Ye Lan lowered his head and glanced at his clothes. In order to have a more graceful posture when he fell to the ground after being thrown away, he deliberately found a perfect angle.
The price was that his clothes were stained with sewage and mud, making them a mess.
Ye Lan decided to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes.
On the way back to the dormitory, Ye Lan did not forget to maintain his character. He kept calling Gu Likuang and sending frantic messages, but of course nothing happened.
But Ye Lan kept persevering until he called the thirty-seventh call and heard "The phone you dialed has been turned off...", and he stopped doing this.
"Really, please turn off your phone earlier."
He was obviously the one who harassed Gu Li, but instead he seemed to be harassed by Gu Li. Ye Lan frowned slightly: "Do you know how much of my phone bill was wasted?"
"Forget it, anyway, Lin Qingshu transferred five hundred yuan to me, so I'll treat it as reimbursement."
Ye Lan then sent a text message to Yan Qingxue's assistant, and then finally put down the phone: "Go take a shower."
Five minutes later, Ye Lan came out wiping her wet hair. She didn't even put on a bath towel. There was no hair on her body, only crystal water drops slowly dripping from her smooth skin.
He was the only one in the dormitory now, so it was naturally more casual.
Ye Lan picked up the phone and took a look at it, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "No reply?"
Did he wash it too quickly, or did Yan Qingxue tell his assistant to ignore him?
Finally, Ye Lan concluded angrily: "They are all dogs!"
In Changheng Hospital, the assistant was helping Yan Qingxue process information.
There is no way, most doctors' messages are appointments for patients, mixed with some gratitude and gratitude, and a very small amount of insults. But Yan Qingxue is completely different. A few of them are appointments, and most of them are harassing text messages.
There are countless invitations for meals, dates, meetings, etc.
What's more, they will also post photos of private parts...
When Ye Lan met Yan Qingxue for the first time, she commented that "she is not suitable to be a doctor", which is actually quite pertinent in a sense.
The special points don't stop there. Generally speaking, doctors' assistants should be men, because men will be extra careful and serious when handling these messages.
But Yan Qingxue's assistant cannot do that. She must be of the same sex, otherwise she may not be able to resist her charm and become an assistant who cheats on her.
However, even if you are of the same sex, you are not without the risk of being turned away...
Finally, Mou Ping finished processing the information and stood up to report to Yan Qingxue.
Yan Qingxue remained silent from beginning to end. She just listened silently, as quietly and beautifully as a sculpture. She would only occasionally nod slightly to show that she understood.
Until Mou Ping said this: "That Mr. Wang wants to make an appointment again..."
"Didn't you tell her?" Yan Qingxue's thin lips parted lightly.
Mou Ping shuddered.
Here it comes again, the sound that can make one's ears pregnant.
Fortunately, she has a boyfriend, otherwise there is no guarantee that she will not be tempted by Doctor Yan as time goes by.
Mou Ping shook her head, getting rid of the weirdness in her mind, and replied: "I have said it many times, but Mr. Wang just insists on..."
Yan Qingxue's eyes were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes.
The Wang was a well-known rich man here, but he was seriously ill and spent a huge amount of money to save her.
She can't be saved.
She could only delay the death of Mr. Wang. She had done her best, but she would still come to her once a week just to ask if her condition was getting better.
No matter how tactful he is, the result will be cruel, but Mr. Wang still refuses to give up.
Yan Qingxue could see that she was burning money to get some comfort, as if the more money she spent, her serious illness would one day get better.
This is a complete terminal illness, from body to heart, from outside to inside.
Dealing with these people every day, she herself gradually became hopeless...
Yan Qingxue's thin lips parted slightly: "Then make an appointment and let her come next week."
"Okay." Mou Ping didn't have as many ideas as Yan Qingxue, she just wanted to be herself.
At this time, the tablet in her hand suddenly made a soft sound.
Mou Ping was slightly startled. This message meant that someone had contacted her personal contact information. But her family and friends knew that it was her working time and would not disturb her. So who could it be?
"Ye Lan?"
Mou Ping looked at this strange name and was confused. She didn't know this person.
She ignored the text message and planned to ask the other party after get off work.
"What did he say?"
"He said, 'Doctor Yan, you are free this afternoon...', huh?!" Mou Ping suddenly realized in the middle of the sentence, is this someone Dr. Yan knows?
In this case, why did Doctor Yan not let Ye Lan add his own contact information, but instead gave it to hers?
Mou Ping couldn't figure it out and continued: "...Can you come out for a meal?"
Date invitation!
Mou Ping is very familiar with this format, it is a relatively subtle invitation.
Doctor Yan... is in love?
Thinking of this, Mou Ping raised her head and glanced at Yan Qingxue in disbelief. She saw that her face was expressionless, like a Buddha statue without emotions.
Mou Ping shook her head subconsciously, not really believing that such a person could fall in love.
"time and location."
"Ah..." Mou Ping took a breath of cold air and her eyes almost popped out.
Damn it! Doctor Yan actually agreed to the dinner invitation?
Ye Lan.
Yan Qingxue put her hands on the table, against her perfectly curved chin, and muttered these two words in her mind.
Ye Lan's bright smile appeared involuntarily.
Enthusiastic, sunny, lively...
It is completely different from those dying people who are trying to survive.
Just imagining that staying with such a boy would seem to be a cure.
[Yan Qingxue’s favorability has increased, currently: 5%.]
Mou Ping was about to tell the time and place when Yan Qingxue said lightly: "Forget it."
"Huh?" Mou Ping became confused again. Wasn't he planning to agree just now?
But she didn't ask any more questions. She just did what the doctor said.
"All the news has been processed..."
"Yes." Yan Qingxue's voice was gentle and distant, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard." Mou Ping shook again, hugged the tablet and left the office quickly.
She needs to quickly find her lovely boyfriend and correct her somewhat bent sexual orientation.
Bang.
The office door was gently closed.
Yan Qingxue looked away. After she was alone at this moment, the picture in her mind suddenly turned upside down.
It was a picture of a young, healthy boy being disemboweled under her hands, gradually turning into a rotting body like those who were dying...
Yan Qingxue's throat rolled, and she seemed to let out a low sigh: "It's really hopeless..."
She had already fallen into the deepest quagmire, and no one could save her.
The only thing that can be done is to actively stay away from those who try to step into the quagmire, lest they...
There will be no recovery, and it will rot until death.