Take the keys, change shoes and go out.

Jiang Que followed behind Shi Jin and closed the door.

The two of them went downstairs one after another.

When they were almost at the hospital, Shi Jin bought breakfast at the steamed bun shop in front of the hospital.

Jiang Que took the steaming bun and was about to take a bite, but Shi Jin, who was about to pay, intercepted him and took the bun away from his mouth without saying a word.

Jiang Que opened his mouth but didn't even touch the bun skin.

Jiang Que stood at the door of the steamed bun shop for a long time, but only smelled a little bit of food: "???"

Such a little temper.

How interesting.

I just wore two of your clothes, but you didn’t even let me eat a bun?

If you don't spend the money you earn on me, do you want to support others?

There are no doors! !

Jiang Que's breakfast was snatched away, and he looked like he needed a reasonable explanation. He had a smile on his face, but he felt cold in his bones, with a strong sense of oppression that did not belong to his age.

Shi Jin looked away from him and took out his phone to scan the code to pay: "Draw blood first, then eat."

After paying, I walked towards the hospital carrying the breakfast packed by the boss.

Maybe because time was a bit tight, Shi Jin walked very fast.

Jiang Que looked at Shi Jin's back as he hurriedly crossed the road, crushed the remaining warmth of the bun on his fingers, raised his lower lip and followed.

Shi Jin was a little busy, so he wrote a checkup list for Jiang Que.

When Jiang Que finished drawing blood and checking the room, Shi Jin was waiting outside.

Pressing his arm with a cotton swab, Jiang Que stood up and looked back, just in time to see Shi Jin, who was wearing glasses and a white coat and looked calm, composed and intimidating in the corridor not far away.

The man's eyes met Jiang Que's. Without saying anything, he came over to take Jiang Que's checkup list and looked through it. After making sure that he had done everything, his brows relaxed a little.

"Come to my office and get something to eat."

Shi Jin walked in front holding Jiang Que's list.

Jiang Que had been pressing his arm with a cotton swab. When he saw Shi Jin turn around, he slowly threw away the cotton swab, put down his sleeve that had been rolled up when drawing blood, and followed Shi Jin.

Before Shi Jin returned to China, the hospital appointed him as the director of cardiac surgery with his own independent office.

The cubicle next to the office is his lounge, where he can rest when he can’t stand the high-intensity work.

In addition to Shi Jin's patient information and computer in the office, there is also a small box of candies, which is for those who are too busy to eat and suffer from hypoglycemia. Shi Jin also keeps two candies in his white coat pocket.

Shi Jin was busy making rounds and hadn't eaten the breakfast he bought in the morning, so he just threw it on the table.

He brought Jiang Que in, closed the door, and used his foot to hook a chair for Jiang Que to sit next to his office to eat.

"There are a lot of people in the hospital today, so the report will be slow to come out. You can go to the lounge and take a nap after you finish eating."

Shi Jin sat at his seat and ate breakfast. Jiang Que hooked the chair that Shi Jin brought over, sat over, and raised an eyebrow: "Sleep in your... bed?"

When he paused, thinking about the past two nights, Shi Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him, suspecting that he had caused trouble, but he couldn't ignore it now.

She picked a bun from breakfast and put it on the table in front of Jiang Que, her eyes revealing that she couldn't stop you from eating it.

Jiang Que glanced at Baozi and didn't move.

Instead, he lightly raised his hand to cover his arm where blood was drawn, curled his lower lip, and looked at Shi Jin: "My hand hurts, I can't move."

Shi Jin: “…”

I didn't let you eat just now, so now you're taking revenge, right?

Jiang Que looked like he had been drained of blood and was unable to even lift his hands.

Shi Jin was speechless and smiled for no apparent reason.

He put the food he hadn’t finished in a bag and put it on the table, then opened the one for Jiang Que and handed it to him.

Jiang Que still didn't move, and signaled him with his eyes to look at his hands, both of which were busy.

Shi Jin continued to remain speechless.

Hand it to his mouth.

Someone just opened his mouth to bite.

The boy was very satisfied with Shi Jin's service.

Sometimes he wanted to eat, sometimes he wanted to drink. Shi Jin looked unhappy, but he still did what he was told.

When he had almost finished eating, a nurse came to find Shi Jin.

Jiang Que strolled around Shi Jin's office and lay on the single bed in the lounge, which had a faint smell of disinfectant mixed with a hint of Shi Jin's shower gel.

Jiang Que has been using this shower gel while staying at his house these two days.

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