Wrong Bed,Right Guy

"Is it you?"

"It's you! Beauty, we are so predestined. "

Wei Ziqing said with surprise.

I didn't expect to accompany my friend to the hospital, and I could meet an interesting woman I met during the day.

It's so lucky.

Ling Xinyue frowned and didn't like this kind of smiley man.

"Aren't you all right?"

"Yes, it was my friend who got hurt. It's right there

Ling Xinyue looked along the direction of Wei Ziqing's fingers, and instantly the whole person was not good.

I saw the injured man was sitting on the green chair of the hospital with his legs folded gracefully, and he put a plastic chair into a senior position.

The blood on his forehead makes him look not only embarrassed, but also adds a bit of unruly and wild.

Who is not mu Yunting.

When Ling Xinyue looks at Mu Yunting, he also doesn't expect to meet Ling Xinyue's Mu Yunting also looks at her in this case.

The white coat on Ling Xinyue's body is very different, adding a bit of different temperament to her, more eye-catching.

It looks so clean, so clean that people want to add something dark to her body.

Mu Yunting couldn't help squinting, like a cheetah waiting to prey in the jungle.

Ling Xinyue was frightened by him and couldn't help but want to retreat.

As a doctor's duty let Ling Xinyue give up the idea of retreat, forced calm.

"Please come with me. I'll help you with the wound."

Ling Xinyue finished, turned and left.

Mu Yunting got up and followed him.

Wei Ziqing saw the situation, also want to follow the past, but was turned back Mu Yunting a cold warning eyes to frozen feet.

Well, well, he'd better stay and keep teasing the little nurse.

"Sit down."

Ling Xinyue said, sparing no words.

She turned to prepare the things needed for disinfection and stitching. Although she tried to ignore Mu Yunting's existence, his eyes on himself were too obvious to ignore.

Endure endure, Ling Xinyue still did not hold back.

"Mr. mu, can you think you don't know me?"

"No

Mu Yunting's answer was straightforward.

Ling Xinyue acts for a meal and doesn't speak again.

She tried her best to hypnotize himself, let himself take Mu Yunting as a general patient, do not care about him, not to care about his eyes.

It's not that tight.

"I'll help you clean up the blood first to see if the wound is serious."

Ling Xinyue said professionally. She wiped the blood around Mu Yunting's wound with a sterile cotton ball.

Soon the wound was completely exposed.

"The wound is not deep. It's about two centimeters long. Just sew it up. At this level, there is no scar

"Are you sure?"

Mu Yunting asked slowly.

"Don't believe me? Well, I'll get someone else to help you with it. "

She's not willing to take care of his wound yet.

Ling Xinyue said she was going to leave.

"Look, you have no confidence in your ability, let me believe you."

Ling Xinyue

Damn asshole.

You are the first to question!

Don't let the doctor's anger hurt her.

Well, don't take the same view with the injured.

"Next, I'm going to help you disinfect and sew up the wound. Please don't move even if it hurts. Otherwise, if you can't sew well, it's not good to leave scars."

Ling Xinyue said with a smile. After quickly disinfecting Mu Yunting's wound, she picked up a triangular needle and began to sew it.

Before being stitched, Mu Yunting suddenly thinks that when Ling Xinyue stitches up, he won't take revenge on himself