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Chapter 417 Help you with Zhang Yi 1

Chapter 417 helps you recall

Du Mo pursed his thin lips and had no intention of speaking, but his arms used direct force to hug Luo Qianhuai higher and tighter.

"Director Du!" Two young nurses with tired faces suddenly turned around the corner. As soon as they saw Du Mo, they seemed to have taken a refreshing drug, their faces turned a faint blush, and their voices changed. Got to be crispy and raw.

But after these three words were spoken, they saw the person in Du Mo's arms. Their eyes immediately widened and their mouths opened slightly, as if they thought they were dreaming.

Luo Qianhuai subconsciously buried his head in Du Mo's arms. The hands that had previously been around Du Mo's neck also slipped away, and instead they grasped his collar tightly, with the intention of strangling him directly.

Du Mo only glanced at the two of them lightly, and even if he said hello, he walked through the corridor leisurely with steps as steady as a rock.

Behind him, the two little nurses looked at each other as if they were waking up from a dream, full of vigorous gossip spirit.

"That was Mr. Luo just now, right? Did I read that correctly?"

"Ah ah, it's Mr. Luo, it's her! My idol actually picked the flower of the mountain in the courtyard. Oh my God, it's incredible!"

"By the way, Mr. Luo is in Director Du's arms. One is tall and the other is petite. They match each other perfectly!"

"Wait a minute, what about Dr. Han? There are rumors in the hospital that she and Director Du are already together. Could it be that our Mr. Luo poached her?"

"Where did you hear the rumors? My Mr. Luo is not that kind of person!"

"But they all said it with certainty. Dr. Jiang was depressed for two days just a while ago."

After turning two corridors, we arrived at Luo Qianhuai's simple duty dormitory.

During the year when I served as the general hospital resident in the emergency department, I almost made the hospital my home, so naturally I needed a place to live.

The dormitory is not big. It can only accommodate a single bed and a computer desk. It doesn't even have a bathroom. If Luo Qianhuai wants to wash up, he needs to go to the large bathhouse in the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the house, Luo Qianhuai struggled and jumped to the ground.

There were surveillance cameras everywhere in the corridor. Later, she was worried about meeting people and having her face photographed, so she persisted until now.

"It's not time to hand over the shift yet." She said: "I have to go back. Thank you Director Du for your help tonight, otherwise the two seriously injured people may not be able to survive. It's time to go back and rest now. If you are really exhausted, , you can sleep here."

Dumo did not leave. He turned around and closed the door, folded his hands on his chest, and blocked Luo Qianhuai's way with his tall body.

"Go to sleep." He said expressionlessly: "I'll keep an eye on the phone for you. If there's an emergency, I'll call you."

Luo Qianhuai felt that his head was caught in the door: "Deputy Director Du, please understand that we are not in the same department, and you have no right to interfere with my normal work. And we are not familiar with each other, so why do you think I will Sleeping carelessly in front of a member of the opposite sex? "

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses fell on her face coldly. After a while, Du Mo finally spoke: "I thought we had established a relationship with each other."

"What's the relationship?" Luo Qianhuai felt a little annoyed.

Originally, during the last exchange meeting, there were some vague sparks between her and Du Mo, but those inexplicable feelings slowly disappeared after they came back. After all, there is basically no interaction between an emergency department resident who is on duty 24 hours a day and a well-known head and neck surgery director who is either in the operating room or leading ward rounds.

No one has sent a WeChat message to the other party or made a phone call.

In fact, during duty hours, Luo Qianhuai carried two mobile phones with him and joined seventeen WeChat work groups. He was either receiving instructions or issuing dispatching needs. He had no private social life at all.

So does Dumo. Surgery is going on one after another. It is normal for mobile phones to be left in the suitcase and stand by, with almost no chance of being used.

The emergency department is built outside the main building, with only one corridor connecting it. Unless there are special circumstances, we don't see each other once every half a month.

Even if he accidentally met him, Du Mo would always be surrounded by people. The smiling hospital leaders, the respectful junior doctors, and the young girls full of adoration and admiration, especially Han Yu, who is recognized as white, rich and beautiful in the hospital.

Han Yu's parents are said to be engaged in transnational business. They are smart and studious. They graduated from the best medical school in the country. They are not at the same level as the Xishi Medical College that Luo Qianhuai went to. However, he is not arrogant, so he has come into contact with them. There is no leader or colleague who doesn’t like him.

Although Luo Qianhuai didn't have a close relationship with her, because she was the goddess in the hearts of several young residents in the department, he had a very good impression of the little girl.

Well, that’s the little girl. Medical students study for a long time, starting with an undergraduate degree of five years. Han Yu's major is an eight-year program, and he graduates at the age of 25. But compared to Luo Qianhuai, who is already over 30 years old. , as fresh and tender as the peach blossoms blooming in early spring.

In the past month, Luo Qianhuai had only seen Du Mo from a distance twice. Each time, he could see Han Yu following him step by step, smiling like a flower, charming and cute.

It was the kind of innocence that was cultivated under the care and love of her parents and had no knowledge of the world. It was something she envied extremely, but could never have.

Therefore, she has always been very clear about what she can control, and she has never looked forward to those people who are out of reach and not in the same world as herself.

Even if there are turmoil in my heart, it can still be smoothed over, silenced, and forgotten.

Luo Qianhuai asked those four words calmly and calmly walked to him step by step. His black and white apricot eyes were already bloodshot due to exhaustion.

"Now, please give way and don't delay my work."

Du Mo's tall body bent down and his hands pressed her shoulders naturally.

Luo Qianhuai struggled slightly, but it had no effect. She raised her head and stared at him quietly.

His eyes were also stained with blood, and the tiredness of not sleeping all night painted his handsome face, but it only added a bit of vicissitudes of life to him, just like old wine after being stored in the cellar, without the green and astringent fragrance. All that remains is the weight of time.

The eyebrows flew into the temples, and the phoenix eyes were long and narrow, which seemed to contain the flow of the sun, the moon, and the boundless stars. They were dark and deep, trying to suck her into them.

Luo Qianhuai was speechless in a daze, and subconsciously backed away, but was pulled into an embrace filled with cold fragrance.

"Yinyin, if you really forget, I can help you recall it."

The straight nose approached her, Luo Qianhuai's body leaned back unconsciously, but the back of his head was firmly supported by a hand.

A warm touch came from the lips, and he opened his teeth gently but firmly, so that he could attack the city and plunder the land in his spare time, as if he was entering an uninhabited land.


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