Chapter 1103: Your heart is chaotic (27)
Feng Qian touched Shen Lin's Adam's apple. After the elevator opened again, the afterglow of the setting sun poured in from outside, making Feng Qian also awake a bit.
The girl blinked, her fingers retracted, and after a pause, the cat walked over from Shen Lin's arms, and quickly fled the disaster scene.
Uh... it should be considered a large-scale temptation scene.
The smile on Shen Lin's mouth deepened, his fingertips hooked on the white coat, and his eyes fell lightly on the girl's back.
When Feng Qian's figure faded out of sight, he picked up his fingertips lightly, put the white coat on his body, and buttoned the buttons one by one in a graceful manner.
Walking out of the door of the hospital, Shen Lin was bathed in the setting sun with a long body and raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple.
The scalding heat when touched seems to reach the heart directly from the throat.
Shen Lin had imagined countless possibilities, but he didn't expect that, the other party just touched his Adam's apple.
Dr. Shen raised his hand and touched his face. Is it not tempting enough?
He shook his head.
However, Shen Lin was in a good mood today.
He always remembered what the girl said: I like Dr. Shen.
The way she spoke seriously, she was a bit dumb, but just right and cute.
Originally, Shen Lin wanted to take the initiative in this matter, but after seeing the conversation between Feng Qian and the female nurse, he changed his mind.
I want to see her take the initiative.
He is only responsible, creating the atmosphere and conditions, and fueling it.
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After returning home, Feng Qian was a little confused.
But thinking about it carefully, she seems to be at a disadvantage.
It was Fragment who took the initiative to invite first, but she didn't seize the opportunity, and only touched... Adam's apple.
The little girl lay on the bed and tugged at the quilt.
After thinking for a long time, I slowly fell asleep.
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When Feng Qian went to work in the hospital again, standing in the elevator, she would think of yesterday's picture.
Simply poisonous.
Feng Qian wasn't sure whether Shen Lin's words yesterday were what she thought.
Is it a confession.
But after all, it is not very clearly stated, and it can also be understood as an assumption.
But...if it's not a confession, why should you take off the white coat and tempt her to do something like that?
Feng Qian tensed his face.
It doesn't matter, I also touched my Adam's apple. If it's too much, it should be... It's fine, right?
After the elevator door opened, Feng Qian raised his hand and patted his cheek, feeling that the temperature had risen inexplicably.
Feng Qian pushed open the door and walked into the office, reached out and took off the white coat on the hanger, put it on his body, lowered his head and fastened a few buttons.
It was still a leisurely morning, and Feng Qian turned on the computer on the desk.
After a while, she received an official email for a medical expertise contest.
Feng Qian opened it and took a look. The official notified her that she passed the written test and sent an attachment such as program schedule and rules.
Feng Qian looked at it carefully.
The program team suggested that she leave for S City as soon as possible, and the official recording of the program will be a week later.
There are still some miscellaneous things to deal with before this, so it is best to go ahead and adapt to the environment.
After reading the email, Feng Qian turned off the computer and decided to go to the director to ask for a leave first.
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office.
Feng Qian is an intern in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine, so she has to go to the director of the department, Chen Le, for leave.
Chen Le granted Feng Qian's leave, and the old man over fifty had a kind smile on his face, "You must do your best, little girl."
Feng Qian nodded and said politely, "Thank you, Director."
Just as Feng Qian was about to leave, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open.
Dr. Shen, who was wearing gold glasses, put his hands in his pockets and walked in slowly.
The man's deep gaze stayed on the girl for a moment, then passed by Feng Qian.
He lowered his eyes, pulled his pale and slender fingers out of his pockets, and laid them on the tabletop of his desk carelessly. His beautiful crimson lips parted lightly, "Please take a leave of absence."