Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

"Qiao Yin, it's me."

An indifferent yet familiar voice sounded, and Qiao Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned on the light, looked at Lu Lingche sitting on the sofa, covered her heart that was beating violently after the fright, and said: "Lu Lingche, do you want to scare me to death? Just go and sit in my office by yourself, why don't you open the door?" Lamp? I thought it was a ghost!"

Lu Lingche glanced at her, then stood up, took the medicine box in her hand, and hugged her directly: "Why are you back so late?"

Qiao Yin wanted to push him away, but she couldn't push him away no matter how hard she tried. She had no choice but to give up: "Today's patient was a bit tricky, and it took a lot of time to save him."

"Have you been rescued?"

"Yup!"

"Yin Yin is really amazing. She saved the person as soon as she stepped out. While I was waiting for you, I asked someone to ask. It is said that the hospital has already arranged for funeral preparations."

Qiao Yin couldn't help but raise her head and look at him: "Do you know who I saved?"

"know."

Qiao Yin stared for a long time. She originally wanted to wait for Lu Lingche to take the initiative to say who revealed her whereabouts, but he waited for a long time without saying anything, and then sighed helplessly: "It was either Dean Song who told you, or Dean Song's assistant." Let me tell you, when I left the hospital today, I only said hello to Dean Song, and the assistant to the president was beside me at the time."

Neither of these two people were too strict with their words. The assistant to the dean, like the dean, was a kind-hearted person. If Lu Lingche went to ask them, they would not hide it from him.

Lu Lingche neither admitted nor denied, but said, "They know that my relationship with you is unusual."

Qiao Yin wanted to retort, but she just opened her mouth and couldn't say anything. Her relationship with him was indeed unusual, not only unusual, but even a little chaotic.

She leaned against Lu Lingche with some resignation, smelled the pleasant cold woody fragrance on his body, and said softly: "You better not come here again."

Lu Lingche used the high-sounding reason he had come up with before coming here: "I'm here to explain to you about my eldest brother's transfer to another hospital."

Qiao Yin looked at him in surprise: "Has your eldest brother been transferred to another hospital?"

Lu Lingche was also surprised: "You don't know yet?"

"do not know."

Qiao Yin shook her head, remembering Dean Song's hesitant expression when she left. Only then did she realize why he had that expression at that time: "Dean Song should have wanted to tell me, but the Dongfang family didn't The situation was urgent, their old man was in danger, and I was anxious to save people, so he didn't say anything and asked me to treat him without any worries."

"It was Mrs. Lu's idea to transfer the eldest brother to another hospital. She seems to be very afraid of you retaliating against her, so as soon as my dad left, she immediately took her to transfer to another hospital. The eldest brother actually didn't want to be transferred to another hospital. He trusts you very much."

"You don't have to say good things for him. It doesn't matter whether he trusts me or not. It's his right to transfer to another hospital." Qiao Yin's voice was very calm. She really didn't care which hospital Lu Shengqing was going to recuperate in. No matter how much the hospital helped him, He will not fulfill his promise and help promote it.

She exerted a little force and successfully pushed Lu Lingche away this time.

"I still have patients waiting for me to go to ward rounds. You can go."

"I'll wait for you. Let's go home for dinner."

"I've eaten."

Lu Lingche frowned slightly: "Have you eaten? Where did you eat?"

"At Dongfang's house."

"Don't eat at their house anymore."

Qiao Yin smiled: "You are too lenient, Mr. Lu, you really have no say in where I eat."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the office to go for ward rounds.

Lu Lingche couldn't help but smile bitterly as he watched her leave.

Now, he really has no right to care where she eats, but he can't help it, and she is close to Dongfang Mu, so eating at Dongfang's house will make him feel sour.

More than half an hour later, Qiao Yin came back from checking the room.

Seeing Lu Lingche, she couldn't help but ask: "Why are you still here? Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

Qiao Yin shook her head, feeling a little helpless at his current persistence: "I'm going to look back home, you... do what you want!"

"I have news, do you want to hear it?"

"what news?"

"Hong Changgong, the murderer of your mother, is dead."