Chapter 42 When changing dressings in the hospital, I ran into her accompanying others to see a doctor.

Author: Not as good as Yanxiang

Chapter 42 When changing dressings in the hospital, I ran into her accompanying others to see a doctor.

It seemed that Qi Yan had really moved out of Yun Qing's house. However, when Yun Qing went out every morning, she saw the shoes at the door and knew that this person was still living here.

She had left him sticky notes and sent him messages, with the intention of letting him go home and live on his own. But Qi Yan pretended not to hear or see them. He threw the sticky notes into the trash can and did not reply to the message. Yun Qing

It seemed that he was in conflict with him. He didn't touch the breakfast prepared by Qi Yan. When he went back in the evening, he saw that they had all been dumped into the trash can.

One night, she deliberately went to bed late thinking that Qi Yan would come back and explain the matter to him face to face. But in the end, she fell asleep on the sofa before Qi Yan came back. When she woke up the next day, she found that she had

He was sleeping on the bed with the quilt on, and the light in the room was still on.

After she finished shooting the magazine cover outside this morning, she was called by Yuan Shuwei again. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zong also sent him a copy of the video of her and Lin Hui in the parking lot last time.

Now, with this video in his hand, he often calls Yun Qing and asks her to accompany him to dinner and watch movies. It's a bit like a couple. But there is no intimate behavior between lovers. In Yuan Shuwei's words, this is

Out of respect for her, he would not force her to do something unless she volunteered.

She admitted that she did not want to have anything to do with him.

Yuan Shuwei smiled lightly and said: "Yun Qing, I don't want to hear these words again. I respect you, but it doesn't mean that you have the right to be willful with me."

Yun Qing was not polite, "Why don't you send the video to the media."

"What? You can't afford to play anymore?"

"I just don't want to play with you."

"Then I will send the video to the media. Are you sure Master Qi will still play with you? Or are you sure you can afford it?"

Yun Qingning thought about it and said in a resentful voice: "I will go directly to the hospital."

Yuan Shuwei was in a good mood and said, "See you later."

After hanging up the phone, Yun Qing looked at the name of the hospital sent by Yuan Shuwei. The department called Lin Bei and reluctantly went to the hospital. She deliberately drove slowly, but she still arrived. She walked into the hospital outpatient department.

Department, looking at Yuan Shuwei, standing in a gray coat among the crowds of people coming and going, he stood out.

Yuan Shuwei also saw her and waved to her. She moved her steps and walked over slowly, "Mr. Yuan."

He held the number of the Chinese medicine clinic in his hand and said to her: "Let's go."

Yun Qing followed his footsteps and walked beside him calmly and calmly. His youthful beauty and his deep elegance created a timely beauty of age difference. It seemed that it was reasonable for love to happen between the two.

Let the ordinary love between children blend into the majestic charm of the rivers and the small streams.

A few days ago, Fu Jiazhen, a leading figure in traditional Chinese medicine, came to Yishi for academic exchanges and was invited by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to sit in for two days. It was his number that was listed in the original book.

Yun Qing had naturally heard of Fu Jiazhen, who had superb medical skills. He still insisted on seeing doctors in his eighties and even went to the medical school to teach. He hoped that traditional Chinese medicine could be continued well.

There were so many patients who came to see Professor Fu Jiazhen that the professor didn't even have a lunch break. The two of them sat outside and waited for a long time before they heard Yuan Shuwei's name.

She accompanied him in. Yuan Shuwei handed over the registration form, and Fu Jiazhen looked at the two of them kindly and invited them to sit down.

Yuan Shuwei sat down on the chair next to the table, while Yun Qing sat down on the chair against the wall. She felt that the doctor's assistant looked at her in a very unfriendly way.

Fu Jiazhen took his pulse quietly, and the room was quiet. Yuan Shu's eyes stayed on the medical assistant, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, asking Mr. Fu to be your medical assistant is really overqualified."

Fu Jiazhen glanced at his youngest son next to him out of the corner of his eye, and explained with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, do you know Yin Xiao?"

The original text reads: "Knowing."

Fu Yinxiao: "I don't know."

Yun Qing looked at the strange two people. Fu Jiazhen was clear-eyed and teased: "It seems you are not very familiar with each other."

Yuan Shuwei smiled in response to the situation. Fu Yinxiao sat next to him with a cold face, listening to Fu Jiazhen's words, and typed out Yuan Shuwei's condition and prescription on the keyboard.

Yun Qing was sitting there idle, scrolling through her phone. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a young man walked in. He first nodded humbly to Fu Jiazhen, then looked at Fu Yinxiao and said, "Sir, Mr. Qi is here.

Change the dressing.”

Fu Yinxiao glanced at Yun Qing specifically, and then responded: "Yeah."

The man exited and followed the so-called Mr. Qi in. Yun Qing didn't pay attention at first, until she heard the man call: "Mr. Fu."

Yun Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt that the spine on her back had become stiff from beginning to end. She kept looking at her phone, but her eyes were distracted and unable to focus, as if apart from the fog in front of her eyes, only Qi Yan's eyes were left.

sound.

His indifferent gaze fell on Yun Qing like a ray of cold light, and his tone was cold: "You are here too."

Yun Qing stared at his right hand wrapped in gauze and hummed softly.

He turned to look at Fu Yinxiao, ignoring Yuan Shuwei, and said, "Can the dressing be changed now?"

Fu Yinxiao stood up from his seat, walked around the table and said, "Wait for me."

He went outside and asked someone to come in to replace him, and then sat with Qi Yan on the sofa to the left of the door. He removed the gauze on the back of his hand. The wound was not healing well and was somewhat infected.

He used iodophor to clean his wound and warned: "Don't you want this hand anymore? I told you that you can't do woodwork with these hands these days."

Qi Yan leaned his head against the wall, with his eyes closed. He looked lazy and said in a tired voice: "The customer is urgent. Besides, they have added money, so as long as I do it. Do you think it's OK if I don't do it?"

Fu Yinxiao said: "You decide."

He paused and continued: "Your wound is suppurating, so be careful. Besides, are you short of the money?"

Qi Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly: "It's not the first day you've met me. This little injury is just an appetizer before the meal."

As a doctor, Fu Yinxiao pressed the cotton swab in his hand hard as if he wanted to teach a disobedient patient. It hurt so much that Qi Yan immediately pushed away his hand and raised it, opened his eyes, and threatened with anger but not anger:

"Fu Yinxiao, please be gentle to me. Otherwise, I will tell Cen You everything about you."

Fu Yinxiao was not threatened by him at all. He raised a fake smile and pulled Qi Yan's hand over again, and continued to apply medicine to him. The strength on his hand did not lighten at all. Qi Yan wanted to pull his hand back, but Fu Yinxiao was

Yin Xiao tightly strangled the meridians of his wrist, and his entire right arm was in a weak state, leaving him at his mercy.

He frowned, gritted his teeth and said again and again: "Be gentle, be gentle."

Fu Yinxiao didn't pity him at all. The fingertips that pinched the meridians of his wrist pressed hard again. The pain made Qi Yan want to scream, but because there were other people in the room, he could only hold it in. The palm of his left hand

He clutched the sofa cushion tightly, as if his whole body had no strength, and his body lay limply on the sofa, with an expression on his face as if he had been beaten into convulsions.

Fu Jiazhen saw Qi Yan in such pain and said, "Yin Xiao, why are you bullying A Yan?"

Fu Yinxiao smiled: "Dad, don't worry about it. I'm just helping him."

Qi Yan put his hands behind his back and lay half of his body on the sofa. His voice was painful and ferocious: "Fu Yinxiao, doctors are kind-hearted, doctors are kind-hearted."

"If I were unkind, would I come all the way from Heng'an City to help you treat your injuries?"

"Then since you're here, can't you be nice to me?"

Fu Yinxiao relaxed his grip appropriately, suddenly raised his head to look at Yun Qing, and asked, "Miss Yun, please go outside and find a nurse to get me a circle of gauze."
Chapter completed!