my villain is too cute

Chapter 188 My Little Poor (2)

Han Jin strolled out of the hospital gate, it was still autumn, a gust of cold wind was blowing, her physical reaction made her shiver.

Outside is a wide street, clean and tidy, with only a few yellowed sycamore leaves falling on the sidewalk.

On both sides of the sidewalk is a long row of thick sycamore trees, the trunks of which are so thick that three people can hug each other.

The traces on the intertwined branches and trunks tell how old they have been.

Han Jin crossed his arms and hugged his chest. It was really too cold. The original owner stayed in the hospital all the time. He didn't even know that it was autumn. He didn't even have a coat.

The community where the original owner lived was just behind the hospital. She bought it just after returning to China, and it was only 3 minutes away from the hospital.

Han Jin didn't look at the furniture covered with dust-proof cloth, walked straight to the bedroom, pulled off the dust-proof cloth on the bed and turned on the bed, but fell asleep within 2 minutes.

morning,

Han Jin was awakened by the ringing of the phone, his slender fingers slowly touched the pillow, and stroked it casually.

"Director, where are you?"

The bluffing sound was too noisy, and it was harsh with the sound of electric current.

Han Jin's eyes are clear, and his voice has the magnetism of just waking up.

"at home……"

He Cong rubbed his itchy ears, the director's voice was really nice.

However, it is very strange that the director of the workaholic went home and slept until this time...

"Director, it's already eight o'clock, why don't you come to work?"

Han Jin glanced at the time on the phone: "Right away."

After hanging up the phone, Han Jin got up quickly and walked to the wardrobe next to the bed. Inside were the same white shirt and black trousers, neat and rigorous.

Han Jin took one and went to the bathroom. He had a good night's sleep yesterday. The bruises under his eyes have dissipated a little, but they are still very conspicuous.

Han Jin casually walked in the corridor of the hospital with a piece of toast in his mouth, his eyes were soft, he didn't know what he was thinking.

If this was a hospital, the cutie would be a doctor if not a patient, so it should be easy to find.

"Morning Director."

The nurses at the nurse station greeted Han Jin with blushing faces, but they hadn't seen each other for a day, the director seemed to look even better!
Han Jin stuffed the toast into his mouth two or three times, his cheeks were bulging, and with that calm and indifferent face, there was a cute contrast.

He nodded politely and walked towards the office.

When Han Jin was gone, the nurse at the front desk showed no restraint, and looked like a nympho.

"Ahhh, the director is just so cute!"

"Yeah, the director looks really good when he eats!"

"Wipe your drool!"

The round-faced nurse coughed softly, wiped the corners of her lips embarrassedly, her cheeks were still flushed, like a [-]-year-old adolescent girl.

Han Jin looked at the man sitting on the sofa in the office, raised his eyebrows lightly, went to the office chair and sat down: "Why are you here?"

He Cong smiled and said, "I'm not afraid that something will happen to you because the director is not in the office."

He Cong is a fan of the original owner, and also the deputy chief physician of the Department of Cardiology.

Han Jin nodded, looked at the medical records on the table and on the floor, and said lightly, "Someone send these back to the file room."

He Cong opened his eyes wide in surprise: "The director finally stopped checking the medical records!"

Han Jin nodded, she didn't quite understand why the original owner wanted to investigate, as a senior medical professor, it was useless to look at these.

Seeing Han Jin nodding, He Cong said with excitement, "Then it can work? I still have a lot of questions to ask the director!"

(End of this chapter)