I Can't Be This Protagonist

Back in the dormitory, Yan Shuang started texting and calling Ji Yao, but nothing happened.

It's almost done, if you send a few more text messages, it should exceed his monthly plan quota.

Yan Shuang resolutely gave up trying to coax the eccentric Xiao Ji, and instead sent an email to his new egg, Qi Feiyun.

In the hospital, the assistant was explaining to Qi Feiyun the schedule of this week's surgery. The email reminder flashed in the upper right corner, and he opened it with a swipe of his hand.

Sender - Yan Shuang.

"Sorry, Doctor Qi."

The assistant quickly exited the interface, all emails in Qi Feiyun's work mailbox need to be screened by him before handing them over to Qi Feiyun.

There is no way, Qi Feiyun is so handsome that he doesn't look like a doctor, and his lethality is so strong that even his work mailbox is filled with all kinds of courtship letters.

Some people's methods of pursuing people are too explicit, and they directly attach all kinds of sexy photos and provocative words to the email. For the assistant, it can be regarded as a work-related injury.

"...The situation this week is like this. If there is any temporary addition, I will try my best to notify you in advance."

"Thank you."

The voice that made the ears seem to be pregnant slipped over the eardrums. The assistant shook and said "I'm a straight man" three times silently before picking up his spirits and going out with the pad.

Qi Feiyun sat in the office like a lifeless and emotionless statue. After a while, he lowered his eyes and took out a CT image to concentrate on watching.

The lungs on the image are heavily shadowed and riddled with holes.

This man was terminally ill, and he paid a sky-high price to beg him for help.

With short and thick eyelashes drooping slightly, Qi Feiyun casually put the CT image aside.

It's useless.

Such a serious illness cannot be cured by one, two, or three surgeries.

He can only delay the speed of death.

He is a man, not a god.

Exhaustion follows him like a ghost. He has no time or space to relax. He has to deal with death and a diseased body all day long. His life also seems to be seriously ill, decayed, and without medicine. Can be cured.

Looking at the window, the pleated curtains were half-opened, and the sunlight shone in from the lower part well, drawing a bright circle on the ground.

Qi Feiyun thought of that ordinary child again.

Energetic, enthusiastic and cheerful, full of excess vitality.

Qi Feiyun pressed the communication on the table.

"Charter."

"Here, Doctor Qi, what's the matter?"

"Mail, are you ready?"

"Wait a minute, there are a lot of emails today, 3 minutes, give me another 3 minutes."

"Thank you."

After the communication was hung up, Zhang Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

so horrible.

Qi Feiyun's appearance is already invincible to both men and women, and even his voice is so nice, with its own reverberation, no matter what he says, it has a breath-taking flavor.

There was a patient whose heartbeat suddenly accelerated because Qi Feiyun suddenly said "relax" on the operating table, and almost couldn't even perform the operation.

A terrifying man.

Zhang Zhang shook his shoulders, shaking off the goosebumps all over his body.

Three minutes later, the charter was sorted out and the email was sent to Qi Feiyun.

About 1 minute later, the communication rang again.

Zhang Zhang quickly went to pick it up, "Doctor Qi, what's the problem?"

"Where's Yan Shuang's?"

Zhang Zhang was stunned for a while, "Wait, let me take a look."

There are too many mails, mixed with all kinds of words of love, crowded in the trash can.

Swiping the mouse quickly, I finally found the email named Yan Shuang. After I opened it, I browsed in a hurry, and said, "Dr. Qi, uh, he asked you to have lunch at noon today, because it has nothing to do with work, so I..."

"time and location."

Charter was taken aback.

Qi Feiyun never accepts such invitations.

For invitations like this to dinner, he would help Qi Feiyun X drop hundreds of them at all.

Yan Shuang... is there anything special?

"The time is 12:15, and the location is... Canteen A?!"

I read the charter too quickly before, and there were too many emails, so I didn't pay attention at all, and I was so shocked that I couldn't speak when I saw the invitation location.

"Thank you."

The communication over there seems to be hanging up.

Zhang Zhang couldn't help asking: "Doctor Qi, are you going?"

"Thank you."

The unfamiliar and polite response made the charter wake up like a dream.

This is Qi Feiyun's private matter, he shouldn't be so curious.

After hanging up the communication, Zhang Zhang immediately patted himself on the face twice to cheer himself up.

I heard that when Qi Feiyun's previous assistant was fired, he had a nervous breakdown and threatened that if Qi Feiyun "don't" him anymore, he would jump off the roof of the hospital.

Lessons learned from the past, he must be careful!

At noon, Yan Shuang was eating in the cafeteria, and he asked Qi Feiyun to join him, but it is estimated that Qi Feiyun would not come.

It's okay if you don't come, and it's good to have a sense of presence.

While eating, Yan Shuang received a message from Wei Yichen.

"The speech was very good."

Yan Shuang hooked the corners of her lips, starting to ask for attention.

The phone bill was about to exceed the budget, so Yan Shuang decided to ignore it.

After a while, Yan Shuang received a picture.

The black leather seats were stained with messy white marks.

Yan Shuang almost spit out the rice in his mouth.

Fuck, he spent a huge sum of seven yuan on pork ribs and rice.

Should I say it or not, Wei Yichen used to be a photographer, right?

How can the pictures be taken so artistically every time.

Like a flower soaked by rain, the petals dissolve in the rain, strand by strand, sticky and fragile.

Yan Shuang sighed inwardly, and calmly replied the text message to Wei Yichen.

"Is it fragrant?"

Standing by the car, Wei Yichen looked at the two words on the screen of the phone, and felt a rush of blood in his chest.

With the high salary of the employer, he secretly had an affair with his lover.

This is almost tantamount to economic crime.

No one can resist the temptation to commit such a crime.

Wei Yichen replied with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, "It's dry, it's tasteless."

He clearly knew he was playing with fire.

Every letter typed by the fingertips is mixed with sparks that are about to explode.

Dangerous and fun.

Soon, Yan Shuang's reply came.

"The following is the paid content, Brother Wei, please recharge some phone charges and talk."

Wei Yichen chuckled lightly.

After the [-] call bill arrived, Yan Shuang immediately closed the chat interface with Wei Yichen, and sent Ji Yao more than a dozen hypocritical text messages.

Anyway, a lot of money.

Let Wei Yichen fill in after spending.

"Mr. Wei..."

The staff member tremblingly asked Wei Yichen, who was bending over with his mobile phone and laughing non-stop, "What's wrong with you?"

cheated again.

The little bitch most likely used his phone bill to flirt with other men.

"It's okay..." Wei Yichen straightened his back, put the phone next to his body, suppressed his smile, and said lightly, "Clean it up."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, the staff hurriedly asked, "Where is this car dirty?"

He has checked it back and forth and found nothing unusual.

"Clean it all up again," Wei Yichen said gently, "Be careful, don't be lazy."

"It's time to get off work, Doctor Qi."

The nurse greeted Qi Feiyun in the corridor.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The man nodded slightly, his hair fell messily on his forehead, looking dignified and elegant.

The nurses had been with Qi Feiyun for quite a long time, and they were already barely immune to each other's charm, so they blushed quietly.

They didn't have that thought, it's just that this man is so easy to make people blush and heartbeat.

His voice, his gaze, seemed to contain some kind of indescribable hint.

But he is such a serious and upright person, and the message he conveys to people is that strangers should not get close.

Contradictory and charming.

"Teacher Qi—"

Qi Feiyun's hand pulling the car door stopped, and followed the prestige.

Not far away, a slender figure was running towards him quickly, sprinting as if to plunge into his arms.

The footsteps stopped in front of him, and the brakes were slammed.

Qi Feiyun suspected that he was going to fall, so he stretched out his arm in advance.

And the other party shook like a tumbler, stood firm, and smiled brightly at him, "What a coincidence."

"skillful?"

This sound is really nice.

If he had such a good voice, he wouldn't be able to get twice the result with half the effort, Yan Shuang thought enviously.

"I wanted to chat with you, and I met you off work when I first came here, so I said it was a coincidence."

The child beamed with joy when he spoke, as if he wanted to radiate all his emotions and infect others.

"I asked you out for dinner, why didn't you come?"

The straightforward question had no sense of boundaries at all, and he was as familiar as if he had been friends with him for many years.

Qi Feiyun opened the car door, "I didn't see it, sorry." He looked away, stepped into the car with long legs, the boy supported the car door, and continued to ask: "Then can we have dinner together?"

Qi Feiyun glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

The boy's face was full of enthusiasm.

He is chasing him?

Qi Feiyun lowered his eyes.

It's not the first time he's been chased.

To be precise, he was often chased.

He was used to dealing with this kind of skinny love.

"I have an appointment."

He deftly refused.

Disappointment visible to the naked eye appeared on the boy's face, and he immediately became enthusiastic again, "What about tomorrow?"

"I have an appointment too."

Refused to this point, I believe the other party should have understood.

He refused this invitation not because he was not interested in Yan Shuang.

On the contrary, it was precisely because he had a little interest in Yan Shuang that he had to reject it more thoroughly.

The door is closed.

The lonely figure of the boy gradually faded away in the rearview mirror.

It won't be long.

Qi Feiyun thought to himself that he would soon shift his target and dedicate his enthusiasm and youth to another person.

Yan Shuang was speechless online.

Four eggs, one of them ignored him.

Even the most reliable Qin Yubai remained silent as if he was dead. Could it be that he did it in the car in the morning, so he is not needed at night?

He had to fix dinner by himself again.

Yan Shuang broke down like a cat.

Sad, only Zha Gong invited him to dinner to be happy.

After moving a few steps dejectedly, Yan Shuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran towards the grove not far away.

The person who was watching was dumbfounded again, "Hi, Mr. Yan."

"Hello, hello," Yan Shuang greeted politely, and said implicitly, "How is your salary in this job?"

The watcher said honestly, "Mr. Wei's price is very fair."

"Do you include three meals?"

"...Meal expenses can be reimbursed."

Yan Shuang was happy, and hooked his fingers together, "Young man, are you interested in taking advantage of the public house together?"

Wei Yichen received a photo.

The photo was taken in a restaurant. Yan Shuang was holding a king crab in one hand and making a gesture with the other, smiling happily.

The person he sent out sent him a message.

"Mr. Yan said he wants to eat seafood."

"Eat," Yan Shuang greeted the other party enthusiastically, "They are all part-time workers, nothing to worry about, eat, what are you afraid of, just issue a ticket later."

It was the first time he met such a big-hearted person under surveillance, and he said anxiously: "This is not very good."

Yan Shuang thought for a moment, "It's really not good to eat seafood at night, let's add fried rice!"

"..."

After glancing at the dire bill, he could only quietly send a message to his employer, "Mr. Wei, can this meal be reimbursed?"

After a while, the top of his head was sweating, and the employer finally replied.

"can."