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Si Mingnian was not disappointed because she fell asleep. Instead, he arranged a series of tasks in the car. Put down the iPad and turned to look at Jing Xiaojun.
She was really exhausted from the past few days of video shooting. She was leaning on the backrest, her eyelashes on her closed eyes were curved into obvious arcs, and her palm-sized face was pure and flawless.
Si Mingnian took out his phone and turned on the camera, slid to portrait mode, and chose an overhead shot to take a picture of her sleeping face. In the photo, she looks more innocent, like a sleeping baby without any worries or worries.
There are many photos of her in the mobile phone album, including photos of cutting vegetables, selecting vegetables, cooking vegetables, making fire, and photos of her finished products, but there is a black photo with nothing in between.
After looking at this photo for a long time, he put down his phone, raised his hand and gently touched her smooth cheek, and closed his eyes to take a nap.
As soon as Jing Xiaojun woke up, he opened his eyes first and glanced at the dark and smooth hair from the corner of his eye, a fair-skinned face under the hair, and the looming collarbone under his neck.
She lazily raised her head and took a closer look. This man looked really good! It's just a pity that I'm sick.
She was looking at the beautiful man carefully, and the tear mole of the beautiful male eyes suddenly trembled, narrowly watched, watched her eyes and nose and nose.
She suddenly opened the distance between the two of them, her face flushed to the root of her neck, and her whole appearance was extremely coquettish.
The man had just woken up, and the magnetism in his voice was also full of electricity, "How are you, are you satisfied with your appearance?"
She sat up straight and ignored him, asking Gao Zhuo: "Isn't he here yet?"
Gao Zhuo replied seriously: "It's already here."
"What? Already here?" Jing Xiaojun was confused.
Gao Zhuo: "Well, this is the special parking space for Mr. Si of Kanghua Hospital."
Okay, the best assistant in the world is you.
The corners of Siming Nian¡¯s lips raised, ¡°Dean Yang is already waiting for us.¡±
"What do you mean by waiting for us? I'm not sick, okay?" Jing Xiaojun felt that he was absolutely confusing right and wrong, "I'm here to treat you."
"It doesn't matter whether I look at it or not. As long as you are here, I don't have any illnesses." Si Mingnian was in a good mood and pushed her into the elevator.
President Yang has been in charge of Kanghua Hospital for more than ten years. He has been working for the Si family since he was in the hands of Mr. Lao Si, and has made this hospital one of the best hospitals in Ningcheng.
Si Ming wanted to ask him out, but he was very surprised. Even seeing him in the office, it seemed almost untrue.
But he is a doctor, and doctors are like parents. He said to Si Mingnian like an old father: "You are finally willing to come."
With just one sentence, Jing Xiaojun believed the truth, that Si Mingnian was really sick. Before stepping into this door, she seemed to still have one percent doubt.
Dean Yang looked at Jing Xiaojun with interest: "Who is this?"
Si Mingnian sat back on the sofa because the coffee table was too close and there was no place for his long legs. He put his hands on his knees, looked at Jing Xiaojun with pride and said, "He is the one who can cure me better than you."
Dean Yang laughed loudly: "Xiao Ming means that coming here today is just a formality?"
"No, seriously. Because she asked me to come." Si Mingnian stated seriously.
Dean Yang couldn't help but look at Jing Xiaojun seriously. The latter was sitting silently on the single sofa, as if he was studying the relationship between them.
He decided to introduce himself: "Hello, I am Yang Huayu, the dean of Kanghua."
Jing Xiaojun nodded: "I am Jing Xiaojun, a friend of Mr. Si."
"Si Mingnian's words made her feel very good. She said he was her friend. Yes, this is a big improvement.
Judging from his relationship with her, she is not someone who makes friends casually, and she is not willing to have too many relationships. All her time and energy was spent on being socially effective.
So, if you can be Jing Xiaojun¡¯s friend, that¡¯s pretty good.
Yang Huayu didn't ask too much, and simply asked Si Mingnian a few questions. The last question he asked was a bit cryptic, but Si Mingnian said, "It's okay. Miss Zaijing, you can ask it without fear."
"Still no contact with her?" Yang Huayu asked.
A cluster of sparks flashed in Si Mingnian's eyes, and then they were extinguished in an instant: "No."
"Let's go to treatment."
Si Mingnian stood up and walked to the inner room. Jing Xiaojun stood up and said, "Don't you need me to accompany you in?"
He is right?She smiled: "No, don't worry! I'll be out in a minute." Even so, his clenched hands betrayed him.
Jing Xiaojun walked up to him and looked deeply into his eyes, as if he wanted to see through his eyes, "I'm right outside, don't be nervous."
For the first time, Si Mingnian felt that she was caring about him, and he felt warm in his heart. In front of Dean Yang, he reached out and stroked the top of her head: "I'm not afraid."
Jing Xiaojun was left alone in the office. The voice in the treatment room was so low that she could hardly hear it. She looked at the closed door and became nervous.
Soon the treatment room became as quiet as a vacuum room, and Jing Xiaojun couldn¡¯t hear any movement even with his pointed ears. She moved her body and sat on the edge of the sofa, listening, but there was still no sound.
Afraid of affecting their treatment, she stood on tiptoes and moved to the door of the treatment room, leaning forward and hunching over, but still to no avail.
She straightened up and held her face in her hands, feeling the urge to go in. Staring at the motionless door, she looked at the clock on the wall again. Only five minutes had passed.
She sighed in her heart and stood on tiptoes to move back to the sofa. Suddenly, a man's low and painful voice came from the treatment room. It was gentle at first, but soon became anxious and uneasy.
"Nononogogo"
"Nonodon't go"
"Don't, don'tdon't go"
"No, no, no, don't go!"
When the fifth sound became louder and louder, she finally couldn't hold it back, opened the door and rushed in.
Si Mingnian was lying in a soft chair, his eyes closed tightly, his face was pale, and his expression was painful; his hands were clenched into fists, veins burst out on the backs of his hands, and his forehead was covered with sweat; his thin lips were bloodless, and he murmured The voice uttered intermittent bytes, the volume getting higher and higher: "No don't go!!!"
"Don't go!!! Don't go!!" The shouting went from intermittent to continuous, shouting Jing Xiaojun's heart to pieces.
She rushed over, held his hands with both hands, and repeated in the softest tone: "Si Mingnian, it's all over. Si Mingnian, it's all over. Si Mingnian, it's all over"
Seeing her like this, Dean Yang nodded to her and gently woke up Si Mingnian.
Si Mingnian opened his eyes and felt exhausted all over, which was very similar to the symptoms of previous syndrome attacks. But as soon as he saw Jing Xiaojun's bright eyes, his heart dropped.
It was like encountering a cool breeze before his eyes, blowing away all the discomfort. He loosened his fist and grabbed Jing Xiaojun's hand: "Xiaojun, don't go!" (Remember this website's website address: www. hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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