MTL - Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Qin Siting stayed in Japan for seven days. Every night before going to bed, she would have a phone call with Shi Niange. During the day, when she missed him, she would reply to text messages as soon as possible. Although suddenly separated for so many days, at least the memory of that night makes Shi Niange was relieved for several days, and Qin Siting kept in touch every day, so Shi Niange didn’t have space in his heart, and the clinic was really too busy. Qin Siting was away recently, and she was busy. Don't even think about anything else.

That night, because she had already caught a cold, it was... again for the first time.

In short, at first she had the courage and courage to throw down the male god, but the end result was that she lay down miserably all day, feeling that she was going to be abolished.

Later, when he brought her temperature to take her body temperature, he found that she was still above 38 degrees. Although it had dropped a little, she still had a fever. So he stared at her and drank the anti-fever medicine and patted her again. Coax her to continue sleeping.

Anyway, she slept for a long time, and after that, she lay down and barely got out of bed. It was a rare opportunity to act like a baby, saying that she felt painful here for a while and felt uncomfortable there. The two of them did not go to the clinic that day, and both rested at home. Qin Siting took care of her. All day long, the cooked meals are taken back to the room to feed her.

But she was really hurt at the time. Others said that it hurt the first time, but I heard that some people didn’t feel it. She thought she was the latter, but she didn’t expect that the pain was so bad that she almost cried that night. , I didn't cry when I resisted it. At that time, Qin Siting felt the tightness of her whole body, and he tried to relax.

But it still hurts.

Who said it doesn't hurt.

So some people are gentle on the surface, but in fact they are...cough.

Blush just thinking about it.

"Ms. Sister, you still have my medicine in your hand. If you don't give me the needle, why are you blushing while standing here?" A little boy about fourteen or five years old is holding a psp game console in one hand, and the other is already facing. She raised her direction for a long time, waiting for her to give him an injection.

Shi Niange hurriedly recovered, smiled at the child with an embarrassed expression, looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand, confirmed the medicine and the child’s name in front of him, and gave him the hand seriously. I got a needle, and then turned around to continue busy.

Shi Niange was so busy in the clinic that she heard from the old doctor that there were more people in the hospital than usual before and after the Spring Festival every year. Many of them went home after being busy for a year, and were then taken by their relatives for a physical examination or something. Furthermore, because of the weather, too many patients with colds are like this in small clinics, and the major hospitals are even more overcrowded. If you want to be a doctor, these will be normal in the future, and you must get used to it early.

Her acceptability is good, and studying medicine is her goal, and she won't be afraid of hardship and tiredness.

But I always feel that I have dragged people like Qin Siting into the medical industry in this way, and felt that I was a bit guilty.

In the evening, when I returned home, she finally called Auntie Xiang when Qin Siting was away. Aunt Xiang curiously asked her what she was eating recently. I thought she was staying at school all the time and didn't come back. As a result, I was called over today. When I came in to clean, I found that there were signs of people living all the time, and I asked her if she was eating takeaway every day.

Shi Niange laughed and didn't tell him.

If it weren't because she was really busy and tired at the clinic these days, she would actually like to get into the kitchen to learn how to cook with Aunt Xiang. For example, she would like to learn how to make scallion noodles.

But I don't know if he can make it as delicious as Qin Siting's cook even if he has learned it.

After the meal, Aunt Xiang cleaned up for a while and left.

Shi Niange was so tired that she didn't want to take a shower, but she was in the clinic for a whole day. She couldn't lie down without taking a shower. She went straight into the bathroom and took a long bath. He came out while blowing his hair while looking at his mobile phone. Sting will probably call her after this time. It's around eight o'clock. His earliest call was at eight o'clock, and his latest call was at 9:30. The time difference between Japan and China is only one hour. , What time is it over there?

She looked down at the time, thinking whether he would call now or would call him later, when suddenly, the phone rang.

The caller ID is not Qin Siting.

It's the number from the US.

She quickly turned off the hair dryer in her hand and answered the phone.

I thought it was my mother who was calling, but the person on the other side of the phone was not. After listening to the content of the call every word, it seemed that a needle instantly stuck into Shi Niange's heart.

She seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, and her head suddenly sank like lead. She slowly put down the phone and looked at herself in the mirror until her eyes grew. The more blurred, the hotter tears suddenly fell, and she seemed to wake up like a dream, and was startled by herself.

Raising his hand suddenly and looking at the phone that hasn't hung up, it means that everything is real, not a nightmare.

...

Shi Niange hurriedly walked in at Haicheng Airport and booked a ticket urgently. Fortunately, there were still a few tickets left on the direct flight from Haicheng to the United States. When he arrived at the airport, he took the boarding pass and went through the customs to enter the security check. Her head is a little numb, and there is only one voice urging her to go to the United States, go to Los Angeles, go to see her mother, go to see her mother, go to the United States, go to the United States, go to the United States, go to see her mother, go to the United States quickly.

Until she got on the plane, the broadcast reminded her to turn off the phone. She picked up the phone and glanced at it, silently turned it off, then turned her eyes to the night sky outside, hanging up fiercely in her heart.

...

Ten hours later, the plane landed in Los Angeles, USA.

A hospital in Los Angeles.

Shi Niange rushed to the car after getting out of the car. Her running foot twisted and didn't care about the pain. She frantically pressed the elevator up button and didn't wait for the elevator to stop. She went into the crowd like a loach and rushed into the elevator. Running wildly in the quiet corridor of the hospital, until I saw the figures of the relatives who were sitting in the United States at the end of the corridor, the doctor’s voice was faintly heard in my ears: "The situation of the few people endangered by this car accident They are not optimistic. The two of you, the man who was in the cab, was the one who was injured the least, but I am afraid it is difficult to keep his right leg. I am afraid that I will have to rely on a wheelchair to walk in the future. As for the lady ..."

Shi Niange's head banged, and ran over in a hurry, and grabbed the doctor's arm and asked, "How is it? How is my mother? Didn't it have been rescued last night? Hasn't it come out yet? "

Seeing the little girl who suddenly came over, the doctor was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her seriously because of the mother she called, and then continued: "The lady was sitting in the co-driver's seat and the vehicle was deformed. The serious area is there."