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Chapter 953 Do You Have a Face?

Chapter 953 Do You Have a Face?

Although he was extremely disgusted in his heart, Xiang Qiuchi still chose to speak of Tong Xinyan's injury in a very professional tone as much as possible.

He said: "Okay, let's go downstairs to pay for the medicine."

Xiang Qiuchi wrote down the name of the medicine on the list, then pushed the list in front of Tong Xinyan, and said directly: "The next one..."

Tong Xinyan watched, Xiang Qiuchi drove her away with a businesslike attitude.

The corner of her mouth twitched. Is her skirt fluffed up?

Just now... she deliberately exposed her lace underpants, but he was as motionless as a mountain, as if he was really blind.

Tong Xinyan hurriedly said: "Doctor, is that... Is that so? Recently, I feel that the... wound below is a little itchy..."

Xiang Qiuchi held his pen and wanted to kill someone.

In fact, he really wanted to say, it's not an itchy wound, you're pissed off!

Xiang Qiuchi didn't say much, and directly opened a list: "Go and take a color Doppler ultrasound of the lower extremities."

The muscles on Tong Xinyan's face trembled: "Doctor Gu, I... why am I taking a lower limb color Doppler ultrasound? Is my leg not broken?"

Xiang Qiuchi raised his head and looked at her indifferently: "Aren't you itchy down there?"

"I..." Tong Xinyan suddenly felt like a clown, being slapped firmly.

Xiang Qiuchi's overly calmness gave her a feeling that her deliberate seduction just now was extraordinarily embarrassing.

Xiang Qiuchi calmly said: "I'm not sick, don't pretend to be sick here, I really don't have that much time to spend with Miss Tong, please use your eyes, go out and see how many patients are waiting outside..."

Tong Xinyan gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't know what to say.

She said bitterly: "Doctor Gu, don't be shameless."

Xiang Qiuchi said indifferently: "Face? It turns out that Miss Tong, you still know this word."

Tong Xinyan: "You..."

The manager tugged Tong Xinyan and told her not to get angry in such a hurry. Didn't she see that she was indifferent to her beauty?

The manager apologized, and said, "Mr. Gu, I'm really sorry, Xinyan didn't do it on purpose, she was right..."

Before the manager finished speaking, the door rang. ·

"Doctor, can I...can I come in?"

Xiang Qiuchi: "Go in."

An uncle in his 50s came in. He was still wearing the clothes of a sanitation worker. He was very thin. Because he worked outdoors all year round, his skin was tanned. One hand was wrapped in a towel, but the blood still seeped into the towel. was seriously injured.

Looking at Qiuchi, he immediately stood up: "Master, what's going on?"

Although he didn't smile, his attitude was obviously much better than that of Tong Xinyan. Moreover, he was very dedicated and directly helped the uncle sit on the bench next to him.

When passing by Tong Xinyan, she almost subconsciously covered her nose.

Xiang Qiuchi saw it from the corner of his eye, and sneered disdainfully in his heart.

There have never been high or low occupations in this world, only people with high or low thoughts.

Tong Xinyan is not the only one who is a celebrity, she can actively participate in public welfare, use her popularity, and do more positive energy publicity.

In the end, when it came to her, Tong Xinyan, she was left as a demon.

The uncle thanked you again and again, and said: "When I was cleaning the trash can today, for some reason, a wine bottle suddenly exploded, and my hand was scratched..."

Xiang Qiuchi took off the towel, his hands were almost stained red with blood, and the wound could hardly be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)

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