Chapter 1820: Slowly like you 69

Chapter 1820 slowly likes you 69
At that time, the hospital was slowly sinking in the hospital.
The glazed lamp illuminates the faint faint mist, and sits down on the shelf, holding a roll of medical books in his hand. It is a finger wrapped around gauze, which is not convenient when turning pages.
He watched for half an hour, finally remembered what he had when he turned the page, looked up at the medicine cabinet, but did not see Mo Zhifei.
My heart frowned slightly and looked down at his book. However, after watching it for a while, I couldn’t help but raise my head, then put down my medical book and bookmarked it. After reading the number of pages, I got up and went out from the medicine cabinet.
Coincidentally, just happened to meet Mo Zhifei's hot teapot, and his eyes were coldly removed from him, and he went to the medicine rack.
When I came in, I put the teapot on the table and poured tea. I took a look at the heart and said: "How do you go to the medicine rack? What are you looking for?"
The medicine rack was over the corner, and it was blocked by the screen. It was almost dark. I didn’t know that when I was at night, I didn’t like to go over the medicine rack. So when he put down the teapot, he took the Xenon lamp over the medicine rack. Looking for help, "How can I not find it during the day?"
He calmly rummaged through the things and didn't pay attention to him.
After a while, I found the desired medicine from the medicine rack in the third row. I walked back under the light of Mo Zhifei and sat down and said: "I am not afraid of black."
"... Xiaoye is afraid that you can't get over the medicine rack under your feet!" Mo Zhifei was a little angry.
The heart re-raised the book, opened the number of pages of the bookmark, and faintly "oh".
I don’t know if he’s not hot or cold, knowing that he’s not going to take the initiative to look for a topic. It’s impossible to take the initiative to talk to him. This is the place where the night is wrong with the heart, and it’s changed to Luoxi. Who else, but also to talk about fun things, heart is a small nerd, every time I went to the night, I took a roll of medical books to see the bottom, no meaning at all!
This time, Mo Zhifei apparently did not want to be as grievous as the last time, so he kindly poured a cup of hot tea to him, and then asked him what he was worried about.
However, the heart is just not talking about it.
Mo knows that he has not coughed, changed the way, and asked casually: "How is your injury?"
The long-shouldered fingers stopped at the corner of the page, slightly dialed, half-dipped, and faintly said: "Don't you put the gelatin in my medicine box?"
With a gel, the wound is naturally better.
Mo knows that he has heard this sentence, knowing that he is using a gelatin cream, and finally he is relieved. He then frowned and said: "But Xiaoye tells you what you said to me before. Don't have to give money to break the truth. Is it wrong? Do you know what? You should communicate with you, if your conditions are not allowed, don't end up with endless debts. Also, those who collect debts, you I have to make it clear to them. You said that you are a doctor now, and you will pay back your debts. If they want to beat you, you will go to the office."
He looked at the book quietly and quietly, while he pointed his finger at the page and said carelessly, "Okay."
When I knew it, I heard the tone of the heart and the perfunctory tone. I couldn’t help but squint at him. "Are you not listening?"
I am still reading a book, and I am not answering it right away.
But Mo Zhifei was somewhat angry. He couldn’t help but reach out and took away the book in his hand. He finally raised his head slowly and looked at him.
"I told you that this situation is very serious, you should not be the same thing."
I nodded and said: "But this is not about the young master."
When I heard this sentence, I was obviously really angry. I screwed my brow and threw the book in my hand to the table and walked out of the medicine cabinet.
Probably I don’t know what to expect.
I don't know how to be kind, and I want to help my heart out of danger. But I don't know how to be good, but I don't appreciate it. I still do nothing against Mo Zhifei. No one can stand such a conscientious guy.
After Mo Zhifei walked out of the medicine cabinet, he looked down and silently looked at the medical book that was thrown on the table. He had to squat and slowly reached out and picked up the book. He flipped it twice and did not turn it until he saw it. On that page, a few pages and a few pages rummaged through and found the page straight, which only looked back.
However, I was so sad that I couldn’t wait for a while. After reading it for a while, I closed the book again and looked up outside the medicine cabinet. I didn’t hear a little movement.
The candlelight on the table was slightly swaying, and the heart was staring at the candlelight until it was burned, and the fingers blinked and opened their eyes, and the line of sight gradually cleared back from the mist.
I couldn't read the book and I had to get up and sort out the common medicines I need to use tomorrow.
About Momo sorted out for half an hour, still did not see the slightest movement outside the medicine cabinet, holding a bottle of sorted pills in his hand, the long eyebrows slightly smashed.
After a moment of sorrow, I took a few bottles of medicine and went out from the medicine cabinet.
In the big hospital, I ordered a few lights, and I looked around in a careless manner, not seeing who was there.
Daddy, there was a faint cold voice behind him; "Looking for the young master to admit the mistake?"
The back of his heart was slightly stiff, and his face turned coldly, and he saw Mo Zhifei lazily leaning against the counter and looking up and down.
He licked his lips, his face was cold and faint, he said nothing, but he did not care for him. He turned to go to the medicine grid and suddenly heard Mo Zhifei say: "Your eyes are red?"
After a hard time, he raised his hand and touched his eyes. I thought that it was only after I watched the candlelight in the medicine cabinet for too long, it only irritated my eyes.
However, Mo Zhifei did not think so. He saw the movement of raising his eyes and rubbing his eyes. He thought that he secretly wiped his tears and did not dare to stand on the shelf. He quickly got up and walked to him.
He saw that his eyes were red and his eyes were a little moist. His eyes were very long. He usually felt cold and cold when he looked at it, but his eyes were wet and his eyes were dark and dark. The fog, it looks very poor.
When I knew that I was not tempered, I opened my mouth and said, "You... I sent a temper and scared you?"
I don’t know how to be angry with myself, what a good temper with a little girl?
But when I was angry with myself, I felt that the tears in my heart were very strange. When I was confused by those people, a tear didn’t fall. How did he fall in front of him and he cried? ...
I looked at Mo Zhifei standing in front of me, and for a moment, I reacted to what happened, my eyes were redder, like an angry little animal, sullenly: "Who is crying?"
(End of this chapter)