Ling Yiren just stepped into the duty room and two young nurses ran away from her. It was not her sensitiveness, but their ambiguous eyes were really obvious. Xiaoling took the record form from her without saying a word. Although Ling Yiren usually doesn't speak much, her colleagues' relationship is still harmonious. What happened overnight? She inexplicably received a wave of hostility from all directions.

"Mr. Qin, have you had any discomfort reactions recently?" Director Lin checked his leg injury, "The wound heals faster than ordinary people, and you have a good physique."

"I've been too proud. I usually pay more attention to exercise. Like Nurse Ling, I insist on morning exercises every day." Qin Haoran's casual promise made people feel that they were very familiar with each other.

How did he know that he had morning exercises every day? Ling Yiren's ostentatiously went to him, and happened to collide with his gaze, and she quickly shifted her gaze.

Director Lin understood and smiled, "Morning exercises are good, you should stick to it. My old bones are also tough, but I have given a lot of blessings for morning exercises."

"Director Lin, I don't know if the wound healed too quickly. Recently, my skin was itchy and a little uncomfortable." Qin Haoran was really in pain, just like an ant was causing trouble on his body, which was much more uncomfortable than a simple pain.

"It's okay, this is a normal phenomenon. I will prescribe some anti-itch ointment for you later. Nurse Ling, please wait and apply it to him later." The doctor looked at his watch, "I made an appointment with a patient, and you can complete the rest of the work for me."

As soon as the doctor left, Qin Haoran suddenly covered his stomach and looked uncomfortable and was about to die. Ling Yiren half-believed and half-doubted, and he looked at it. There was nothing unusual about the wound. Qin Haoran leaned over and approached her ears, "Sorry, I was a little itchy just now, and it's okay now."

After knowing that he was teased, Ling Yiren was indignant, "Mr. Qin, this is a hospital, not a place for you to joke about."

With anger, a knife hidden in her eyes, she was incompatible with the angel described as gentle and kind. Qin Haoran pulled open the quilt and sat up suddenly, only one step away from her, "Smile!"

Those eyes...

Ling Yiren was shocked and scared away the paper in her hand. Her anger was superficial. Qin Haoran's anger emanated from her heart, especially those eyes full of resentment, which made her unable to forget for three years! But it was their first meeting half a month ago, and there was no holiday. Where did his hatred come from?

He was just a stranger. After confirming this idea, Ling Yiren became calm and bent down to pick up the paper scattered on the ground. The moment she lowered her head, Qin Haoran's eyes became even stronger. After a few seconds, she looked up and Qin Haoran changed into a smile, "Nurse Ling, you are too serious! You should smile more, look at how scared you Xiao Yiling."

Xiaoling, who was stunned by the side, pulled the corners of her mouth awkwardly. She thought they were going to quarrel, but she was scared by him, or to be precise, she was scared by them. After that, the two of them asked questions and answered without any extra questions. This kind of routine feeling was more like a young couple who had just finished the quarrel and quarrel.

The head nurse's decisive style became more and more intense after she came out of the ward. She sorted out the rehabilitation feedback form, which was originally the end of the month, but the work was ahead of the beginning of the month. Xiaoling did not dare to detonate the bomb, and waved her sleeves to the friend who was about to bring her snacks outside the door.

"Nurse Ling!"

The noise on the desktop continued to continue Ling Yiren had to raise her eyes, not wanting to see that face very much, "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Haoran stood on tiptoe and leaned towards her, "What are you doing? I called you several times but you didn't hear it."

"Sorry, sir, what's wrong with you? We are very busy at work and don't have time to chat with you..." In fact, what Ling Yiren wanted to say was nonsense, but she changed her mouth when she spoke.

"Director Lin said he had prescribed a ointment for me. I want to ask why I haven't given it to me for so long?" Seeing that the other party was not chatting with him, Qin Haoran also returned to the topic.

Oops, I forgot about this matter, Ling Yiren stood up and nodded to apologize, "Sorry, sir, this is my mistake in my work. I'll take it to you right away."

"You said sorry to me within one minute. Chief Nurse Ling, do I have a face that likes to make people apologize?" Qin Haoran didn't like to hear her say sorry, as if she had separated them by a line.

Ling Yiren closed the notebook and replied politely: "I'm sorry, I will pay attention to the words in the future. I'm sorry to make you feel this way."

She knew it was a crime to anger Qin Haoran and not to continue the topic. She should have succeeded. He didn't say anything anymore and turned around. In orthopedics, he limped alone. Ling Yiren used his eyes to signal Xiaoling to support him. He looked like eyes growing behind him, and a sentence floated slowly, "I'll go by myself."

The trouble was not as easy as she thought. A few minutes later, Xiaoling ran over in dismay, with a little anger, "Captain Nurse, Mr. Qin, let you go over."

Qin Haoran half lifted his shirt and lay on the bed looking for trouble. Ling Yiren took a breath and walked over, "Mr. Qin, is there anything wrong?"

"Xiaoling's unskilled technique hit my wound, so you might as well do it." Qin Haoran handed her the ointment.

There were signs of cracking between the intercostals, but Ling Yiren didn't believe it was Xiaoling's mistake. It should have been the wound that his crutch had just been ground. Ling Yiren took the ointment and looked at Xiaoling. She stood aside with aggrievedly holding her mouth, "Xiaoling is a professionally trained nurse. I believe she still has the ability to deal with abrasions. Maybe Mr. Qin's walking just now had the wound. If you have anything to do in the future, some of us will come over."

But the person who came here was not you. She seemed to not take this move. Qin Haoran still didn't say it. Her skillful technique was impeccable, but the cold hands had no feelings at all, and it was even less warm than the last time she applied medicine. Qin Haoran subconsciously grabbed Ling Yiren who was about to leave after taking medicine and took her into her arms. Her hands were astonishingly powerful, and no matter how she broke free, it would be futile.

Her body was pressing against his wound, and Ling Yiren dared not make too much movement, "What are you doing? Let me go!" She could feel his powerful heartbeat, and Ling Yiren looked at the door nervously. Although Xiaoling went out, the door of the ward was wide open, and she didn't want to be a topic in other people's mouths.

"Do you hate me?" He touched too close. Ling Yiren felt his ears buzzing, disgusting his hypocritical image as a hypocritical person. She vigorously opened the bondage on her chest, but when she heard Qin Haoran's muffled moan, she didn't dare to move anymore.

Ling Yiren froze in his arms like a puppet, silently expressing how much she hates him, but she dared not say it out loud. She didn't dare to reject anyone again three years ago. She just kept herself down and did not attract anyone's attention.

"But I like you, I love you at first sight."

Ling Yiren stared at his eyes for a long time, and Qin Haoran took the initiative to move away from his eyes. She snorted coldly, "Mr. Qin, you said you like me, but you were disgusted in your eyes."

His heartbeat was accelerating, Ling Yiren leaned forward slightly, Qin Haoran pushed her away, and she unexpectedly fell to the ground. Ling Yiren stood up calmly, looking at him as stiff as a stone, "Facts have proved that there are more than just his eyes and behavior, so please don't make such jokes again in the future."

The water in early autumn had not reached a refreshing coolness, but Ling Yiren was so cold that her whole body shivered. She frantically threw the water on her face, and the cold touch made her very enjoyable. Ling Yiren looked at her face in the mirror and her mood gradually calmed down. As for why Qin Haoran hated her, she had no interest or time to think about it, wiped her face and returned to the duty room to continue her work.

In the afternoon, Kong Lingya rushed over quickly and gasped in front of Ling Yiren, "You...you are in love."

Ling Yiren thought of the virus, and gossip spreads invisibly and quickly. In terms of hurting a physical torture and a psychological shackle, gossip is more terrible to her than viruses. However, viruses are real germs, gossip is mostly groundless, and Ling Yiren is too lazy to pay attention to her and too lazy to lift her eyes.

"I heard that you and a handsome guy were in the ward regardless of your image, holding hands with each other with affectionate feelings. Think about the scene, how sweet and romantic, your thousand-year-old iron tree has finally bloomed!" Kong Lingya said passionately.

Based on her too excited emotions, Ling Yiren felt it was necessary to clarify, "You believe it even if you are boring gossip."

She answered without any turbulence, and Kong Lingya was very hurt, "Hey, I'm happy, the iron tree can bloom and sows can be climbed! Ling Yiren, are you really planning to contribute a relic after your death?"

She always speaks without any restraint and is not surprised by Ling Yiren, and waves her hand to ask her to do whatever she should do.

It's so boring, Kong Lingya pressed her hand, "Go to climb the mountain on Sunday, it's rare that we will have a day to rest together." Ling Yiren wanted to speak but stopped. Kong Lingya blocked her work and forced her attention. "You are not allowed to say that she has no time. You know, if you don't go, Chen Zhonglei won't go either. You said you want to be my matchmaker and a gentleman promise, unless you want me to contribute a relic after death."

I don't remember when I said that I wanted to be the matchmaker between them, Kong Lingya just held this sentence and would hold her as her companion every time they went out. I didn't want to be chanted to death by her, Ling Yiren nodded helplessly. Kong Lingya popped on her face a few times and jumped away. She was not ashamed of being the one who was running to the three.

This is the real reason why she came to find her, but she has been chasing Chen Zhonglei for three years and has not made any progress yet. Is she a matchmaker not doing enough?

The next day, the young nurses' eyes were still as sharp as the torch. She was not interested in how yesterday's incident was fueled by someone with urgency. Ling Yiren just did her duty. In fact, Qin Haoran's likes were not the truth. That sentence was not warm, so why bother to care! However, Qin Haoran was indeed unexpected when he was transferred to the hospital last night. As for the reason, she didn't want to know, and the rumors in the hospital would fade with time.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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