My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Chapter 8 008 The Aunt Who Sinful

Shi Jin raised his head and raised his lips slightly: "It's you, Miss Jiang."

It seems to be a smile, but a slight arc in the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, hundreds of millions of stars plucked away the clouds and the glory.

Shi Jin, he is like the people who came out of the ancient paintings. The outline of each stroke is carefully sculpted. No wonder, it will make people rush.

Jiang Jiusheng received the soul that had been swaying upside down, walked slowly over, sat down, and took off the mask and hat: "Hello, doctor."

She is not obscured, and she has many fans. She has not been recognized all the way when she is dressed strictly, so I do n’t know how Shi Jin saw him at a glance.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Shi Jin asked.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and looked at him, slightly stunned. He was wearing a doctor's white robe, and the collar of the white shirt was buckled to the neck. It was simple and ordinary, and it was a very common match. , The son is like jade.

After stunned for a while, she spoke first and said the symptoms: "There is a lot of blood," trying to treat the other person as a general gynecologist, and added, "It hurts."

She bowed her head and spoke concisely and was not used to telling such private things to others.

After Shi Jin heard the words, Meiyu frowned slightly, wondering: "Where is the wound?"

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned.

wound?

The other party was patient and always whispered: "Miss Jiang, can you show me your registered order?"

She passed the registered list in her hand.

Shi Jin looked down and smiled, hiding the softest stars of spring in his eyebrows: "Miss Jiang, the surgery here, the gynecology department is on the first floor downstairs, the fourth one from the left."

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

After a short period of embarrassment, she was thinking, oh, it turned out that Shi Jin was a surgeon, his eyes could not help falling on his hands holding the registration slip, if such a beautiful hand picked up a scalpel ...

"Do I need to take you there?"

Jiang Jiusheng regained his messy thoughts: "You should be busy, no need." After all, he and the Miss Zhou had no time for a meal.

Shi Jin removed the stethoscope around his neck: "Not busy."

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't find any words to refuse.

Shi Jin walked in front of her, and not far away, without talking, went downstairs and stopped outside the fourth office on the left.

There are words on the nameplate at the door, in black block letters: Gynecology, Zhang Rong.

Knocked on the door, the woman inside said, "Please come in."

Shi Jin led Jiang Jiusheng into the consultation room. The lady sitting on the rotating leather chair looked like a woman in her 40s or 50s. Her temples had a little white hair. She was ordinary and wore silver-rimmed eyes. She was very kind.

This is the chief gynecologist, Zhang Rong.

Seeing Shi Jin, Dr. Zhang was obviously surprised: "How did Dr. Shi come?"

"I brought my friend over."

Doctor Zhang was even more surprised.

She is in a different department from Shi Jin, and she doesn't usually deal with it. She is only a talented doctor with the ability to carry the operation in Tianbei Hospital. Shi Jin's reputation is naturally as good as her ears. The first major cardiac surgery at the age of one was a very small operation, but he moved the Central Affiliated Hospital with a very fast and precise special suture technique. It is said that the suture method pioneered by Shi Jin has been recorded in the textbook of Yale Medical Department. At the age of 12, an independent surgeon completed a heart tumor operation with a success rate of less than five, and wrote the latest medical results of surgical atrial aneurysm. He worked at Tianbei Hospital at the age of 24, but the name of Shi Jin became The authority of domestic cardiac surgery.

At the age of twenty-six, the man's hands are already a price in the medical field. This man is elegant and precious, but also lonely.

This is the first time Dr. Zhang has seen a company with a person when he has been alone. He ca n’t help but look at the person behind the doctor with two more eyes. Excellent, thin, and a girl with good temperament.

She thanked Shi Jin.

The voice is also very nice. Although it is slightly hoarse, it is a unique voice. Doctor Zhang couldn't help but looked again.

"No need to thank you." Shi Jin smiled, put the registration slip on the table, said to Doctor Zhang "Trouble", and left the clinic.

Dr. Zhang had an illusion. At that time, Dr. Zhang was very much like a girl ’s family. She picked up the registration form and glanced at it, politely: "Miss Mo, please sit down."

Jiang Jiusheng took off his mask: "My surname is Jiang."

In order to avoid fans and reporters, Mo Bing registered her with her own name.

After Dr. Zhang's consternation, there were more surprises: "My daughter is your fan."

Rock superstar Jiang Jiusheng, her daughter's "husband" who hangs on her lips every day, a 23-year-old girl, doesn't know what magic power, so that the ancestors in the crazy wilderness of the family can become evilly obsessed. Jiang Jiusheng's posters were all posted on the wall.

This is how Dr. Zhang recognized this face.

She kindly asked: "Can you sign me after the end?"

Jiang Jiusheng smiled back: "Of course."

The problem is not too serious, avoid cold and spicy, Dr. Zhang prescribed some conditioning Chinese medicine. Out of the consultation room, Jiang Jiusheng received a call from Mo Bing.

"ended?"

"Ok."

Without mentioning Lin Anzhi, Mo Bing asked again: "Is it smooth?"

Jiang Jiusheng returned: "In addition to going to the wrong clinic."

She has a bad sense of direction, and she is a little foolish. Mo Bing is not surprised. She laughed over the phone and said: "Oh, the doctor with a beautiful hand that I said to you last time is a heart surgery Doctor. "

Jiang Jiusheng put on the mask, pressed the brim, and walked with his head down: "I saw it."

Mo Bing was surprised: "It's quite fate."

Jiang Jiusheng yelled, adding: "He is still my neighbor."

It seems that I have met more than once.

Mo Bing ridiculed her: "Did you touch it? His hand." She knew that if Jiang Jiusheng saw beautiful hands, he would have the urge to touch or even possess.

"Touched." Jiang Jiusheng admitted generously.

Mo Bing was surprised. Although her artist has always been impulsive towards beautiful hands, it is only impulsive in the end, and he has not really touched it. This doctor neighbor is the first precedent.

"Sheng Sheng," Mo Bing paused, no joke, "You are not an idol singer, you can fall in love."

Jiang Jiusheng laughed: "I only want hands, what if I don't want people?"

Mo Bing's answer is very serious: "Trust me, it is definitely not the hand that makes you most comfortable."

"..."

Mo driver who drives without saying a word!

Jiang Jiusheng made a few more jokes and hung up the phone. The elevator door opened. She looked up and froze for a moment ... and went the wrong way again. The toll hall on the first floor was very noisy. The sparsely populated entrance and exit.

Jiang Jiusheng pulled the scarf on the neckline up, pressed the brim, and walked quickly through the crowd. After the toll gate was a long corridor, and at the end was the entrance to the underground garage.

She took out the phone and was about to call her assistant Xiao Qiao.

"excuse me."

Jiang Jiusheng turned around and was a young girl with a backpack on her shoulders. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was a little studentish. Jiang Jiusheng nodded, as a greeting.

(End of this chapter)