Phoenix in the sky

Chapter 13 Traveling ([-])

This is an office of ten square meters. It is not luxurious or spacious, but it is very neat and bright. A large aluminum alloy window is open, and the golden sunlight shines in from the window, shining on the busy people in the office. body.

A head of black and beautiful long hair was pulled up high, and a strand of thin hair on the side of the cheek shone with pale golden light under the sunlight.

Wearing a white coat, a typical white-clothed angel dress.Maybe the gown is too wide, or maybe the figure under the gown is too slender. At this time, it is like a Taoist robe on the busy man with his head bowed, lacking in beauty.

At this time, although she was bowing her head and writing vigorously, her back was straight.

At this moment, there is only one word to describe her, indomitable.

A background makes people unable to ignore it, like dragon and phoenix among people.

Rustle, the brush strokes across the paper, like flowing clouds and flowing water, smooth and natural, and after a while, the small black characters have covered half of the snow-white paper.

Only an expert can see that the fluent English-like handwriting on the paper is the name of each drug.

After writing on a blank sheet of paper, she raised her head as if relieved.

Oval face with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, nose straight and eyes bright cherry mouth, red lips slightly raised and rosy in color, skin color is fair and delicate, skin is better than snow.

I saw her picking up the piece of paper she had just finished writing, her slender fingers were as white as jade, she flicked her fingertips, and looked carefully at the slightly dry handwriting, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, facing the paper, her small cherry mouth slightly Take a few breaths.

The lips moved slightly, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and a smile slowly appeared, like the spring breeze in March, and the pear trees were full of blossoms, warming people's hearts.

The prescription was finally written, heaved a sigh of relief, and the person who looked at the prescription smiled with satisfaction.

"Bing, ring, ring,,,,,," the phone rang, and the person who was admiring his masterpiece frowned and reached out to answer the phone.

"Hi, hello, I'm Yang Lengyue." The cold voice, professional tone, was so calm that no trace of joy or anger could be heard, as if the person who was disturbed and frowning slightly was not her at all.

"Yue'er, you are free tonight, let's go home for dinner." The old voice, with a tone of discussion but no doubt, Leng Yue hooked the corner of her mouth.

It's Grandpa's call.

"Okay" said lightly, as if the caller was a stranger.

Hanging up the phone, Leng Yue cursed in her heart, the old man called, there must be nothing good.

(End of this chapter)