lip tint

Chapter 214 Extra Episode 8: Ashburn

Ashburn stood at the back, his thin lips under the mask drew a shallow arc, turned and left.

If he doesn't have any expectations for the future, then using all the time of the rest of his life to do his best to save such fresh human lives can be regarded as an alternative meaning of life.

People here believe in the saying that "good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil." If this is true, Ashburn hopes that all the good deeds he has done can be rewarded bit by bit. Leah, save a little luck for her, and save a little more.

"Dr. Ashburn!"

Someone called him from behind, it was the little nurse from before.She was breathless, hesitated, took out a stack of paper towels from her pocket and handed it to him: "The operation was successful, thanks to you, if it wasn't for your reminder, the patient would have long been long."

"It's my duty." Ashburn didn't take the tissue in her hand, and took off the mask on her face.

In the tightly sealed operating room, after such a highly concentrated operation, even Ashburn was a little exhausted. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and crystal drops of water dripped down. Along his jawline, through his sexy Adam's apple, and slipped into his collar.

The little nurse was blushing, her heart was beating like thunder, her eyes were dodging, she didn't know where to look.

She didn't speak for a long time, and Ashburn frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"Ah, yes!" The little nurse curled her fingers on the corner of her clothes: "Dr. Ashburn, are you hungry now? May I treat you to a meal?"

"No, thank you." Except for the normal communication between work, Ashburn almost refused all communication between colleagues.

Looking at his back as he walked away, the little nurse had an irresistible sense of loss on her face.

Ashburn returned to the office to change his clothes, and lay down on his office chair to rest for a while. His temples began to throb unceasingly due to his tense nerves for a long time, and he stretched out his hands to press the Jingming points on both sides of the bridge of his nose. , took a short break, opened his slightly tired eyes, picked up the car keys on the table, and went out.

He has a little habit of driving to a dessert shop in the north of the city to order an ice cream sundae after every major operation.In fact, the desserts made by that dessert shop are not delicious at all, the sweetness is always exceeding the standard, the nose is ugly, the location of the dessert shop is remote, the business is always not ideal, and it is on the verge of bankruptcy frequently. Ashburn should be the most frequented in their family. Resident guests.

"It's coming again? Still the same?" There was a kind-faced little old lady standing at the counter with gray hair, and she could hardly see her eyes when she smiled.

"Yeah." Ashburn nodded slightly, and found a seat with ease.

After waiting for a while, the ice cream was delivered, with a bright red cherry dotted on top of the rich cream.

"I didn't order this."

"I know." The old lady smiled, and wiped her hand on the apron around her waist: "This is what grandma invited you to eat, and it may be the last time."

Ashburn frowned: "The last time?"

"Yeah." The old lady smiled, her snow-white hair reflected the luster in the sun: "My dessert making skills are not good, and I'm getting old, so I can't handle it well, and no one likes to eat my desserts. After a long time, my family will no longer allow me to fool around."

Ashburn suddenly felt his heart throbbing, and slowly let go of the hand holding the spoon.

The old lady seemed to have not seen it, and her eyes were kind: "Actually, grandma knows that you don't like to eat desserts made by grandma. Every time you eat, your eyebrows are tightly wrinkled like a little old man. You , It’s just that my heart is too bitter. Life always has to look forward, and I promise grandma that I will eat less sugar in the future and taste the sweetness of life more.”

When Ashburn walked out of the dessert shop, there was a sudden rain of sunshine on the horizon, the light rain stopped after a while, and a rainbow hung obliquely in the sky, red orange yellow green green lake purple, which made people feel happy It became clear for no reason.

Driving back to the hospital and passing by the street, Ashbourne was surprised to find that Qi Zhi was still sitting in the original place in a daze. Wet, the roots hang down clearly on the forehead.

Here's what's wrong.

Ashbourn hesitated for a while, really couldn't bear to see Hecilia's sad look because his brain was burned out, pushed open the car door, walked in front of him a few steps, and glanced at the two things he put beside him. A big bag: "Nao ran away from home, pretending to be pitiful?"

"Qi Zhi" looked up at him, then lowered his head again, his white and slender fingers clenched the trousers on his knees tightly, without saying a word.

"You are only so promising, and you can still be awkward with Xixi."

Ashburn sneered, he understood Qi Zhi's "white cut black" attribute too well, and everything in front of him really made him think about it, and this might be another trick for him to deceive Hecilia's sympathy.

"Qi Zhi"'s lips were pale, he hung his head and refused to say a word, his long black eyelashes trembled again and again.

"I don't mean anything else. There are frequent flus recently. Don't think that a slightly higher temperature means you can get in the rain. If you catch a cold and have a fever and burn out your brain, Xixi will never want you."

I don't know where these words hit "Qi Zhi", he suddenly trembled, crystal clear teardrops flowed out of his light gray eyes in an instant, and slowly slid down his fair cheeks, the eye sockets immediately It turned red.

He raised his head and stared at Ashburn fiercely: "My beautiful sister will not want me!"

He clenched his fists tightly, his mouth was tightly pursed, and there was a stubborn look on his delicate cheeks, a strong yet fragile look.The thin summer dress on his body was wet from the rain, and it was tightly fitted to his body, revealing a beautiful collarbone and a slender waistline at a glance.

Ashburn was indescribably shocked.

What the hell, Qi Zhi, that guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, made him cry with a few words? !
Taking a deep breath, Ashbourn forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and finally he was willing to look him straight in the eyes. After careful examination, he realized that although the little crying bag in front of him looked very similar to Qi Zhi, it was indeed not Qi Zhi.

Realizing this, Ashburn breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little helpless, the ghost knew that he was the worst at dealing with such soft creatures, the milk cat that Cecilia gave before was one, and there was another one in front of him.

After digging around for a long time, he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over: "Wipe your tears, I didn't kill you, why are you crying?"

　Here!Here are the pens for you, the Ashbourn and Qi Cheng CPs you want.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)