After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 12 As soon as I die, you forget about me!
"Then... I'll go to the cardiology department and ask!"

Being exposed, Zhiyun felt ashamed and continued to ask cheekily, wanting to get up and leave.

At this time, the man sitting behind the desk raised his head with a noble face: "I can watch it here too."

Yu Mo disagreed and said, "Doctor Han, this doesn't meet..."

Han Qingrang raised his head, looked at Yu Mo, and said in a calm voice, "Does it matter?"

He was sitting inside in a doctor's gown, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck, his brows were as light as a landscape painting, and he exuded a sense of detachment and nobility.

Yu Mo: "..."

Yu Mo wanted to say that there is still a big difference between the Department of Cardiology and Orthopedic Surgery, but... Forget it, no result!
After all, it was really rare to see Dr. Han so enthusiastically across the clinic to see a patient for the first time, so he rationally told Yu Mo that at this moment, he must not interfere with Dr. Han's treatment of patients.

Some time ago, Xihua No.1 People’s Hospital parachuted a director of orthopedics. It was the cold-hearted man in front of him. He was a remarkable figure in terms of resume and education. He graduated with a Ph.D. at the age of 20. After studying for a doctoral degree, he also took a double degree by the way.

Yu Mo originally knew a concept, that is, as a medical student, no matter how good or powerful he is, he would not be able to become the director at the beginning of a large domestic hospital, but the appearance of this doctor Han broke his concept.

It is said that he has only practiced medicine for two or three years abroad, and the airborne Xihua is at the director level.

irritating...

Yu Mo thought, he doesn't know how awesome Dr. Han will be in the future, anyway, he only knows that Dr. Han is awesome now.

Zhiyun smiled mockingly: "Then... trouble Dr. Han."

Han Qing let a faint voice reply to her: "No trouble."

Now Zhiyun's mind is like a ball of knotted wool, very messy.

The doctor behind him called him Doctor Han just now, so there's no need to guess, he is Han Qingrang who had extended her life for two years.

Han Qingrang signaled to Zhiyun: "Sit on my left."

"Ah?" Do you want to sit so close? !

Han Qingrang smiled at her: "Listen to the heartbeat first, and then draw conclusions."

Yu Mo behind: Damn!This is the first time I saw Doctor Han being so gentle like this!

Yu Mo, who was enjoying watching the excitement, completely forgot that he should leave at this time, until Han Qingrang raised his chin slightly, and Qing Ji looked at Yu Mo: "Is there anything else?"

Yu Mo: "..."

He wanted to say, "This is my office..." room.

"Huh?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows.

Yu Mo changed the topic, and smiled: "I remembered that I still have patients, so I'll go first, you go on."

As soon as Yu Mo left, the consultation room suddenly became very quiet. Zhiyun, who was sitting on the left side of the desk, breathed as gently as possible.

Because of this distance, it was too close to him.

"What's the name?" Han Qingrang raised his head and asked.

Weaving Clouds: "Weaving clouds, weaving weaving cloth, clouds of clouds."

Han Qing hummed, and asked her: "Miss Zhiyun, your heart beats faster, is it often or occasionally?"

Asked by Han Qing to ask such a question, Zhiyun's tense arms suddenly loosened, and suddenly he became less nervous.

He has treated himself, even if he seldom sees her, he should probably remember the names of the patients who have taken over for two years. What's more, when she let him go, she gave him a large sum of money, which is enough for him I can't spend my life as a doctor.

When she said her name, she noticed the change in his expression.

There was no reaction at all.

Little white-eyed wolf!

It's a pity that I will treat you so well even if I die!

As a result, once I die, you forget about me!
(End of this chapter)