I Love My Sweet Neighbor

"Open your mouth." The woman's hands were white and warm, like polished jade. She was wearing a light blue surgical mask, with only a pair of large black and white eyes outside. Under the hospital's incandescent light, she looked a little stiff and indifferent.

"Ah..." The man answered, his eyes rolling restlessly. When the woman put her hands away, he moved his head and asked frivolously, "Doctor Yun, is there anything wrong with my body?"

She did not say anything, but lowered her head and took out the note from the drawer, which was scribbling.

The man stared at her intently. Her glistening forehead, white and greasy skin, especially those exposed hands, were probably because she was a doctor, and those hands were paler and longer than normal.

"Doctor Yun, these hands are so beautiful. It's hard to hold a scalpel every day, isn't it?" The man's lips curled into a smile and his hands slowly rose. He covered them first and then took the pair of white hands on his desk. "I'm running a company and I'm in need of a personal secretary. If you go, I'll make you a hundred thousand a month. Good job, pay any time." Such a frivolous tone clearly showed what the secretary was up to.

Yun Zhuran's hand stopped moving. She looked up at the man in front of her. Her big, wrinkled eyes were slightly raised, looking charming and attractive.

"Doctor Yun," such a stunner, that man could resist. Because she didn't pull her hand out at the moment, he thought she didn't mean to refuse and just wanted to take advantage of the situation to hold someone in his arms so that he could do something about it. Unexpectedly, the person in front of him frowned tightly.

"This gentleman, your situation is not right." Although Yun Zhuran was charming, his tone was serious and old-fashioned, and he did not feel frivolous at all.

The man was stunned, as if puzzled. "What's wrong?" He must be fine. He came to the hospital to pick up girls. But the doctor in front of him looked so solemn that he couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not sure." Yun Zhuran's delicate brows furrowed, her eyes fixed on him, and she pulled her hand out of his. "Sir, you haven't noticed that your face has turned yellow recently, your saliva is sticky, and your eyes are bloodshot..." As she spoke, she suddenly stopped and looked at him suspiciously before slowly saying, with some comforting meaning in it, "Eat whatever you want these days."

Yun Zhuran said nothing more and sat down in his chair and wrote the diagnosis.

But the man over there panicked and ate whatever he wanted, which meant there was no cure in the hospital! He quickly took a mirror and looked at his face. In accordance with what she said, the originally complacent man instantly softened his legs. "Doctor Yun, what's wrong with me? Tell me! I have money. I can hire a lot of good doctors to treat me!"

"Don't worry, it's not certain yet." Yun Zhuran was very experienced in dealing with such patients. "Besides, even if you were diagnosed, you still have three months. Western medicine can't cure it. Don't you have chinese medicine?"

When she said that, the man whose legs were already weak was now even paler. It was only three months! "Doctor Yun, tell me what's wrong with me? I can't die, my son is only eight years old!" When he died, the yellow-faced woman in the family would definitely remarry with her son!

"Well, I'll make a list for you. You go get a routine checkup first." Yun Zhuran frowned and looked at him worriedly. "Sir, no matter what the results are, you have to be in a good mood."

"I know!" The man scratched his hair. "Write me a list."

Yun Zhuran sighed, held a pen in his hand, and quickly wrote a list. He patted the man's hand. "There's a way out when the car comes. Sir, look away."

At the moment of death, any beauty was false, but yun zhuran's tone was too gentle. The man looked up at her, his peach blossom eyes overflowing with concern. He held her hand and said, "Doctor Yun, thank you..."

Yun Zhuran took out his hand and handed him the bill. "That's twelve thousand. Don't forget to pay. You have to hurry up. It will take you a while to change shifts."

The man took the list, turned around and left quickly. He went to check before he changed shifts.

"The girl's film is good. She caught another fat sheep. But your expression is the same as real, and you have a point." The head nurse came in to check the medicine and saw the man holding yun zhuran's hand to thank him.

"You look like you're indulging too much. Anyone can tell. This kind of person only has a face that says that I'm rich, and I'm most afraid of death. Yun Zhuran leaned back in his chair and stretched." Who says he's not sick? He's definitely in the terminal stage of cancer. You have a wife and you want to look for someone young and beautiful every day." As she spoke, there was a wave of discontent in her beautiful eyes.

"Who's to blame, not you." The head nurse glanced at her. "But I said you're not too old to think about finding one."

"I'm not third." Yun Zhuran lowered her head and tidied up her things. She looked at her wristwatch and said, "Okay, sis wang, it's time for work. I'll go first."

"Okay, be careful alone."

After getting out of the hospital and changing into a white coat, Yun Zhuran also removed his mask, and a seductive, white, piercing face suddenly jumped in front of him. Compared to the pure beauty that had been popular all these years, her beauty was too overbearing. Her frowns and smiles were dazzling, and her brows and eyes were full of amorous feelings. In the words of a hospital nurse, he was born with a small face.

Third, your uncle!

Those men had holes in their brains and shit in them, and in the end, it was her appearance's fault?!

As Yun Zhuran walked, he took out a tissue from his bag and kept wiping the hand that the man held today. Because of her looks, she rarely took off her mask in the hospital, but even so, there were still countless wild butterflies swarming in and out. And because she was difficult to handle, Yun Zhuran was furious at the thought that someone had organized a group to brush this copy of her.

After all, he was a doctor, and no matter how hot-tempered Yun Zhuran was, he didn't dare to hit the patients, so he could only use such a tactful method to trick them.

On the last bus, Yun Zhuran walked quickly to the neighborhood under the moonlight.

"Xiaotian, can you help me get out of bed? I just bought it today. I'm a woman, I can't move." As soon as the key was inserted into the door, Yun Zhuran heard the conversation in this scene and reflexively pressed his lips.

"Sure, no problem. Where is it? I'll help you move it." Without hesitation, the man readily agreed.

"Thank you so much. It's near the furniture city. This is their store's address. You can just say that I asked you to come when you get there." The woman hugged the child and smiled, "What a good boy, a rare good person in society." As if she was afraid that he would ask for some good money, the woman thanked him and closed the door with a bang.

Sure enough, Yun Zhuran turned around and looked at the tall, slightly plump man behind him. He stood there with his head down, a look of astonishment on his face.

Her lips curled into a sneer. "Come on, let me see this selfless, great and dedicated young man of ours... Yo yo, why are you still shy?" To move a bed, you have to hire a car, and in a place like c city, it's impossible to lose five hundred yuan, plus fuel money and all kinds of manpower and material resources, at least a thousand yuan.

The man in front of her was a famous good man in her neighborhood, but yun zhuran never liked him. This man is not only good, but also soft. Anyone can poke him and help anyone who asks for his help. For example, the woman today obviously wanted to save some money and use him as a donkey. Yun Zhuran had a bad temper every time he came back from the hospital, and seeing this added fuel to the fire.

"Can you speak so strangely?" Mu Qingtian wanted to avoid her, but now it was obvious that he couldn't avoid her. He replied softly and then lifted the box on the floor. It was the fruit he helped the old lady upstairs carry. Unlike his ordinary appearance, he had a good voice, deep and soft like a viola. Every time he heard this voice, Yun Zhuran felt like he was listening to a midnight male anchor on the radio.

Unfortunately, the owner of this beautiful voice is a big fool. Yun Zhuran walked around him and slapped the box hard. The man didn't notice, but his hand loosened and the fruit fell to the ground.

Yun Zhuran turned to look at him. "When you grow a brain, I'll talk to you in a normal tone."

"Why are you like this? What did I do to provoke you?" As a good old man, he got along very well with everyone, but for some reason, this woman looked at him for a long time and wanted to hurt him. Mu Qingtian hid a few times, but there was nothing he could do. In a small neighborhood, he looked up and down.

Yun Zhuran turned the key, opened the door, looked back at him with his lips raised and his eyes fixed on her. "You didn't offend me. You're a professional. When you see someone whose brain is as smooth as a wrinkle remover, you can't help but want to be treated."

Apart from anything else, Yun Zhuran's appearance was really outstanding. More than once in the neighborhood, Mu Qingtian heard the old ladies talking about keeping her son-in-law away from her. He was born with a pair of foxy eyes. When he looked at each other, those eyes were more like hooks, and they were all wrapped around you.

Mu Qingtian was stunned for a moment.

Yun Zhuran's face grew colder as he cursed stupidly and slammed the door shut.

Outside, Mu Qingtian scratched his head, feeling confused. Squatting down, he slowly picked up the fruit that had fallen from the ground. Yun Zhuran looked through his cat's eyes at his clumsy movements and pursed his full lips. "What a loser."