My host knocks cute

Chapter 1081: Healing the Heart and Healing the Mind (17)

"Ding dong!"

The phone rang, and Su Qingyu took it over to take a look, and it showed:

Your friend "Old Man" sent you a message!
That's right, "Old Man" is the remark name Su Qingyu changed to Yan Xuan.

Anyway, they are all people who want to live together until they grow old, so it doesn't matter if they call in advance.

Yan Xuan sent her a message, but it was sent in a group. The content was that the temperature was going to cool down in the last two days, so everyone should do well.Keep warm.

Although it wasn't for her alone, Su Qingyu felt very satisfied, at least he didn't regard himself as a "zombie".

Su Qingyu replied with a "received" expression, and then found a topic to chat with Yan Xuan.

Su Qingyu: Is Dr. Yan there?I have a question to ask you.

10 minutes later
Yan Xuan: What's the problem, tell me.

Su Qingyu: I think your hands seem to have magical powers. I had a stomachache at the time, and it was cured when you rubbed it, but it hurt again when you took it away.Now that I'm home, I'm still in some pain.

There was no response for a long time, and Su Qingyu stared at the phone screen for half an hour.

Did he think he was flirting with him?Still feel like you're too superficial?
half an hour later

Yan Xuan: ...

What does an ellipsis mean?Are you speechless to her, or don't know what to reply?
Su Qingyu guessed it was the latter, and after waiting patiently for a few minutes, a picture was sent from the other side.

It was written about why dysmenorrhea occurs, what to do about dysmenorrhea, these densely packed words, Su Qingyu glanced at it carefully and then stopped reading.

If she hadn't wanted to attack Yan Xuan, she wouldn't want to discuss with a man about a girl's menstrual period.

Su Qingyu: I don't understand this. I have followed all the precautions you mentioned, but my stomach just doesn't live up to it. It always hurts, but I don't want to take medicine and can't sleep. Doctor Yan, can you accompany me? Do you want to talk?You can say anything.

Yan Xuan held his mobile phone on the other side and frowned. Behind him was a big white and clean bed, and the whole room was black and white.

He's a big man and he doesn't have a menstrual period, so how can he feel the same way as a girl?
Why did Su Qingyu rely on him?

When he was seeing a doctor, he was obviously fine, and he didn't show that nympho look in his eyes, so he was willing to tell her the WeChat ID in the end.

No matter, let's fool around first, it's been a busy day, it's time to rest.

Yan Xuan: Well, you listen to me, go to the bathroom to wash up first, then turn off the light and go to bed with slippers, and you will be fine the next day when you wake up.

Su Qingyu: Really?Don't lie to me!

Hey!It's quite cooperative!

Su Qingyu really did. Like Yan Xuan, she was exhausted after a busy day.

As soon as Su Qingyu's head touched the pillow, he fell asleep vaguely.

Here, Yan Xuan didn't receive any more messages from Su Qingyu, turned his phone to silent, set an alarm clock, and fell asleep.

Early next morning

Yan Xuan woke up 1 minute earlier than the alarm clock, turned off the alarm clock, turned on the data, and the screen of the mobile phone vigorously popped out messages, one after another.

Although Yan Xuan turned on the mute, the vibration was not turned off, and he almost lost his grip on the phone.

After the earthquake was over, Yan Xuan clicked into WeChat and saw that there were more than 40 unread messages in the top column, all of which were sent to him by Su Qingyu.

How can this girl say that?

Yan Xuan went in patiently, and read one by one. The first ones were all messages sent to him by Su Qingyu after he woke up in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)