Raiders My Doctor

Cheng Zhiyang hasn't come out to play for a long time.

This is indeed quite rare for her party personality.

In the car, Cheng Zhiyang casually reported the name of a place, and she regretted it after she finished the report. Isn't this the place where she quarreled with Duan Wenwen and met Dr. Shen?

But on the one hand, she didn't know where else she could go, and on the other hand, she felt that because of a heavy pillow, she was as cowardly as a bun, and even wanted to hide when she went to play, and she didn't own the bar?

Cheng Zhiyang came to Enfer in such a tangled manner, even though it was the end of the year, the place was not deserted at all, music, lighting, a group of young men and women who were too tired to hold back at home during the New Year came in and out, shoulder to shoulder, Cheng Zhiyang suddenly had a feeling of returning to the home court Feel.

She casually ordered a glass of wine, then sat on the bar and squinted her eyes, looking at the chaos around her. After a while, someone came up to strike up a conversation.

"Sister alone?"

It's a female voice.

Cheng Zhiyang raised his eyelids, it was an unfamiliar face, she was a little surprised that the person who spoke was a woman, enfer is not the same, in this kind of bar, most of the people invited are young people.

The woman's makeup was exaggerated, and her appearance was a little distorted under the excessive modification. Cheng Zhiyang couldn't tell the other party's sexuality at first glance, so he raised his glass.

"Ang." Not too cold or warm.

"Go to my sister's place to play? A group of us."

"to make."

Cheng Zhiyang didn't come here to drink alone, if it was a man who struck up a conversation, she would take a look at his appearance, if it was good, she would agree, if it was too ordinary, she would refuse.

Of course, except for those who don't obviously have good intentions.

And when facing the same sex, people seem to instinctively let go of their defenses.

This group of people had a good time, and it seemed that not all of them were acquaintances. Under the influence of alcohol, the men and women shouted loudly, hooked their shoulders, and when they got excited, they made a boo across the seat amidst the whistles.

It's not that Cheng Zhiyang has never participated in this kind of open party before. Under the influence of alcohol, this lively and noisy atmosphere is like an anesthetic, which can easily bring people into a state of forgetfulness and forget about the unpleasantness. Forget those deserted, as if this whole life can go on like this, always in the climax, never fall down.

Cheng Zhiyang suddenly felt a little empty.

It's not like I didn't have this feeling before, but it was the first time that this feeling didn't emerge after the show.

At first, the woman who pulled Cheng Zhiyang over sat next to Cheng Zhiyang, looking at the dazed woman, she felt a little strange, her feeling should not be wrong, from the first moment Cheng Zhiyang came in, she knew that this was definitely not a cheap person Deng, this should be a wild woman in her bones.

But now, this person seemed a little out of place.

She suddenly leaned over, grabbed Cheng Zhiyang's shoulders, and pressed her lips against her ears, looking from the outside, as if she was kissing her ears intimately.

"Is there something wrong with my sister?"

Cheng Zhiyang's train of thought was suddenly interrupted, not to mention angry, but a little annoyed, but he didn't show it on his face.She laughed softly, and didn't push the woman away, after all, that would be too boring. "It's been too long, it's an adaptation period."

The woman also laughed, noncommittal, and hugged Cheng Zhiyang even tighter. The smell of perfume on her body was a bit pungent, and Cheng Zhiyang suddenly recalled another smell, which was also choking.

The smell of disinfectant.

The smell of hospital disinfectant.

"My sister is so beautiful, how can such a beautiful person be unhappy?" She suddenly kissed Cheng Zhiyang's face while she was talking, and then asked in a soft and greasy voice: "This way, my sister will be in a better mood." Is it a little?"

"It's much better."

Cheng Zhiyang's voice is not loud, with a slightly rising ending, which sounds charming and hot, like a deep whisper when he is emotional.But her action was to reach out and pick up the wine glass on the table.

This time, the woman's body was almost touching Cheng Zhiyang's body, but she was quietly avoided.

"Are you shy?" The woman naturally saw Cheng Zhiyang's silent refusal, and was not annoyed. She also picked up the wine glass and gave Cheng Zhiyang a compliment. "Wine fine."

Cheng Zhiyang let out a "huh" without any ambiguity, and in the sight of the woman, he drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and did not forget to lift the glass after drinking, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, indescribably seductive.

The woman raised her eyebrows and helped Cheng Zhiyang refill the wine, but Cheng Zhiyang suddenly said something while pouring the wine in front of her.

"You know me?" The interrogative sentence is the tone of a declarative sentence.

The woman was startled, she didn't expect Cheng Zhiyang to say that.

"If you know me, you know me. There's nothing to hide, sister." Cheng Zhiyang lowered his voice, his expression was still smiling, but his tone was cold, "Even my orientation has been found out, huh?"

The woman laughed "haha", she didn't hide that she was exposed, she simply stopped pretending, and her whole body was wrapped around Cheng Zhiyang's body like a boneless one. "Then is Miss Cheng interested in playing with me?"

In fact, Cheng Zhiyang doesn't dislike this kind of contact, she is quite insecure, like a moth yearning for warmth.

"Then how does sister want to play?"

Cheng Zhiyang looked innocent and ignorant like a college student, and blinked at the woman with a half-smile.

The woman's hand that was originally on Cheng Zhiyang's shoulder moved down slowly, passing through her light clothes like a small boat, with a feeling of wanting to touch it.

It's just that she didn't wait for the other party to respond positively to this action. Cheng Zhiyang's cell phone vibrated suddenly. She didn't look at the woman anymore, and took out her cell phone on her own.

It is a WeChat message:

Shen: Mr. Zhou, if it is convenient, can we meet up?

"Hold!"

Cheng Zhiyang cursed, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the woman next to him was so startled that her hands softened.Cheng Zhiyang reached for the wine glass that was just full on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

Different from the cocktail she ordered just now, the foreign wine that the woman refilled was not low in alcohol. Cheng Zhiyang felt the spicy taste of the strong wine rushing to his head after drinking a glass, and suddenly, she wanted to cry.

Ever since wearing Mr. Zhou's vest and talking to Shen Zhen for a few words that day, she no longer pays attention to anyone.No matter how Cheng Zhiyang sends a message to the other party, the other party will not reply a word, as if the world has evaporated. The most annoying thing is, if you don't reply to the message, don't send it to Moments, okay?But Dr. Shen's "academic forwarding" is not missing.

Do it on purpose!

Cheng Zhiyang couldn't help it, but because he was wearing a vest, he couldn't get angry. As a result, at this time, that woman went to see her in-laws, and she even sent someone a message?Also said to meet?

Even if he co-authored with this mentally handicapped Mr. Zhou, how about ignoring her, Cheng Zhiyang?

The glass was dry, and there was a bit of a commotion. The people on the opposite side all looked over. It wasn't that they had never seen a girl who could drink, but the girl's teeth-gnashing energy was a bit too fierce...

A tall man, with a slightly teasing tone, "Yo, my sister just did it by herself, what will my brothers do?" gulp.

He had just finished drinking, and was about to smile at the beauty heartily without blushing, but found that Cheng Zhiyang didn't look at him at all.

Her eyes went to the whole bottle.

The man thought to himself, this is it, and he saw Cheng Zhiyang picked up the wine bottle.

shit.

The people around seemed to be silenced, Qiqi looked at Cheng Zhiyang who stood up, holding the bottle neck in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other.

beep - beep -

The people who suddenly fell silent heard the sound of a mobile phone dialing.

Cheng Zhiyang didn't care about the not long ago when he swore not to call that person, but now he couldn't move his eyes, staring at the phone screen.

beep--

The third sound, still not being answered, Cheng Zhiyang was nervous and angry. The woman just sent her a message, so it was impossible that she didn't have her mobile phone.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she suddenly raised her head, and the colorful liquid hit by the light poured into her throat like this.

There is no voice, but everyone is dubbing this crazy girl in their hearts.

When the bottle bottomed out, Cheng Zhiyang let go and threw the bottle aside with a crisp voice.

Almost at the same moment, the phone was connected.

Shen Zhen looked at the phone with an uncertain expression. This is her personal number, not many people know it.

"Who is it?" Song Xi asked from the side.

A name popped up in Shen Zhen's mind.

She didn't answer Song Xi, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button, but as soon as she got connected, there was a crisp cracking sound from the receiver.

With that voice, even Song Xi, who was leisurely stuffing a strawberry into his mouth beside him, couldn't help but his molars ached.

The physiological sensitivity of this kind of sound Song Xi has complained countless times. She was unbearably uncomfortable with this sharp sound. Shen Zhen explained that this frequency band is similar to the warning sound that monkeys make when they are in danger. A genetic conditioning left over from the evolution of apes to humans.

At the beginning, Song Xi looked at the unresponsive pillow and was dissatisfied: "Why don't you seem to have inherited this kind of thing! A pillow, are you still a mutant?"

At that time, Shen Zhen gave her a blank look.

But at this moment, Shen Zhen also had a gloomy expression on her face, her brows were frowned, as if she could hold a pen.

Song Xi was secretly happy, it seemed that Ah Zhen became a monkey after all, but she didn't know that Shen Zhen frowned for another reason.

"Hello." Shen Zhen's voice was quite calm, and he didn't avoid Song Xi who was listening seriously.

"You pick me up, hiccup."

The person on the other end of the phone was very rude, with a coquettish and domineering tone, but the last "hiccup" made the four words that were originally quite imposing, broken at the last moment.

Kind of like... acting like a baby.

"..." Shen Zhen took a deep breath, "I have something to do."

Cheng Zhiyang clenched his fists.

"Come on, if you don't come today, I'll die here, myself!"

It was full of threats, but what was hidden in it was hysterical despair.

If Cheng Zhiyang was sober, he would definitely not be able to say such words. These words were simply too much to make trouble out of no reason. She was so childish that she even despised herself.

But it seemed that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out now.

Shen Zhen's frown deepened, "This is your choice, it has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, anyway, you saved me, I owe you, you have never seen me as an equal, well, don't come! Don't come! I will pay you back everything I owe you today!"

Cheng Zhiyang thought that she would yell out all her thoughts, in a hoarse voice, but unexpectedly, the more she spoke, the more confident she became, the more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and the last sentence even became a downright low voice□□ .

For this person...she is really...

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said something.Hearing the indifferent voice of the other party who still remained unchanged, Cheng Zhiyang hung up the phone.

Clenching his fists until he lost his strength and then loosening them again, Cheng Zhiyang lost his strength, his eyes turned white, his head was dizzy, and his body was as light as a leaf.

beep--

The phone was hung up.

Song Xi stared at Shen Zhen for a long time before reminding him softly.

"It's already dead, you...take it down."

"Oh."

Shen Zhen also consciously lost his composure, and took the phone from his ear, but did not put it aside, but stared at the screen that had changed the interface in a daze.

People are alive, but problems are dead. Shen Zhen has never felt that there are any problems that cannot be solved by manpower, even if it is a math problem.

But this time, she was really faced with an epic problem that was difficult to solve.

"You respect yourself."

That's what she said in the end, and the other person hung up the phone. She didn't know if she heard it, but she hung up neatly.

"Who is..."

Shen Zhen didn't speak.

"Hey!" Song Xi was also a little angry, "Call back if you're worried!"

"..." Shen Zhen's expression was a bit complicated, she let go of the phone and gritted her teeth, "I don't have one."

After a while, he answered the first question late again.

"Cheng Zhiyang."

"Damn it! That little girl you picked up in the bar that day! I got a stomachache and fainted, she looks a bit like me!"

"..."

Shen Zhen picked up the teacup, wanted to take a sip, but the moment she picked it up, some of it was spilled, and the tea splashed a small deep spot on her lap.

You know, this is a surgeon who has been holding a scalpel all year round.

"A pillow?"

"Huh?" Shen Zhen looked up, and found that the dessert in front of him had been eaten.Then he pushed the part that he hadn't moved at all. "you eat."

"..."

"Where are we talking?" Shen Zhen glanced at the phone, "I plan to meet Mr. Zhou, and we will be together if possible."

"Oh." Song Xi sighed, she shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly, "Okay, go there if you want, I'm fine, let's go, I'll see you off."

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