Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 132
Shang Du suddenly hugged her and said in a low tone, "Don't tease me."

Ling Yan was silent for a while, then secretly lowered her head, carefully glanced at his raised area, her face flushed.

"Shangdu, why are you paying it back? It's so yellowish."

"That was also done by you."

"I'm just stating the facts."

Ayano doesn't recognize it.

Shang Du hummed in a low voice, and pulled her up to the second floor, the door was closed very hastily.

When Ling Yan came out, it was already half an hour later.

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The weather was getting cooler, and Ling Yan was wearing thicker clothes, still wearing a scarf around her neck.

She still helped Qu Mu perform acupuncture, but this time the fee was not much, one thousand a month.

Mother Qu was dissatisfied, she didn't charge for it before, so why did she charge halfway!

Dare to be angry and dare not speak out, she thought about it in her heart, and complained to Qu Jin afterwards, but she dared not in front of Ling Yan.

For this disease, if you go to the hospital, it is not a matter of 1000 or [-], but a matter of hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

Qu Jin never spoke, but when Qu's mother said something too much, she would say it coldly and sharply.

"Who doesn't charge? You charge money for selling a scarf. How can people treat diseases without cost, time, or ability? Why should you give us free because we are poor and weak? Mom, don't say such things anymore Already!"

Faced with her son's words, Qu's mother naturally knew that this was the case, but she was dissatisfied and changed from no charge to charge.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Qu Jin gave him a cold look, but he didn't say anything.

Another half month passed.

This is the last time Lingyan gave Qumu acupuncture.

Qu Mu's illness has almost recovered, her complexion is good, she doesn't cough, and her whole body feels strong.

Lingyan put the needles neatly into the needle cloth, and brought a total of twelve pairs of traditional Chinese medicine. She said: "Make one pair a day, drink it in the morning, noon, and evening, and drink it before meals."

"Thank you, Lingyan." Qu Jin looked at her, and took out a jade bracelet from his pocket. This is the only valuable thing in the Qu family, and it was left by Qu's mother to his future wife.

Ling Yan confiscated it: "I have already charged the fee."

Mother Qu looked anxious: "Son, that thing won't work, but it's for your future wife!?"

Lingyan's eyes paused for a moment, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Qu Jin casually, seeing the panic on his immature face, she pulled her lips and chuckled softly.

"I'm getting married soon."

Qu Jin's face turned ugly for a moment: "It's...really?"

"Ah."

"After drinking these medicines, your illness will be completely cured, but you still need to recuperate well, don't work too hard, I won't come here in the future, remember, don't come to me when you are sick in the future."

The reason why she can continue to treat Qu's mother is because Lingyan has no habit of giving up halfway.

She always likes to do one thing to the end, no matter right or wrong.

She doesn't like disobedient patients when treating diseases. Since they are so disobedient and desperate, then don't treat them and go to death.

Lingyan looked indifferent, and went out with the medicine box.

The embarrassed mother Qu was left behind with her head down, unable to see Qu Jin's expression clearly.

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It's almost mid-December.

Banhai Town is still a small town close to the coast, the weather is not very cold, but if a gust of wind blows, it will be chilly.

Ling Yan had already put on her scarf, dressed like a penguin.

The more winter it gets, the more fires there will be. Shangdu has not had a rest for a month, leaving early and returning late.

Today, it was close to ten o'clock before getting off work.

Lingyan pursed her lips, looked at him and said, "Why don't you change jobs?"

"Huh?" Shang Du took a sip of water and looked at her.

Lingyan drooped her eyelashes: "Recently, you don't have time to accompany me."

"I do not like this."

Shangdu loves this job, but this job is very busy, so busy that he is out all day and night, and the two of them spend a little time together except at night, and at other times, they are in a state of not seeing each other.

As for Lingyan, she wanted Shangdu to be by her side at all times more than she wanted to work.

This job is dangerous, and Lingyan often has nightmares, dreaming that Shangdu is like the general in her previous life, gone forever.

What's more, there was Fu Yong who died unexpectedly before.

The air froze for a moment.

Shangdu's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were heavy, and he fell on Lingyan's body, and he remained silent for a while without speaking.

Lingyan raised her eyelids, without any emotion in her eyes, she just looked at Shangdu like that.

After a while, Shang Du strode over to hold her hand, and said in a comforting tone, "Yan Bao, I will go home early and spend more time with you. I'm sorry, but I ignored your feelings."

Lingyan looked indifferent, and pulled her hand away from him: "I want you to resign, Shangdu."

"I……"

Shang Du hesitated.

Lingyan looked away, her eye circles were astringent.

For the past few days, she has been having nightmares. The general said he wanted to marry her, but he died in battle, leaving only a battered corpse.

She doesn't like the job of Shangdu.

Fu Yong died in an accident while rescuing others, leaving behind his elderly parents and pregnant wife. The accident could not be stopped, and Lingyan was very scared.

"You don't want to, do you?" Ling Yan bit her lower lip: "Am I not as important as your work? Shangdu."

"Yanbao, these two things can't be compared, let's talk about it, okay?" Shangdu was unwilling in his heart. He always wanted to be a doctor before, but he couldn't. Later, when he became a firefighter, he felt uncomfortable. same experience.

Firefighter was originally a noun that never existed in his life.

Later, he became a firefighter.

It's not just a job, it's what he believes in.

A look of irritability flashed across Shang Du's eyebrows, he reached out his hand to look for a cigarette in his pocket, but he couldn't find it, he raised his leg and walked to the drawer, found a pack of cigarettes, took out one, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The white smoke dimmed his eyes.

"Don't you want to be a doctor? Shangdu, I will perform an operation on you, and I can help you restore your nerves. You can become a doctor, okay?" Lingyan's tone was tinged with pleading, fragile.

Shang Du's fingertips trembled.

"Ayayan, are you going to force me to choose?"

The tip of Lingyan's nose was sour, she looked away and remained silent for a while.

The two of them started their first quarrel after falling in love, and it ended with Ayayan leaving with her bag.

Lingyan didn't look back at Shangdu, her voice was cold: "Then don't appear in front of me again, Shangdu."

Shang Du didn't answer, he reached out to pull her, but she slammed the door shut.

He obviously didn't leave, but he staggered a bit, his haughty back seemed to be overwhelmed by some gravity, slightly bent, and his heart felt chilly.

He smoked one cigarette after another, but it couldn't calm the restlessness in his heart. In the end, he sat on the ground and smoked, and the ground was full of cigarette butts.

The hazy mist wiped away his red eye sockets, and made people ignore the teardrops oozing from the corners of his eyes.

Shang Du took a deep breath, but was choked and coughed. He wiped his eyes and cursed secretly.

Hold……

(End of this chapter)