Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

"Open your mouth", a woman's hands are white and moist, like polished jade. She wore a light blue medical mask and only kept a pair of big black and white eyes outside. Under the incandescent light of the hospital, she was a little rigid and indifferent. "Ah..." the man opened his mouth and turned his eyes restlessly. When the woman stopped, he moved his head and asked frivolously, "doctor Yun, is there no big problem with my body?"

She didn't speak, just lowered her head, took out a note from the drawer and wrote it.

The man stared at her. The radiant forehead, white and greasy skin, especially the hands exposed outside, are probably because she is a doctor, and her hands are more pale and slender than ordinary people.

"Doctor Yun, these hands are so beautiful. It's hard to hold the scalpel every day?", The man smiled at the corners of his mouth and slowly raised his hand. First, he covered it, and then he held the plain white hands on the desk. "I opened a company and am short of a personal secretary. If you go, your monthly salary will be 100000. If you do well, you can add money at any time." Such a frivolous tone clearly showed what the secretary was doing.

Yunzhu's movements in her hands stopped. She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Her big eyes with deep folds were slightly provoked, looking charming and attractive.

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

"Sir, you are not in the right situation." Although yunzhuran looks charming, her tone is serious and old-fashioned at the moment, and she doesn't feel frivolous at all.

The man was stunned and seemed to be puzzled, "what's wrong?", He must not be ill. He came to the hospital to have a sister. But the doctor in front of him was so solemn that he couldn't help asking.

"I'm not sure." Yunzhu's delicate eyebrows frowned, his eyes looked straight at him, and took his hand out of his hand, "Sir, you haven't found that you've turned yellow recently, your saliva is sticky, and your eyes are congested..." she said. She suddenly stopped and looked at him with doubt. Then she said slowly, with some soothing meaning in it, "eat whatever you want these days."

Yunzhuran didn't say anything else. She sat in a chair and wrote a diagnosis.

But the man over there panicked and ate whatever he wanted. The implication in the hospital was that there was no cure! He hurriedly took the mirror to look at his face, which was consistent with what she said. The original complacent man instantly softened his legs, "Dr. Yun, what's the matter with me? Tell me quickly! I have money, and I can invite a lot of good doctors to treat me!"

"Don't worry, not necessarily." Often faced with such patients, Yunzhu dye is very experienced. "Besides, even if you are diagnosed, you have three months. Western medicine can't treat it. Isn't there still traditional Chinese medicine?"

When she said this, the man whose legs were soft now turned pale. He had 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 must remarry with her son!

"Well, I'll give you a list. You'll have a routine examination first." Yun ZhuRan frowned and looked at him anxiously. "Sir, no matter what the inspection results are, you should do a good job."

"I know!" The man scratched his hair carelessly, "write me a list quickly."

Yun ZhuRan sighed, holding a pen in her hand, quickly opened a list and patted the man's hand. "There must be a way to the front of the mountain, sir. Look away."

At present, the God of death, any beauty is empty, but yunzhuran's tone is too gentle. The man looks up at her. There is a strong concern in those peach blossom eyes. He holds her hand, "doctor Yun, thank you..."

Yun ZhuRan took out his hand and gave him the bill. "It's 12000 in total. Don't forget to pay. You should hurry up. It'll take a lot of time to change shifts later."

The man took the list, turned around and hurried away. He went to check before changing shifts.

"Girl, it's a good film. I caught another fat sheep. But your expression is the same as real. You're right." The head nurse on one side came in to check the medicine and just saw the man holding Yunzhu dyeing his hand and thanking him.

"Everyone can see the appearance of excessive indulgence. It's worse to say on my face that I'm the rich. I'm most afraid of death and don't pit him or anyone." Yun ZhuRan leaned back on the chair and stretched. "Who says he's not ill? He's in the late stage of cheap cancer. He has a wife and wants to find a young and beautiful one every day." Saying this, there was a burst of dissatisfaction in the beautiful eyes.

"Blame who, not you." The head nurse looked at her, "but I said you're not young. I really don't think about finding one."

"I'm not a junior." Yunzhuran looks down to tidy up her things and looks at her wristwatch. "OK, sister Wang, it's time to get off work. I'll go first."

"OK, pay attention alone."

Out of the hospital, after changing his white coat, yunzhuran also took off his mask, and a charming white dazzling face jumped in front of him. Compared with the pure beauty popular in recent years, her beauty is too domineering, dazzling, and full of amorous feelings at the tip of her eyebrows and corners of her eyes. In the words of a little nurse in the hospital, she is born with a small three face.

Junior, your uncle!

Obviously, those men have pits in their brains and shit in the pits. In the end, it has become the fault of her appearance?!

Yun ZhuRan took out a paper towel from her bag and wiped the hand held by the man today. Because of her appearance, she rarely opened her mask in the hospital, but even so, countless wild bees and butterflies swarmed in and couldn't drive away. Moreover, because she was difficult to do, someone specially organized a group to brush her copy. Yunzhuran was angry at the thought of here.

After all, he is a doctor. No matter how hot his temper is, yunzhuran doesn't dare to beat patients. He can only use such a euphemistic way to pit them.

Taking the last bus, yunzhuran quickly arrived at the residential area under the moonlight.

"Xiao Tian, can you help me move out of bed? I just bought it today. I'm a woman and can't move it." As soon as she inserted the key into the door, yunzhuran heard the dialogue in such a scene and pursed her lips reflectively.

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

"Thank you so much. Near the furniture city, this is their store address. When you go, just say I asked you to come." The woman held the child and smiled out of sight. "What a good boy, a rare good man in society." It seemed that she was afraid of what he wanted. After thanking him, the woman said nothing else and slammed the door.

Sure enough, Yun ZhuRan turned her head and looked at the tall, slightly bloated man behind her. He stood there with his head down, a little stunned on his face.

She sneered, "come on, let me see our selfless, great and dedicated young man... Yo Yo, why are you shy?" To move the bed, you have to hire a car, and in a place like City C, it's impossible to lose 500 yuan. Plus the oil money and all kinds of human and material resources, it's at least 1000 yuan.

The man in front of him is a famous good man in their community, but yunzhuran has always despised him. This man is not only good, but also soft. Anyone can poke it and help anyone who asks him to help. For example, today's woman obviously wants to save a sum of money and use him as a donkey envoy. She is still happy. Yunzhuran has a bad temper every time she comes back from the hospital. Seeing this scene adds fuel to the fire.

"Can you speak so surly?", Mu Qingtian wanted to avoid her, but now he obviously couldn't avoid it. He had to reply softly, and then lift the box on the ground. This is the fruit he helped the old lady upstairs carry. Different from his ordinary appearance, he has a good voice, deep and soft like a Alto cello. Every time he hears this voice, Yun ZhuRan feels like listening to the midnight male anchor on the radio.

Unfortunately, the owner of this good voice is a fool. Yun ZhuRan bypassed him and patted the box hard. The man didn't notice. As a result, his hand loosened and all the fruits rolled to the ground.

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

"Why are you like this? What did I do to annoy you?" As a good man, he gets along with everyone very well. I just don't know why. The woman across the door always looks at him for a moment and wants to hurt him. Mu Qingtian hid several times, but there was no way. In a community, he didn't look up and looked down.

Yun ZhuRan turned the key, opened the door, looked back at him with his lips, and looked straight at her, "you didn't offend me. You have an occupational disease. When you see a person whose brain is as smooth as a wrinkle removal needle, you can't help but want to cure it."

Not to mention anything else, yunzhuran's appearance is really very challenging. Mu Qingtian has heard old ladies talking in the community more than once. She wants her son-in-law to stay away from her. She is born with a pair of fox eyes. When looking at each other, those eyes are more like hooks, which entangle you in every detail.

Mu Qingtian was stunned for a moment.

Yun ZhuRan's face became colder, scolded silly and ruthlessly closed the door.

Mu Qingtian outside scratched his head and felt inexplicable. Squat down and slowly pick up the fruit falling on the ground. Yunzhu dyed through the cat's eyes. Watching his clumsy movements, his full lips pursed, "it's really worthless."