Ning Feng was rich and powerful, so although he didn't suffer from any illness, he was able to stay in the hospital smoothly. Feng Xinyang didn't know that he was treating insomnia, so he kept praising him as a good brother, in order not to let Ning Feng down. Sacrifice, he launched a fierce pursuit of He Qing.
The whole hospital knew that Dr. He had a suitor, and he delivered meals three times a day, and one variety of flowers a day, and no matter how He Qing refused, he was still unrepentant, wandering around behind the young man every day. The young nurses looking straight at him wished that the person that Young Master Feng liked was themselves!
The identities of Feng Xinyang and Ning Feng were exposed after the dean rushed over with a flattering smile on his face. Ning Feng, the current CEO of Chenguang, Feng Xinyang, the young master of the Feng family in the capital, although this young master is not currently working in the Feng family's company , but he is the only one in the Feng family, and he will definitely inherit the family business in the future!
Such a perfect boyfriend, but fell in love with Dr. He, the dullest and most boring doctor in their hospital, makes those who want to become Mrs. Feng really puzzled, even though Huaguo announced that same-sex marriage can be done 20 years ago , but Young Master Feng's gossip all along seems to be girls!
Where did he see Dr. He
He Qing was writing a report, the pen was flowing freely on the paper, Feng Xinyang was lying on the side, looking at his hand, the color of jade, the first joint of the finger had some natural and moderate bending, the left hand pressed the paper, glowing healthy The micro-powdered nails are in stark contrast to the white paper, and every joint is just right, changing the venue from time to time as the young man moves.
Feng Xinyang's heart itched unbearably, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch it. He Qing frowned slightly and dodged it. Even though he was angry, he said slowly, "Mr. Feng, this is the doctor's office."
"I know." Feng Xinyang came up to him with a smile, and sat down next to the young man under his slightly frowning brows, clutching his chest, and said in a teasing tone, "My heart hurts, so I'm here to ask the doctor to take a look."
He Qing was startled, quickly put down his pen, picked up the stethoscope next to him, and said seriously, "When did it start to hurt? Sudden pain or stabbing pain? Come here, let me listen to my heartbeat."
Now Feng Xinyang was stunned, he went to see He Qing, and found that he was not joking, he really felt his heart ached, the man in fancy clothes couldn't help laughing, laughing under the blank gaze of the young doctor After waiting for a while, he said with a smile: "Hey, Doctor He, why are you so cute!"
Cute... The fair face of the young man was slightly reddish, he looked down uncomfortably, his light red lips pursed slightly, "Mr. Feng, don't talk nonsense, cute is used to describe girls..."
"Let me listen to your heart sound quickly. Heartache is not a trivial matter."
Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, Feng Xinyang suppressed a smile and began to take off his clothes. He Qing looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
"Don't you listen to your heart sounds? I'll take your clothes off for you..." Feng Xinyang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and started to untie his belt. He Qing blinked in confusion at first, then came to his senses, and quickly pressed his hand, "Then why take off your pants!"
Pressing the slightly icy fingertips on his own hands, Feng Xinyang looked down at those unbelievably beautiful hands, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes darkened a little, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Doctor, your hands are so beautiful... "
Obviously just being stared at, the young man felt as if he was being licked by something from the beginning to the end. He withdrew his hand uncomfortably, "You don't need to take off your pants. When did you start hurting?"
"From the first moment I saw the doctor..." Feng Xinyang dragged his tone.
He Qing thought for a while, and wrote on the paper: Three days after the onset of illness.
Feng Xinyang glanced at the words he wrote on the paper, he was annoyed and funny, what he said was so clear, how could this little doctor still not understand what he meant? It doesn't look like it's fake either!
"What kind of pain is that? Is it a long-term stabbing pain, or a dull pain, the kind that hurts every once in a while..." He Qing recorded it seriously on the paper, and Feng Xinyang's slightly complaining voice was next to his ear: "As soon as I see a doctor, it will hurt... If I don't see a doctor, it will hurt even more."
The young doctor put down his pen with a confused face. It hurts when he sees him, and it hurts when he doesn't see him. Isn't that just the pain all the time
"What kind of pain method?"
"The pain of losing my heart." Feng Xinyang held his chest and said solemnly, "Because the doctor stole my heart."
After finishing speaking, he stared at He Qing for one second, two seconds, three seconds... The young doctor in front of him blushed, his eyes were full of embarrassment, "Get out!"
"Doctor, don't be angry..." Feng Xinyang leaned forward ignoring He Qing's face, and opened his empty hands in front of him: "Look, I'll make a magic trick for you!"
Although he was annoyed by his words and his face was still calm, when he heard the magic trick, He Qing looked over quietly, and noticed that the corners of Feng Xinyang's mouth were raised, "Look, there is nothing in his hand..." He turned his hands over and Turning it over, under the young doctor's concentrated gaze, when turning it over again, a rose appeared out of thin air on his hand.
"For you." The handsome, nonchalant man smiled and stuffed the rose into the young man's hand, "Can you forgive me now?"
He Qing opened his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes curled up in a perfect arc, making his eyes round and round. He took Feng Xinyang's flower for the first time, and carefully poked the petals of the rose with his beautiful fingers. The young man smiled happily, "Thank you."
[Ding, Feng Xinyang's favorability: 40.]He Qing sniffed the roses, and sure enough, he didn't smell anything except the smell of artificial perfume.]
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From this day on, the relationship between the two gradually improved. Feng Xinyang found that the young man's resistance to magic was almost zero. Watching him staring at him seriously, and surprised and puzzled when the magic appeared, he felt that the distance between It's not far to take down this little doctor by yourself.
In order to go further, Feng Xinyang went in and out of the doctor's office more diligently. He Qing didn't want him to come, but the dean had no choice but to curry favor with this Young Master Feng, so he almost handed over the office to him, so he won't lose his temper The gentle doctor had to endure his harassment from time to time.
But sometimes, Feng Xinyang couldn’t see He Qing even when he came, because the young doctor who would never refuse was always the busiest person in the hospital. When he walked to the office with the cake, there was no one there. Feng Xinyang frowned, thinking about talking to the dean, a doctor is busier than the State Council!
Putting down the cake, he sat on the chair and waited boredly, when an idea popped up, Feng Xinyang looked down at the cabinets, and sure enough they were all unlocked.
Open the cabinets one by one to see if there is any private information. The first and second are some medical records from work, until the last and largest cabinet is opened.
Inside lay a assembled Gundam toy quietly. Feng Xinyang picked it up curiously and dropped it heavily in his hands. He looked up and down, wondering why He Qing put this ugly thing in the cabinet. At that time, the door of the office opened, "Dr. He! The 12-bed patient..."
— Bang! Gundam fell heavily and fell into pieces.
The head nurse looked at PG Gundam on the ground with a stiff face: "Feng, Mr. Feng, this is Dr. He's..."
Feng Xinyang looked at the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, and was also taken aback, "It's okay, I'll buy one to compensate him." Maybe then he can take the opportunity to buy a better sense of presence.
The head nurse was still stiff, "Doctor He is so precious, he takes this Gundam with him everywhere, and wipes it every day. I heard that it was bought for him by his deceased father..."
Feng Xinyang froze with an indifferent expression.
He looked down at the wreckage on the ground, people hadn't soaked in yet, if He Qing knew that he did it...
ten minutes later
He Qing squeezed his brows and pushed the door open and walked in wearily, his gaze swept the ground unintentionally, he paused, and looked at the broken Gundam on the ground in disbelief.
"Why, how could..."
He clearly put it in the closet...
Dr. Wen Tun knelt on the ground in despair, picked up the stumps bit by bit, trying to put them together, but couldn't fit them together.
"Doctor He!" Feng Xinyang pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the sad young man on the ground, he was stunned and asked him in a puzzled tone: "What's the matter? What's on the ground?"
He walked up to He Qing, the young man's eyes were slightly red, and he hugged the heavy Gundam in his arms, "... I don't know, I obviously put it away."
Feng Xinyang knelt down, helped him pick up the incomplete ground, and asked him curiously: "What is this? Can it be put back?"
"This is Gundam..." He Qing tried hard not to let himself cry, his gentle voice was full of sadness: "My father worked hard for two months, he gave it to me..."
It was the last gift for him, but now, it has become like this.
Seeing how sad he was, Feng Xinyang felt a little guilty, and he rolled his eyes: "Let me help you fight, I am the best at spelling things."
"No need... This one is very difficult, and it was broken..." Although he was very sad, He Qing still didn't want to trouble others.
Seeing him shrinking pitifully on the ground to pick up the pieces under the table, Feng Xinyang put all the broken pieces in his pocket, "It's okay, I'll put it together for you, maybe it will be finished!"
After finishing speaking, regardless of He Qing's refusal, he grabbed all the fragments in his hand, picked up the heavy Gundam and ran away: "Don't worry, Doctor He, I will definitely return you a good Gundam!"
[Ding, Feng Xinyang's favor: 42.]
Feng Xinyang rushed into the ward like a gust of wind, and threw the parts of Gundam on the table, "Brother, help the world, think about it, which brother in the circle likes to play Gundam!"
Ning Feng, who was reading a book, put down the book and cast him a cold look, "Your little doctor?"
"That's right! He is so precious. He almost cried when he saw that it was broken. If I repair it for him, I'll definitely be able to embrace a beautiful woman!" Feng Xinyang slapped his head suddenly after finishing speaking, "Hi! I What to fix! Just buy one, since they all look the same anyway!"
He had checked the origin of this Gundam before, and now he ran out again in a gust of wind: "Brother, I'm going to buy a new one. If the little doctor comes, you can help me deal with it! This time, I will treat you to dinner!"
Ning Feng picked up the book again bored, and after reading it for a while, he focused on the broken Gundam on the table. The doctor seemed to be in his twenties, could he really cry over this thing
He suddenly became interested, got up and sat down at the table, picked up the Gundam and began to study it.