Quick Wear System: Don’t Worry, the Hero!

"Director, I already have a patient in my hand. I can't pick up this one. Can you take over with someone else?" A squeamish female voice sounded.

Bai Yu moved his left ear. This should be a call.

"Director, don't be like this. People have always known that you are the best. You also know that this patient has been treated for ten years. It seems that it can't be cured. I have a good future. You can't do this to others." "The voice became even more boring, and the people who listened to it were as tired as they were.

Bai Yu knew that it was the heroine who was talking, and the heroine is now unwilling to take the patient as the heroine, and is now asking the director to intercede.

Her current task is also to attack the hero, and the best place to attack the hero should be around the hero.

After thinking about countermeasures, she opened her eyes again, rubbed her eyes as if she had just woke up, and sat up.

Bai Yu looks in front of a woman wearing a white coat, but with fine makeup on her face and pink nails on her hands.

This is the heroine, Hong Ling'er.

"Ah, Bai Yu, you slept in the dormitory during your lunch break today?" Hong Ling'er saw the person on the bed and hung up the phone in a panic, with a panic expression on her face.

There is a memory of this body in Bai Yu's mind, so he nodded naturally, "I just finished working on a patient today, and I will spend the night in the dormitory directly."

"Oh, just now?" Hong Ling'er asked a little nervously.

"I heard it. Why don't you give this patient to me? Anyway, I'm done with one." Bai Yu stood up casually, and took a sip of cold water from the cup on the table.

"Oh? You want to pick it up?" Hong Ling'er's eyes flickered with joy.

"Is it inconvenient for you to pick it up?" Bai Yu glanced lightly.

Hong Ling'er looked at Bai Yu's eyes, she was a little scared, but she looked at it seriously, it was Bai Yu.

"how?"

"No, you can pick it up if you want, this is his information." Hong Linger stuffed the case in her hand, and then left the dormitory.

Bai Yu took the case and sat on a stool, opened the first page, and what he saw was a photo.

The appearance is very immature, but the facial features are a bit delicate. This appearance should be the kind of little boy who is more popular in school.

Bai Yu looked at his age again, eighteen.

Hey, I didn't think I was really a kid.

"Maomao, is this the hero?" Bai Yu asked in his heart.

"Ding...yes, master."

With a snap, Bai Yu picked up the phone and dialed the phone number he had just remembered.

Two minutes later, I hung up the phone as expected.

No one answered the phone.

Bai Yu shook his hair and walked out with the case.

She currently works in one of the city's top psychological specialist hospitals, where she has worked for two years.

That is to say, a small doctor, with the director pressing on it, and no intern underneath to bully her.

Bai Yu used to be a little bit awkward. When others bullied her for coming late, all kinds of intractable patients were stuffed with her, and the mild symptoms were their lives.

This time Bai Yu was about to take over the male lead who had been ill for ten years, Hong Linger had no objection, that is, he was used to Bai Yu's character.

When Bai Yu took over the patient, in addition to Hong Linger's consent, he had to go to the director to register and see the patient's guardian.

She came to the door of an office and listened to some sounds from inside.

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