Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

There was a lot of movement at the nurse's station. After a while, other colleagues came to the nurse's station. The noisy man was stopped by the male doctor who came.

Aning was also helped up by other colleagues. Since her forehead was bleeding and looked particularly oozing, she was taken to treat the wound first. She didn't know what happened next.

The wound was not big, but two stitches were still needed. After the bandage was finished and she returned to the nurse's station, the man who caused the trouble was no longer there, and the blood stains on the ground had been cleaned up.

Lin Ru was fine but not in good condition. Aning couldn't resist everyone's persuasion and went to the duty room to rest.

She didn't know whether it was because of a cold or because she had just fallen. Her head felt very heavy and she felt confused and tight.

At noon, when Fang Fang came to the duty room to call An Ning for dinner, she saw the abnormal blush on her face and noticed something was wrong. After calling several times, no one responded. She felt bad and touched her forehead, which was indeed very hot.

When Aning woke up, it was already evening, and the sunset outside the window had also set. She was in a daze for a while before she noticed that this was the ward. She licked her dry lips. She was very thirsty now. She raised her hand and realized that she was hanging. bottle.

Her head was still a little heavy, but it was much better than at noon. She supported the bed with the hand that was not hanging the bottle, and sat up with difficulty to get the water on the table.

But before he could reach it, the door was opened and the lights suddenly turned on. Aning retracted his hand to block the dazzling light. It took him a while to adjust before putting down his hand.

"Dr. Jiang?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, not as pleasant as it usually sounded, but not unpleasant either.

"Are you awake? Do you want to drink water?"

When Jiang Yan saw the person wake up, he strode forward and sat next to her. He picked up the cup next to him and poured a cup of boiling water from the thermos. His tone was calm and gentle, reassuring her for no reason like others.

She probably didn't drink water for a day. She was really thirsty. The glass of water ran out in just one gulp. Aning licked her lips and stared at the young doctor in front of her with bright eyes, like a well-behaved and obedient kitten.

"I want more."

So the young doctor poured her another glass and looked at her anxious eyes as she drank. He lowered his long eyelashes and had a faint dark light in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, the girl stopped drinking water. He raised his eyes to look at her, focusing on her forehead.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and touched the area covered with white gauze. He paused, his dark eyes filled with unknown emotions, and his throat felt inexplicably dry: "Next time, I have to call someone first before stepping forward to help. Medical trouble is not a trivial matter. It makes me feel bad to see you hurt..."

Aning was silent for two seconds, staring into his eyes as if catching something, and spoke very slowly: "I didn't think much about it at that time."

Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't say anything, she shrugged her head and added, "I won't do it next time."

The little girl lowered her head, looking pitiful. The hair on her head became more and more obvious under the light. The young doctor couldn't help but reach out and touch her furry head.

"good."

After hanging the bottle, Jiang Yan took Aning's temperature and took him home until his body temperature dropped to normal.

After arriving home, the porridge Jiang Yan ordered online also arrived. He filled a bowl for Aning and waited for her to finish eating before placing the medicine prescribed in the hospital on the table.

Jiang Yan poured a cup of boiling water and placed it in front of her. His slightly narrow eyes were filled with clear light and shadow, and his voice was unusually soft: "Go to bed early after taking the medicine. Don't turn on the air conditioner tonight."

"Uh-huh."

Aning frowned, nodded obediently, and returned to her room as soon as she took the medicine. She was not as uncomfortable as she was in the morning. She slept for most of the day, and she was very energetic now.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, she still couldn't fall asleep. She quietly opened the door and went to the living room and wandered around for a while. She found that the door to the study was ajar and the light was reflected from inside.

Driven by curiosity, she quietly poked her head out and looked inside. Jiang Yan was wearing home clothes, sitting at a brown wooden table, with gold-framed glasses on his face and his head lowered. What book are you reading?

The orange light cast shadows of varying shades on his body, and his elegant facial features blended into the sparse light. His hand while flipping through the book seemed to be slightly tinged with a soft light, which was indescribably beautiful.

An Ning didn't pay attention for a moment, and the closed door was kicked open by her staggering footsteps. An Ning scratched his head in confusion and grinned at Jiang Yan: "Your door is very well done."

Jiang Yan raised his head when he heard the sound, and his hand that turned over the book paused. Under his glasses, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and countless strands of emotion stirred up.

He looked at the little girl at the door with a smile in his eyes, "Can't sleep?"

An Ning slowly moved in under his gaze, her eyes constantly scanning his table, and asked curiously: "Well... what are you looking at, Doctor Jiang?"

"Overview of Immunology"

"Oh..." It sounds like this book is extraordinary.

Jiang Yan looked at her: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Aning shook his head: "It's much better."

Jiang Yan got up from the chair and walked to her. His long and thin eyelashes slightly covered the warmth in his eyes. He raised his hand and touched her forehead. He made a sound.

"Well, it looks a lot better."