So You’re Such A Doctor Song

"Useless", Song Chuyi let go of her hand and refused to accept her betrayal.

Chang Qing looked at the back of him and quickly texted Dou Yao again, and told her what Song Chuyi had just said, adding the last sentence: Having Brother Molen is equal to two thirds of the world under your control in.

In the car, Dou Yao shook his lips. If she is so stubborn, can she be the president's wife?

After sending Changqing, he called his parents again. Jiang's mom was walking in the vegetable market. It was noisy and talked to her while shopping. Dou Yao was a little angry. "Mom, I rarely call you Can you respect me, you don't care if I'm living hard or tired these days, but I haven't called you for more than ten days. "

"I'm worried. I talked to your dad a few days ago, but you said it wasn't very good there. Hey, can that bitter gourd give me two more expensive and cheaper but you don't just hit that Does the immortal Xiaoqiang have a personality, it does n’t matter, even if it ’s bitter, eat more when you are young, it ’s nothing, you have n’t had any hardships since you were a little boy. Can't finish eating. "

Jiang Duoyao frowned, and couldn't talk to her anymore, too irresponsible mother.

I called my mother and called my dad. The crisp mahjong voice made her speechless, "Daddy, you just started playing mahjong at this time?"

"No way, after sending Hanhan to school, there is nothing to do at home, play mahjong at the kindergarten door, wait for Hanhan to leave school at noon, oh, I am huh, haha, daughter you call well, I will huh Up. "

Jiang Duoyao rubbed his eyebrows, how could there be such parents.

Yan Molun was driving in front of her, listening to her one by one. When she was done, she asked: "Are your parents in Beicheng?"

"Let me live in Xiamen with my brother", Jiang Duoya sighed with her mobile phone. Since Jiang Zhan had a child, her parents were very happy and let her die in the entertainment industry.

Yan Molun nodded and stopped talking.

Jiang Duoyao lay back and read the hand message, which was sent by Kang Anhe, but some nonsense, she was not interested after reading a few, throwing aside the water and tilted her head to sleep. She just fell asleep.

Yan Molun glared at the woman without a figure behind her eyes and sighed.

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When he arrived at Yonge Town at eleven o'clock, he woke her up, Jiang Duoyao slumbered up and said, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon," Yan Molun took her out.

When entering the clinic, there were many patients. Jiang Duoyao sat by the side and waited for a while, but Yan Molun felt that the air was stuffy and went out to smoke.

The doctor came to help Jiang Duoyao to remove the thread. When the dismantling was almost finished, Douyao remembered the incident and asked, "Is there any robbery near Yongge Town recently? I heard that a police car passed by?"

The doctor froze, "Where it sounds, nothing."

"Impossible," Dou Yao frowned, not convinced.

"I come and go here, a bunch of patients are sitting and chatting, nothing happens. I can't help but know that," said the doctor.

Duo Yao froze, did Yan Mo Lun lie to her?

When the thread was removed, Yan Molun walked in from the outside.

She glared at him. He was a little inexplicable, took out fifty dollars and handed it to the doctor, "buy a better box of frostbite cream."

Jiang Duoyao bowed her head subconsciously and looked at her swollen little hands like buns. She herself forgot about it.

After the doctor gave Yan Molun all the frostbite cream and the change money, Jiang Duoya went out with a small face first.

A motorbike "whispered" passing by, setting off a dust, he pulled her to his side, frowning, "Don't walk around, don't look at cars in this place, but don't talk about traffic regulations."

Dou Yao withdrew his arm and exclaimed, "You liar, but also said that a robbery came out nearby. You deliberately lied to me. I asked the doctor, and he said it has been calm recently."

"Oh, why am I doing this?" Yan Molun didn't move her brows, her expression calmed, "Yeah, I just intentionally scared you so that you would want me to follow you more, I am not In order to get along with you more. "

He said so plainly, Jiang Duoya blushed unconsciously, before staring at his eyes suddenly there was nowhere to rest, but he still refused to say "You are too cunning".

Yan Molun smiled silently, opened the frostbite cream, "stretch my hand out, I will touch you a little".

"I'll wipe it myself," she said, awkwardly, reaching for him. "Give me it."

Yan Molun ignored her and took the stretched hand directly, squeezing a large piece onto her frostbite.

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She flinched, and he coldly scolded, "Don't mess around, you have to wipe this up."

His fingers were long and thin, palms and fingertips were slightly rough, and there was a thin, rough feeling when his fingertips were rubbed, but what made her unexpectedly such a burly man would be so gentle.

He has so much strength, shouldn't he use too much strength? It is really unaccustomed to be so ambiguous.

She twisted and pinched, but he patiently wiped the frostbite on her finger and let her absorb it. When she changed her other hand, Jiang Duoya couldn't help saying "I wipe it myself".

Yan Molun watched her for a while, and gave her frostbite cream, and told her: "Knead more. You say your hands are swollen like buns. If you go back three months, I have to give you a thick ring. Wear it in. "

Ring.

Jiang Duoyao's heart beat for a beat, and it was not that he had not received the ring from the suitor before, but when he said that, he would have a different feeling.

She looked up and squinted his eyes quietly, his expression did not change, as if he was talking about something normal.

"Who wants your ring?" She muttered.

Yan Molun finally squinted and said, "Yeah."

"What do you mean?" She shouted at him.

"It's not interesting," Yan Molun smiled, looked at his wrist watch, "I know there is a restaurant here is slightly okay, I'll take you there, get in the car."

Jiang Duoyao silently climbed into the back seat. The place he said was not far away. It was just six or seven minutes' drive away. It is a Tibetan restaurant with few things in it. The main dishes are Tibetan fragrant pig and Tibetan fragrant chicken. She ordered a bowl of yogurt again. She was full, and asked the man next to her, "How do you know the restaurants here are good?"

"You went out and asked a while ago when you disconnected the thread." Yan Molun took a piece of chicken and ate slowly.

Jiang Duoyao looked at the empty and graceful food she ate, and later realized that her eating looks just not so elegant.

"I heard that there is a beautiful grassland near here. In the afternoon someone happens to be racing horses there. Would you like to see it?" Yan Molun said suddenly.

"race"? Jiang Duoyao wondered.

"Well, every August there will be a horse racing festival here," Yan Molun said faintly, "so people often get horse riding activities here."

Duo Yao hesitated and then nodded. She actually stayed on the mountain every day and sometimes it was boring. "But I have to go back today."

"It was too late to go back at seven o'clock last night, that's okay," Yan Molun immediately called the shopkeeper to pay.

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Jiang Duoya saw a large grassland less than ten minutes after leaving Yongge Town. In fact, she also saw it when she first arrived. However, she had only done a few days in the car and was in a bad mood. At a glance, I found that the scenery here is really beautiful. The sky is extremely close. The clouds are bright white. In addition, it is spring and the mountains and rivers are green.

Suddenly, Yan Molun drove the car into the grassland. It didn't take long before she saw Tibetans riding horses in the race. There were not many people, only a dozen, but there were several women and girls around her.

The Tibetans looked at it with curiosity when they saw a car coming over.

Yan Molun jumped out of the car and lit a cigarette again, ignoring other people's eyes and started to smoke slowly. The wind on the grassland blew his hair slightly, revealing a wild and unruly taste on her body.

Jiang Duoya couldn't help but look at him twice, and remembered the gentle look he had just put on the frostbite cream for himself, his face was hot, and quickly turned away, looking at the Tibetans who rode in the distance. He is handsome, but not handsome enough. Some are too old, some are ugly, and some are too dark.

"Would you like to ride a horse?" Yan Molenu ate a few horses not far away.

"May I"? Jiang Duoyao froze.

Yan Molun lifted his feet and walked towards the Tibetans. Jiang Duoyao kept up with him carefully. He directly asked a middle-aged man in a different outfit from Tibet to ask about renting a horse. The Tibetan haha With a smile, "It is not necessary to rent, as long as this friend compares with everyone, there are more people in the competition, and it is a little more lively."

"Yes," Yan Molun smiled slightly.

Jiang Duoyao grabbed him, "You want to race horses. They ride fast. At first glance, they ride horses every day. Can you compare with them?"

"It's not important to win or lose, not to say, just to be a little bit more lively," Yan Molun said lightly.

"Yes, yes, focus on participation." Middle-aged Tibetans nodded again and again, "Horse, pick your own."

When the Tibetans of the horse race came back in a circle, Yan Molun also picked up a white horse. "