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Chapter 277 Young Gangster VS Doctor Sister [6]

When Le Tong walked into the ward, Yan Dong had already woken up and was sitting on the bed.

This was the first time she saw Yan Dong sober.

His eyes were cold, emotionless, and murderous.

Yan Dong was the injured person sent in by Han Qingmu, and Le Tong didn't know his name until he read the medical records.

But... only 20 years old?
At a young age, I don't know how to restrain my emotions at all.

Putting down the medical records, Le Tong bent down and reached out to lift his clothes to check the wound, but Yan Dong avoided him and looked at him strangely, "You won't let me lift the clothes, how can I check?"

Yan Dong was a little embarrassed. He was treated by male doctors before. This was the first time he was treated like this by a female doctor, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Le Tong was quite dumbfounded, as if she was bullying a woman from a good family, and explained again, "I am a doctor, and I face so many patients every day. I have never seen anything, and besides, I performed your operation." , have seen everything that should be seen.”

Yan Dong, who had never been in contact with a woman, only felt that his face was hot.

Have you seen everything you should see?
Taking advantage of his distraction, Le Tong lifted off his clothes and began to check.

Yan Dongchu was still very nervous at the beginning, but when he saw the female doctor's businesslike appearance, his body relaxed unconsciously.

A moment later, Le Tong covered Yan Dong with a quilt, wrote down the examination results on the medical record card, and then smiled, "He's recovering well, but it's best to drink some nutritious soup to facilitate wound healing."

"Thank you."

"You have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Yan Dong nodded.

Le Tong turned and left, opened the door, not wanting to bump into Han Qingmu who was rushing in, took a step back, Han Qingmu subconsciously held her hand.

After standing still, Le Tong let go of his hand, "Thank you."

"Thank you, it's a little effort."

Le Tong looked at him with a half-smile, "But why do I remember that the inpatient department stipulates that running in the corridor is strictly prohibited, with your momentum just now, you came here by running, right?"

Han Qingmu felt guilty, "Where is there?"

"Really?" Le Tong didn't ask any more questions, but he still tried to persuade him, "Don't be so reckless next time."

"understood."

Le Tong's gaze stayed on the fresh-keeping box in Han Qingmu's hand, "You just bought this for Yan Dong?"

"Is there a problem?" Han Qingmu was at a loss. He obviously went to a five-star hotel to pack the best dishes.

"There is a problem, it's too greasy." Le Tong counted down the precautions one by one, "He is injured now, so he should not eat oily food, spicy, or irritating food. Take it all."

Han Qingmu had no experience in taking care of others, so he listened very seriously, and even modestly asked Le Tong for advice, "Then what should I buy?"

Le Tong took out the pen and notebook in his pocket, tore off a piece of paper, wrote an address and handed it to Han Qingmu, "Go to this place to buy, the food here is delicious and nutritious."

Han Qingmu took the note in her hand, "Thank you, your doctor is really kind to patients."

Le Tong sighed helplessly, "I only take care of you for your sake, who made me harbor ill feelings towards you?"

Han Qingmu's reaction was much calmer than last time, but his expression was still unnatural.

Le Tong suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, and put the pen in his pocket into his pocket, "Okay, I have to go to another ward to see, let's go first, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)