuxuan was as calm and cold as usual.

Ling Xiaoyuan jumped up happily, shouting "yes~"

Jiang Fuxuan frowned and looked Ling Xiaoyuan up and down, there was more than a little dislike in his eyes.

"This woman, maybe there is something wrong with her brain, otherwise, find a doctor and do a test?"

Ling Xiaoyuan, who was happily packing up his clothes, heard Jiang Fuxuan's words, and his original elation and fire were booming, but he was immediately extinguished by Jiang Fuxuan's words.

Ling Xiaoyuan's back stiffened, and the corners of her mouth went down, she wasn't sick in the brain, she Ling Xiaoyuan was healthy.

Ling Xiaoyuan has nothing to clean up, that is, those books, those "inspirational" books.

Jiang Fuxuan got up by chance, glanced at the books, and said disdainfully in his heart.

"Tsk, this woman, is she crazy? Now pursue xie to teach books and sustenance to the soul? ”

Ling Xiaoyuan's whole person, his back stiffened, and his whole person seemed to be petrified, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looked at the few books in his hand, and fell into deep contemplation.

"Eh, this is a book for the soul?"

Ling Xiaoyuan frowned deeply, his face full of doubt.

This yin yin is a "sacred" work that teaches women to succeed.

……

afterwards

Coming in the wind, a clear man in a white coat, with a pair of water-filled eyes, was extremely gentle.

The most striking thing is his dark purple hair.

Secondly, you will notice his peerless face.

His height is about 1.86 meters, a tall figure, but a little thin and thin.

He had unusually fair skin and was somewhat sickly.

On the contrary to his cold and honorable appearance, the corners of his good-looking lips are always with an indifferent smile, a breeze, and a spring-like smile.

Seeing him is like coming to an April day on earth.

His smile, as if in an instant, could melt the coldest mountains.

……

This is Jingcheng Hospital, a young and promising surgeon.

Ji Fengting.

Ling Xiaoyuan stared at him and fell into it in an instant, although Jiang Fuxuan's appearance was also impeccable.

However, it is very obvious, and now this beauty is indeed growing in Ling Xiaoyuan's aesthetics.

Ji Fengting walked towards Ling Xiaoyuan, and when he took a few steps away, he first stretched out his hand that was placed in his pocket.

Ji Fengting's hand, slender and fair, with a yin joint, stretched straight towards Ling Xiaoyuan.

Ling Xiaoyuan looked at the handsome guy dumbfounded, looking at Ji Fengting's outstretched hand, Ling Xiaoyuan also stretched out his hand awkwardly.

Half-handshake

In every word, he is a gentleman to the extreme.

Ji Fengting kept a certain distance from Ling Xiaoyuan, and the late wind behind him, with the fragrance of jasmine, drilled into Ling Xiaoyuan's mind.

"Hello, my name is Ji Fengting."

Ji Feng Tingfeng's voice doesn't need to be modified, Lang Lang is gentle, his voice is like the sunshine that heals, I am afraid that on a cloudy day, it will also release the budding flowers in an instant.

"Monsoon, stop? Yes, that monsoon in geography? ”

Ji Fengting, who shook hands, was stunned for a moment, and a trace of solemnity appeared in Ji Fengting's eyebrows, this cold sentence.

Inexplicably familiar and good-feeling.