"Lie down."
Hearing these two words, Wen Qing became even more nervous.
Xia Yansi was wearing a white coat today, with cold eyes and brows, and an invisible air-conditioning seemed to surround his body, and the temperature in the consulting room dropped several degrees.
Wen Qing nodded anxiously, walked to the edge of the bed, sat on it, and lay down slowly.
He turned his head and carefully looked at Xia Yansi's profile.
Xia Yansi lowered his eyes and took out a pair of disposable gloves from the table.
The rubber band of the glove flicked on the hand, making a snap, which was extremely crisp and loud in the consulting room.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she swallowed nervously.
Xia Yansi walked to the bed, lowered his head, and glanced at Wen Qing's expression: "It's just a B-ultrasound."
Wen Qing opened his mouth and reluctantly responded.
He was so nervous that his voice was trembling.
Xia Yansi picked up the couplant, squeezed it in his palm, and asked casually, "Is the hospital scary? Or am I scary?"
Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, thinking, both of them are quite scary.
Hospitals don't want to get sick and are afraid of getting sick.
As for Xia Yansi, in addition to his cold temperament, he also has the status of an elder. The first time Wen Qing saw him, he was actually a little guilty, like an instinct, like a herbivore meeting an animal at the top of the food chain .
Xia Yansi seemed to see what was going on in his heart, and asked lightly, "Why are you afraid of me?"
Wen Qing stammered, "No, I'm not afraid."
Xia Yansi glanced at him.
Wen said weakly, "I, I respect you."
A smile quickly flashed across Xia Yansi's eyes. He lowered his eyes, looked at the black sweater Wen Qing was wearing today, and said calmly, "The clothes are dirty again."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, looked down at his stomach, there was a gray mark on the side of his waist, probably accidentally rubbed against the wall.
Wen Qing didn't know what to say, so she whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry..."
Xia Yansi glanced at him and said lightly, "It's pretty cute."
Like a poor stray cat.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then wiped the ashes on her waist with her hands.
Not only did it not wipe off, but the off-white part expanded instead.
Wen Qing slowly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushed slightly.
Xia Yansi pursed his lips, and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.
The fragile stomach was exposed to the air, Wen Qing's fingers trembled subconsciously, trying to pull back the clothes, and then pinched the palms.
His small movements did not escape Xia Yansi's eyes.
Xia Yansi rolled up the corner of his clothes meticulously, and when he retracted his hand, his little finger inadvertently touched Wen Qing's soft flesh. Seeing Wen Qing's body trembling slightly, he said lightly: "Relax."
Wen Qing replied vaguely.
In the next second, his stomach felt cold.
Ice-cold couplant was applied to the stomach.
I don't know if it was Wen Qing's illusion, but he felt that time passed very slowly.
Why did it take so long to paint
He could clearly feel Xia Yansi's fingers pressing on his stomach, turning them gently and slowly.
Wen Qing blinked, then stammered and asked: "Xia, Uncle Xia, are you alright?"
Xia Yansi said calmly, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Wen Qing was at a loss, he was not surprised that Xia Yansi had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He is confused because he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so should he apply it evenly
Xia Yansi lowered his eyes, rubbed the couplant with his fingers, and slowly spread it.
The white and delicate skin is covered with a layer of transparent colloid, which glows faintly under the light of the consulting room.
Xia Yansi's eyes moved slightly, he picked up the B-ultrasound probe, and covered Wen Qing's stomach.
Wen Qing was caught off guard by the pressure and accidentally let out a murmur.
The ending was trembling, sticky, and it sounded a little seductive.
Xia Yansi's expression remained unchanged, and he said to Wen Qing lightly, "This is just a B-ultrasound."
Wen Qing's face instantly turned red to the back of her ears, and she stammered, "Yes, it's a little itchy."
His stomach and waist were covered with itchy flesh.
Xia Yansi responded, continued to check, looked down at Wen Qing, Wen Qing didn't make a sound, but her body trembled slightly.
He asked casually, "Does it still itch?"
Wen Qing said vaguely: "Itches..."
Xia Yansi's brows and eyes stretched slightly, he could sense the other party's emotions from Wen Qing's body reaction, nervousness, shyness...
Wen gently closed his eyes, and silently recited the core values of socialism in his heart.
He doesn't want anything, doesn't want to do anything...
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Xia Yansi slowly checked Wen Qing's body with the B-ultrasound probe. As time passed, Wen Qing's skin turned pink.
Xia Yansi glanced at it for two seconds, then looked away regretfully.
"alright."
He took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing quickly sat up, wiped her stomach casually, and was about to put down her clothes when Xia Yansi grabbed her wrist.
Xia Yansi: "It wasn't wiped clean."
After speaking, he took out two more pieces of paper, squatted down, and gently wiped Wen Qing's stomach without letting go of any gel.
His gloves have been taken off, and Wen Qing can clearly feel Xia Yansi's fingers, palms,
Not cold, but slightly warm, human temperature.
There was still a faint smell of disinfectant on his body, lingering in the air.
Wen Qing was dazed, inexplicably feeling that the smell was a bit familiar.
He lowered his head and looked at Xia Yansi's cold and distant eyes.
At the same time, Xia Yansi raised his eyes and met Wen Qing's eyes.
He got up and casually threw the tissue into the trash can: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing shook her head again and again, and said nervously, "No, nothing."
He immediately tore off his clothes, blushing and said, "I, I'm going to the next project first."
"Goodbye, Uncle Xia."
After speaking, Wen Qing hurriedly left the consulting room.
Xia Yansi quietly watched his leaving back, rubbed his fingertips, savoring the soft touch.
Doctor Chen appeared at the door with a pale face, and looked at Xia Yansi faintly: "Did you add any ingredients to the coffee you gave me this morning?"
Xia Yansi thought for a moment: "Caramel, peanuts."
Dr. Chen walked into the consulting room, sat down on the chair, and stared at Xia Yansi expressionlessly: "I will have diarrhea when I eat peanuts."
"Is that so?" Xia Yansi pursed his lips and said to him, "I'm sorry."
Dr. Chen sighed: "I told you before, forget it, I guess you must have forgotten."
"How about the inspection of the kid named Wen Qing?"
"fine."
"I am very satisfied."
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In the next morning's physical examination, Wen Qing didn't meet Xia Yansi again, but a few doctors in charge of the examination learned that he was Xia Yansi's friend and treated him very gently.
There were a lot of items in the physical examination, and Wen Qing didn't finish checking all the items until twelve o'clock in the noon.
After starving all morning, he was dizzy with hunger, went straight to the hospital cafeteria, and ordered a bowl of noodles casually.
Wen Qing felt alive again after eating half a bowl of noodles.
The phone vibrated, and Xing Ze's WeChat message popped up.
Xing Xuan: [Is the physical examination over?]
Wen Qing: [It's over.]
Xing Ze: [I just received a message from Uncle Xia, saying that he has been undergoing surgery since 12 o'clock, and after the surgery is over, he will help you ask about the results of the physical examination.]
Seeing this news, Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, why didn't Xia Yansi tell him directly? Instead, let Xing choose to tell
In the next second, I saw the new news about Xingxuan and asked the same question as him.
Xing Ze: [Why didn't Uncle Xia tell you directly? Haven't you added WeChat?]
[add.]
After typing, Wen Qing lowered her eyes, thinking, could it be because of doing something that he said he was afraid of before B advanced
So Xia Yansi didn't take the initiative to contact him
Xing Xuan: [Will you go home directly later?]
Wen Qing: [Yes.]
Xing Xuan: [I came to pick you up for dinner after get off work. I still have something to do, so let's not talk about it.]
Wen Qing: [Okay.]
He lowered his head to drink the soup, and suddenly felt a sight, hot and sticky.
Someone is watching him.
Wen Qing frowned and turned to look back.
That line of sight disappeared.
Everyone in the cafeteria was eating by themselves, and no one showed any signs of abnormality.
Wen Qing continued to eat noodles, and that gaze fell on him again.
He wondered if it was his own illusion, and looked back again.
Whenever he turned his head, that line of sight disappeared, and when he sat down, he continued to stare at him again.
After struggling for a while, Wen Qing asked in her heart: [System...]
[Is someone watching me?]
He asked in a low voice: [Can I ask this question?]
After a long time, 001 hummed.
Wen Qing's hand holding the chopsticks was stiff, and her back felt chilly.
Why did that person keep staring at him
He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera as if nothing had happened, and recorded a video while checking whether there was any abnormality in the picture in the camera.
Maybe the other party hid so well that Wen Qing didn't see anyone staring at him.
He lost his appetite at all and left the cafeteria quickly.
The sight in the dark is still firmly attached to him, like a gangrene, wherever he goes, he will follow.
Wen Qing's face paled, and her heart beat faster.
It was the first time he came to this hospital, and he was so panicked that he read the wrong sign and walked into an empty hall unknowingly.
Because it was the noon break, there were not even medical staff on duty at the front desk.
Wen Qing's heart beat so fast that it seemed to jump out of her chest, she quickened her pace and walked towards the elevator ahead.
The sound of his footsteps echoed in the hall, especially noticeable.
Suddenly, Wen Qing heard footsteps on the right.
"Da da-"
His eyelids twitched, and he saw a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.
Wen Qing turned pale and ran forward quickly.
Suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.
Just as Wen Qing was about to cry out, a familiar face appeared in front of her eyes.
Yang Fan looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"
"Why are you so afraid?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say that someone was following him.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly noticed that the line of sight disappeared.
When Yang Fan appeared.
Is it a bit too coincidental
Wen pursed his lips tightly and whispered, "It's nothing."
"I, I want to go to the bathroom..."
Yang Fan smiled and pressed the elevator button: "The toilet is upstairs."
As if he was afraid that Wen Qing would misunderstand, he explained again: "I was just checking upstairs, and I saw it when I passed by."
"I'm here for a physical examination today, are you too?"
Wen Qing quietly opened the distance between the two of them, and nodded perfunctorily.
Yang Fan said again: "We are quite destined."
Wen gently lowered his eyes, he didn't want to have any fate.
"Ding dong—" The elevator arrived.
Yang Fan stood by the door, signaling Wen Qing to go in first.
The elevator was empty, no one was there.
Wen Qing doesn't want to be alone with Yang Fan.
He quickly took out his mobile phone and pretended to answer the phone: "Hello?"
"What?"
"Are you in the cafeteria?"
"I, I, I will come here now."
After finishing speaking, he twitched the corner of his mouth towards Yang Fan, and walked back and forth without looking back.
This time, Wen Qing felt the sight behind him.
He was sure that this line of sight belonged to Yang Fan.
Walking to a crowded place again, Wen Qing's back broke out in cold sweat.
He sat on the rest chair beside him and looked at the security guard who was talking not far away, feeling much relieved.
Why would anyone follow him
What is the purpose
Wen Qing was thinking about it when the phone vibrated.
He thought it was news from Xing Xuan, but when he opened it, his face turned pale.
[I went to the hospital for a physical examination.]
An unknown number.
Wen Qing recalled the sexual harassment text messages from the previous two days, and he gradually realized that this might not be ordinary sexual harassment.
This man is following him.
In the blink of an eye, two new messages popped up.
[Did the doctor touch you on purpose?]
[I really want to fuck you in the hospital, cover your mouth, and press against the wall. When someone passes by, you must be tight.]
Wen Qing was not so angry this time, but more afraid.
He didn't dare to reply to the text message anymore, he clicked on the address book and wanted to call Xing Ze.
Before the call was made, a new text message from the other party popped up.
[Why don't you speak? Didn't you see the text message?]
A chill rose from the soles of Wen Qing's feet.
That person is nearby.
Still looking at him.