Raiders My Doctor

The winter in S city is wet and cold, the chill seems to be able to get into every gap in the clothes, and walk close to the skin, like a poisonous snake spit out a letter and lick it lightly, arousing an uncontrollable physiological reaction of the skin.

Cheng Zhiyang felt that he was about to be frozen.

She shrank her neck and rubbed her hands. If she squatted in any corner, she would be a bit like the little match selling girls described by Grandpa Andersen.

That's right, Cheng Zhiyang wouldn't sell matches obediently, it's almost as good as selling girls.

Suddenly, her eyes dimmed, and a shadow rolled down her head, and then wrapped around her neck, like those killers in the movies who took people's lives without anyone noticing, and she was the cannon fodder for that second. .

However, she didn't struggle, not because she had figured out the situation, but because the H family's classic centaur logo on the thing around her neck was too eye-catching.

With the idea that even if someone really wanted to strangle her, they wouldn't use luxury goods as a murder weapon, Cheng Zhiyang's image didn't collapse, and she didn't yell like a shrew.

"Eh--"

"Oh, I'm going, you scared my old lady to death!"

Cheng Zhiyang turned around quickly, looked at the leather jacket that had just run away and disappeared, and suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost, and almost took off from the team.

"Take it!"

The man didn't care about Cheng Zhiyang's feelings, so he stuffed something hot into her hand. With the other party's expression of bitterness and hatred, Cheng Zhiyang had to doubt what kind of bomb he gave himself. Grenades/bombs.

However, she only had a cup of soy milk in her hand.

It was quite hot, and there was a slight numbness in the hands that were about to be frozen.

"Give it to me?" Cheng Zhiyang frowned, unable to figure out what medicine was sold in the man's gourd.

The man was about to leave, but when he saw that Cheng Zhiyang still had a bewildered expression, he stopped again, turned around, and asked the aunt behind Cheng Zhiyang who had been watching the fun:

"Aunt, is your name Cheng Zhiyang?"

Cheng Zhiyang: "..."

"No..." The aunt waved her hand and shrank back.

The man tugged at the uncle in front of Cheng Zhiyang again.

"Master, what about you? Is your name Cheng Zhiyang?"

"What are cows and sheep? I'm a pig! The year of birth!"

This person's ears are probably not very good.

Cheng Zhiyang: "..."

"Then you are right."

The man wanted to leave angrily, he fell into the hands of that bastard doctor, and he was reduced to the point where he was ordered to deliver hot soy milk and a scarf to a little girl, where is his face? put.

Naturally, Cheng Zhiyang would not be so stupid that he thought it was a man's kindness, although he had experienced too many situations of stopping her and giving gifts before.

It's been like this since kindergarten, with all kinds of gifts, all kinds of men and women, all kinds of emotions, all kinds of goodwill, she has seen too many.

When Cheng Zhiyang is in a good mood, he will not refuse anyone. If the other party catches her eye, maybe he can even get a kiss from the eldest lady.

When he is in a bad mood, he doesn't give any face, no matter how precious it is, or how much he loves the other party, Cheng Zhiyang just points to the trash can and says, "Put it in there first."

But this time is different.

It is different from the icing on the cake.

In this cold winter or the freezing point of her life.

In short, Cheng Zhiyang suddenly felt a little dazed, like a person who had been frozen for a long time suddenly came into contact with temperature. The clearest feeling has nothing to do with cold or warm, but only numbness.

Cheng Zhiyang shrunk her neck subconsciously, the mouse-gray scarf was soft, and seemed to have some vague warmth, she shrank half of her face into the warmth.

She knew who sent it.

The familiar faint scent of jasmine fills the nostrils, arousing some trance memories.

She suddenly wanted to consult a perfumer, how to perfectly blend the sweetness of the top notes and the astringency of the back notes.

However, maybe only that guy can do such a thing, Cheng Zhiyang curled his lips, what a wonderful combination... Luxury goods and hot soybean milk.

She squeezed the paper cup lightly, as if it was still extra large.

Cheng Zhiyang felt that he must be a snake, otherwise why would he want to bite her in the heart when he woke up in her arms.

If she's afraid of pain... It's not impossible to give her a kiss instead.

"Please come in."

"Doctor Shen, we meet again."

Shen Zhen didn't look up, and set the archived cases together. She had seen Cheng Zhiyang who was queuing up for registration, and guessed at that time that this person probably came to see her.

In this way, only young people who have nothing to do can have such a vigorous spirit. She shook her head in her heart, and a little doubt arose. Was it because of what happened last time that this waiter was fired from the restaurant? Only then can we have the time to guard ourselves.

"Miss Cheng." Shen Zhen's voice was very calm, and his eyes didn't stop when they fell on the scarf. "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Zhiyang let out a "tss" and closed the door, "It's so indifferent."

Then there was a "click", and the door of the consulting room was locked from the inside by someone who came.

Shen Zhen's temples twitched, and she frowned.

"what are you doing?"

"Go see a doctor, what else can I do, patients have the right to privacy, okay? Don't close the door, and people suddenly come in, wouldn't they know what's wrong with me right away?"

Shen Zhen wanted to say that there was no need to lock the lock, and no one would directly push the door in, but seeing the obviously smiling face of the person in front of him, he didn't say that.

"Miss Cheng's illness can be seen by anyone."

"Oh?" Cheng Zhiyang raised his eyebrows, "But some people just can't see it, and I didn't know who it was just now, and they kept asking me 'what's the matter with you', Dr. Shen, do you think that person is not good at medicine? "

"That kind of disease is not within the scope of my diagnosis. If you have a brain disease, go out and turn left to the neurology department on the seventh floor."

"..." Cheng Zhiyang pressed his hand on the document in front of Shen Zhen, and said angrily, "You say I'm crazy!"

"Otherwise, Miss Cheng thinks what illness I'm talking about?" Shen Zhen's face remained unchanged, and he took the document out of Cheng Zhiyang's hand.

"..."

Cheng Zhiyang wouldn't even admit it to death, what she was thinking just now was lovesickness.

sky!She is so naive!She should have thought a long time ago, what kind of good things can this woman say!

Cheng Zhiyang curled his mouth, pulled the chair heavily with a "squeak", dragged the chair from the position of a table across from Shen Zhen to the side of Shen Zhen, and sat down.

"Hmph! I don't care, I've signed up. You have to see a doctor anyway. If you don't see me, you're refusing to see a doctor. I'm going to sue you!"

Shen Zhen was also a little helpless looking at the person approaching suddenly, she folded her arms, frowned and looked at the woman in front of her.

"Then what's wrong with you?"

The tone is obviously not good.

"Hmph! In the morning, I still gave warm and considerate little padded jackets. How long has it passed? Oh, women, as expected, everyone turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone."

Shen Zhen stretched out his hand suddenly, pulled off the scarf around Cheng Zhiyang's neck, and hung it on the hanger next to him. The movements were done in one go, and Cheng Zhiyang was in a daze, and there was nothing on his neck.

Shen Zhen didn't sit down anymore, just crossed his arms, looked down at Cheng Zhiyang, and refused to admit it.

"Satisfied now, huh?"

"..."

"Damn!" Cheng Zhiyang jumped up from the chair at once, "You, you, you, you, you gave it to me! There is no reason to go back, do you know the water spilled from the things you gave away! Doctor Shen! It's hard to get over the water, don't you understand? I understand! Look at the people who want to return all the things they gave away after breaking up! How can you do things like this!"

She rushed over to grab it, but Shen Zhen actually blocked in front of the hanger in the corner. Cheng Zhiyang was already much shorter than Shen Zhen, even if the other party wore flat shoes and she wore high heels, the gap couldn't be bridged.

For the first time, Cheng Zhiyang was so frustrated because of his height of 167.

She reached out to reach for the scarf, but she couldn't even touch a hair. The person who had always been confident in her figure suddenly felt the sadness of a little dwarf.

"Pillow!" Cheng Zhiyang snatched it a few times but failed to get it, and shouted angrily, "You bully! Get out of the way!"

Shen Zhen not only didn't intend to let the other party get what he wanted, but also said a very embarrassing sentence:

"What's yours is yours, it's not what you can't force."

"you!"

The ends of Cheng Zhiyang's eyes were a little red, and the peach blossom eyes, which were originally watery, were even more endearing at this moment. If it was someone else, the stare from these little eyes would probably melt to the bone.

However, Shen Zhen didn't accept this at all.

"I think Miss Cheng is very healthy, so don't waste any more time here."

"Pillow! You forced me!"

Cheng Zhiyang put his arms around Shen Zhen's neck, and his whole weight hit her.

She was stunned for a moment, she was standing in the corner where she couldn't avoid it, but she couldn't dodge any more, she subconsciously stepped back, but was poked at the waist by the short pole protruding from the clothes hanger, she lost her balance, and she was injured. Hanging on the clothes hanger, they fell backward together, hitting the wall with their backs.

It hurts.

Frowning deeply, trying to get rid of this posture, she found that her arm was stuck in the triangle gap formed by the clothes hanger and the wall, and the other hand was held by Cheng Zhiyang. When I wanted to help her, I grabbed it.

"..." Shen Zhen stared at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth, and paused every word, "You, can you get up?"

Cheng Zhiyang was very annoyed at his impulsiveness at first, and was worried about whether the other party was okay, but he was shivered by the other party's icy voice, and his original heartache suddenly turned into anger.

She wanted to get up quickly.

But sorry, that was all in the past.

"What if I can't?" She lowered her face, her eyes were shining with a dangerous light, the distance between the two was so close that when Cheng Zhiyang spoke, the heat could rub against her ears.

Shen Zhen's current posture can't take advantage of her strength, as if she was hung in the corner of the wall, her half-squatting body is leaning against the wall, making her completely lose the advantage of her height, half of Cheng Zhiyang's weight is on her body, and the other half is leaning on the clothes hanger As soon as she got up, she couldn't move her right hand at all, and Cheng Zhiyang still held the only movable left arm in her whole body.

Shen Zhen had never been in such a situation.

"Get up." Shen Zhen threatened.

Cheng Zhiyang was even angrier.

"Doctor Shen, I think you haven't figured out the current situation! You don't ask me to do it, and you threaten me!"

"Oh," Shen Zhen raised his arm vigorously, as expected, he couldn't move, "Please don't crush me to death, Miss Cheng who weighs 180 pounds?"

"you!"

Cheng Zhiyang was blown away by Shen Zhen's words again, he opened his mouth within a short distance, and bit off the other's ear.

However, what was originally an act of exasperation, when his lips and teeth touched the soft earlobe, Cheng Zhiyang felt as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body trembled.

It was like a cluster of electric sparks, exploding from the contacts, climbing over the skin, and shocking the central nervous system.

Subconsciously, her tongue licked lightly on the tooth marks left by her.

The author has something to say: interview what it feels like to be suppressed by Yang Yang.

An unknown party (Mosaic): Fortunately, it’s just a backache.

An unknown brand hanger: Blame me?

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