Chapter 1729： Derailed Man (9)

Chapter 1729: Derailed Man (9)

Hanging the number of the five sense department, Xia Ling entered the consulting room and looked up to see a handsome and familiar face.

It seems that the male doctor in his early thirties had a pair of eyes slightly lifted at the end of the eyes, the bridge of the nose was straight and the lips were not thick or thin, and the whole person looked gentle and steady.

Behind his desk was his nameplate.

Department of Physiology, Sheng Ming.

Sheng Ming ...

Xia Ling looked at him without blinking, and felt the breath of the Demon Shard from him.

"Come in--"

Feeling his gaze, Sheng Ming looked up and said again, accidentally looking into Xia Ling.

He stood up, startled, staring at Xia Ling for a long time before getting his voice back.

"Zia?"

"Yes ..." Xia Ling answered.

In my mind, the story flashed quickly.

"It's been a long time." Sheng Ming smiled.

In this evening's consultation room, Sheng Ming on duty was wearing a white coat with his hands in his pockets and smiling at Xia Ling. This smile was like a sunflower under the sun, warm and calming.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you in seven years." Xia Ling relieved.

Qi Ya and Sheng Ming are university classmates. When Qi Ya went abroad to study abroad, Sheng Ming also confessed.

At that time, the Sheng family and the Qi family were of equal strength. The two walked together, and both agreed.

Unfortunately, at that time, Qi Ya only wanted to go abroad, without stability, when she returned, Sheng Ming went abroad for further studies.

After returning to China, Qi Ya met Yang Zhiyuan, who had just entered a hospital as a surgeon, and finally received a certificate with Yang Zhiyuan carrying his family.

"What's wrong with your face?" Sheng Ming's gaze fixed on Xia Ling's face.

The swollen look was clearly a slap print.

The woman was wearing a magnolia trench coat with a small white collar shirt inside, light blue jeans on the lower body, and beige heels on her feet.

I haven't seen them for so many years. Qi Ya is fat and a lot older.

Her body was slightly blessed, and her eyes had fine lines. Although it was not ugly, to be honest, she was completely different from the cold and outstanding girl in Sheng Ming's memory.

"Did Yang Zhiyuan fight?" Sheng Ming asked with a sigh.

He put on disposable gloves and took the medical box over.

Xia Ling said "um".

"Sit here, I'll show you how serious the injury is." Sheng Ming took Xia Ling to the bed aside, let her lie down and opened her mouth.

Xia Ling opened her mouth.

Holding a small torch, Sheng Ming was facing Xia Ling's mouth, while he was shining light, he used a pair of tweezers to gently immerse him in the disinfected alcohol cotton.

His expression was focused and serious, his eyebrows were quiet, and his white coat gave him a sacred taste.

For so many years, time seems to have only added maturity to him.

Looking at him, Xia Ling suddenly thought of himself.

Qi Ya is 38 years old, with fine lines around her eyes and fat around her waist. She was sucked blood by the Yang family. She has never been to a beauty salon or yoga studio.

Women are those who please themselves.

Even if it was not her body, Xia Ling was still very uncomfortable.

She even thought that she had eaten fruit at noon and hadn't brushed her teeth before coming. Will Sheng Ming smell the taste in her mouth? How awkward!

——The only comfort is that Ziya's teeth are well protected by her, very beautiful, without any cavities.

This tortured inspection process ended with Sheng Ming spraying Xia Ling with a wound on his mouth.

"Be careful not to eat spicy these days, the mucous membrane is a bit broken, I will give you a spray, go back and apply ice on the face. Remember to spray as many sprays as possible to prevent ulcers."

(End of this chapter)