Host, You're Targeted

After finishing the conversation with his male classmates, Tang Yan went to the clinic to see yuan Hansheng, who temporarily took the students from the tent to the clinic.

When Tang Yan walked in, Yuan Hansheng was dressing the students. When he heard someone coming in at the door, he didn't even lift his head.

Knowing that Yuan Hansheng could not be disturbed at work, Tang Yan went to him and took a look.

“…… Mr. Tang. "

When Tang Yan heard this cry, he looked up to see the boy who was being bandaged. Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar face. Isn't this the tingwen that accidentally poked his eyes when he and Yuan Hansheng met again?

Tang Yan couldn't believe that he dislocated his hand after stabbing his eyes. He was speechless for a while and didn't know what to say.

Yuan Hansheng, who bowed his head and bandaged Duan tingwen, seemed to know what Tang Yan was thinking. He kept moving and said, "don't say anything if you don't know what to say. Help me pull up this sleeve."

Duan tingwen was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yuan Hansheng's words without subject were for him to listen to. Just as he was about to stretch out his uninjured hand to arm yuan Hansheng's sleeve, he saw Tang Yan suddenly come over, sticking to Yuan Hansheng's wrist, and carefully pulled up his sleeve for him.

"It's going to be loose over there. Let's do it."

Tang Yan didn't speak. He naturally walked around yuan Hansheng to the other side and finished his sleeve for him.

"Find a place to sit down. I'll be right here."

"Good."

Tang Yan turned to promise, went to Yuan Hansheng's desk, took out his mobile phone and sat in his chair.

Duan tingwen felt as if he had seen something extraordinary, and his mouth was wide with shock.

The last time he came, they were not like this! Why do you feel like an old husband and wife in every move now? Is it his brain or are they?

Yuan Hansheng wrapped up the last bandage and finally straightened up to see Duan tingwen's mouth wide open and his eyes dull.

He snapped his finger in front of Duan tingwen, looked at Duan tingwen strangely, and asked, "has your chin dislocated?"

Duan tingwen closed his mouth, swallowed his mouth and shook his head instinctively.

"How stupid is the child?"

Tang Yan commented on the side with a sigh.

"Don't make any noise."

Yuan Hansheng went to Tang Yan and played on his forehead. Then he pushed the chair to the side of Tang Yan. He pulled the book on the table and began to write the medical record.

Tang Yan, who was pushed aside by him on a stool, put his legs on the ground and stretched his neck to look over.

"Duan tingwen, male, 19 years old, sophomore in Chinese language and Literature..."

Tang Yannian was half covered by Yuan Hansheng and pushed back. He flicked on the back of his head and gave him a threatening look.

Duan tingwen is still sitting on the wall, looking at the two people who are greasy and crooked in front of the table. He sees Tang Yan, who is pushed away by Yuan Hansheng, and stealthily grabs a corner of Yuan Hansheng's white coat. Yuan Hansheng does not stop him, so he stands in front of the table with his clothes and leans down to write the medical record.

"Brother Sheng, I'm hungry. I think..."

Yuan Hansheng finished writing the medical record. Hearing this, he just rubbed two pieces on his forehead and went to the front of the cabinet to find the medicine.

"It's a pain killer. Take it when it hurts, and don't take it if it doesn't hurt. Don't lift heavy objects. Don't press your hands when you sleep. Also, come to the infirmary for massage every day

Yuan Hansheng gives Duan tingwen the list and medicine, indicating that Duan tingwen can go out.

Duan tingwen holds the medicine and the list and goes out. He takes a look at the closed door behind him and always feels that something is wrong.

It was not until he went out that Tang Yan told yuan Hansheng that he was hungry? What are they doing inside with the door closed? Waiting for takeaway?