Ye Lan was so scared that the plate on her hands could not hold it steady. Some oil stains were spilled out, and some of the clothes were splashed. But he didn't care about so much, so he rushed over and placed the plate on his desk.
He started to shake Yan Qingxue, who was lying on the sofa, and while shaking, he muttered: "You must not die! What should I do if you die..."
With such violent shaking, even the body would probably have to shake back for a while, let alone Yan Qingxue was intact. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to meet Ye Lan, who looked anxious, and looked at him.
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Seeing Yan Qingxue awaken, Ye Lan let out a long sigh and raised her hand and hit her on the shoulder hard: "I almost thought you were dead!"
He was not pretending to be something, but he really thought so just now, because Yan Qingxue was lying on the sofa, even his arms and long legs were hanging to the ground, and he was wearing a white coat. Look,
It looked like a piece of white cloth.
This is completely inconsistent with Yan Qingxue's character in the past, which makes Ye Lan so panicked that he thought Yan Qingxue was "dead".
Yan Qingxue's eyelids drooped for a moment, and she almost forced herself to continue to open it. Her mind was also in a daze and she had not yet woken up from her confused state.
She looked at Ye Lan for a long time before she realized what he was saying. She supported the sofa with both hands, sat up slowly, and shook her head gently at him: "Just rest."
"Rest, there is no such thing as rest..." Ye Lan's tone couldn't help but soften. Yan Qingxue's hair was messy, and her white coat was wrinkled because her front feet were still sleeping and her golden-wired glasses were also slim.
Before I put it on, the two pieces together are not as thin as others' pieces, and the whole person looks like an indescribable laziness and charm.
Besides, this soft charm is completely different from what he did after doing that. It seems very natural, and the unconscious "sense of surprise" made Ye Lan unable to take his eyes off for a while.
He has never had much resistance to beauties.
system:"……"
In a sense, the host is indeed not wrong. He is indeed a type that he wants to taste when he sees a beautiful woman. But after trying every means, he still needs to think of many ways to keep the person completely by his side. The host
But I'm tired of it and throw it away...
The difference between the two is indeed a huge difference.
Yan Qingxue did not respond to Ye Lan immediately, but turned to the table to find her glasses. Ye Lan reached out and took them to hand them to her. After she put them on, the lazy smell on her body disappeared.
It was as if glasses were the subject, but they turned back to the ascetic and cold doctor Yan.
However, there was still deep fatigue between the eyebrows and eyes, and it was conceivable how tired Yan Qingxue was.
"How many surgeries have you done?" Ye Lan sat next to Yan Qingxue.
Yan Qingxue frowned slightly, and after just a little recollection, it made her feel a pain in her mind: "Wutai."
"Why do so much?"
Yan Qingxue suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Lan, and saw that he stretched out his hands at some point and placed them on her temples, with a look of distress on his face, and muttered: "Even if you are a god."
The hand, the hospital can’t mess with you like this, right? You really treat you as a god. If you are a human being, you will be tired. What if you are exhausted?"
Ye Lan's words and deeds are really not hypocritical. He really feels sorry for Yan Qingxue. He finally gained a 99% favorability. If it was cleared like this, he probably would have the desire to "bury him for his life"!
Besides, it’s not just a problem of losing a strategy target, but the mission of this world cannot be completed. The favorability of the other four strategy targets is all gone! Moreover, his retirement time will continue to be postponed to a world later!
Thinking of this, Ye Lan became more and more angry at the people in the hospital, and his tone seemed aggrieved: "Why... what do they do?"
Yan Qingxue was a little stunned. Ye Lan...Does he feel sorry for her?
But even if Ye Lan really felt sorry for her, Yan Qingxue didn't think he had any feelings for him. Maybe he was just dissatisfied with... what belonged to him was dominated by others?
But no matter how calmly Yan Qingxue pondered Ye Lan's psychology, the corners of her lips unconsciously raised, revealing a smile: "Why are you so wronged?"
It would be fine if Yan Qingxue didn't say it, but Ye Lan's eyes became wet: "I just don't want to see you so tired."
As he said that, he laughed the next moment, and the tears just now were purely the instinctive physiological reaction after entering the play.
"Sister Yan, I brought you your favorite dish. After the operation, I must have not eaten, right? Come and eat quickly!"
Yan Qingxue looked at the plate on the desk when she heard this. She glanced at the color of the dishes and saw that these dishes... none of them were what she liked to eat.
But looking at Ye Lan's praising look, "How is it? Am I very awesome?", Yan Qingxue nodded: "Yes."
"Hmm?" Ye Lan was a little surprised, "Can she really likes to eat the food I cook casually?"
The system reminds: "Is it possible that she said so to prevent you from disappointing?"
Ye Lan paused slightly: "...It seems that there is such a possibility."
"But I really don't know what she likes to eat. All the dishes she cooks are what I like to eat, and I have no choice. Who told her not to say it?"
Ye Lan said the most classic quote from a scumbag, but when she really said it to Yan Qingxue, she changed the content: "Sister Yan, don't you dislike eating these dishes, right?"
Yan Qingxue looked calm: "I didn't even eat it, how do you know I don't like it?"
"That's good." Ye Lan laughed and turned to the system in her heart, "Look, she won't say it myself, right?"
The system has nothing to say: "..."
Warm women's volleyball dog behind!
Ye Lan sat on the armrest of the sofa, her slender legs straightened, overlapping on the ground, leisurely watching Yan Qingxue eating food she didn't like, and suddenly her eyes narrowed, and she noticed something.
Her hands were shaking.
Ye Lan asked directly: "Sister Yan, your hand..."
Yan Qingxue grabbed the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, but she was still trembling slightly. She looked calm: "There have been too many surgeries."
Suture surgery requires precision machine-like control of scalpels, needles, threads... and even Yan Qingxue, who is closest to the machine, will not be controlled by both hands after a long period of surgery.
Ye Lan's eyes rolled and she jumped up from the sofa: "Sister Yan, can I feed you?"