"I was crazy a few years ago, don't you know?"

Luo Yan smiled slightly, and his eyes looked at Lin Miao, who was worried and entangled with facial features.

"You are crazy," Lin Miao scolded him hatefully and turned around and said, "Appoint it and make a movie for him first."

Nurse Zhang rolled his eyes and looked at the two of them.

The ice suddenly traumatized itself and melted quickly. Dr. Lin was not so reasonable to Wan.

This change and this speed, I don’t want to have nothing.

"Why not hurry up," Lin Miao's tone turned bad when he saw several nurses not moving.

"Oh, okay," Nurse Zhang hurriedly took over and took Luo Yan downstairs.

Lin Miao rubbed his hair back to the department in annoyed manner.

Zhao Qi pushed the reading glasses and raised her eyes that were turbid but had a clear understanding of the world.

Lin Miao sat back on her seat with red cheeks.

Zhao Qi laughed loudly, put away the newspaper, and said, "I have something to do to go out, I probably can't come back before noon."

He took the bag and teacup and went out.

Lin Miao's face turned redder.

She grabbed the pen and poked the prescription hard.

It was all Luo Yan, and if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been laughed at.

Half an hour later, Nurse Zhang brought Luo Yan in.

"Doctor Lin, this is a movie."

Lin Miao opened the light box and put the film on it.

The lights clearly show the bones.

Lin Miao squinted her eyes, looked at the cracks on her little arm, and pursed her lips tightly.

In this case, you have to use a plywood.

Moreover, it is not a trivial matter to damage the muscles and bones. If the treatment is not done well, it is very likely that the disease will be caused.

Thinking of the possibilities that would arise in the future, Lin Miao glared at Luo Yan with a angrily angrily, but touched his gentle and soft eyes.

Lin Miao's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "The bone is cracked, so you have to put on a splint."

"Okay," Luo Yan responded.

"We need to quit raw, cold and greasy during this period, and we should not get irritating food," Lin Miao quickly prescribed the prescription and handed it over.

"Okay," Luo Yan responded, and the intact hand didn't move.

Lin Miao raised her eyebrows.

My hand was injured and my mind was dumbfounded.

"Miaomiao, let's make up," Luo Yan said suddenly.

On the side, Nurse Zhang widened his eyes.

It turns out that what do the two really have?

Lin Miao coughed lightly, and a flush flew uncontrollably on her cheeks.

"Then I'll go and do it first," Nurse Zhang went out in a daze.

Lin Miao glanced at the door and said indifferently: "You said that we broke up, and then you will prove your determination with your actions."

"I respect your decision and try my best to cooperate."

"Now you say reconciliation again."

Lin Miao leaned slightly and said, "Don't you think I should have said yes when you say it."

"Miaomiao, don't do this," It was the first time Luo Yan heard Lin Miao talk to him in such a mocking and sarcastic tone.

His heart was so painful that it was a little unbearable.

It was only then that he realized how hurtful his actions were.

"What, I'm wrong?"

Lin Miao didn't want to discuss this topic with him, so he just brought the bandage and plaster.

As a top student in the nursing department, plaster injection is a pediatric department for her.

"Come and remove the plaster in a month," she tried her best to stand up naturally, took the prescription and handed it over.

"If you want it to be effective quickly, I suggest you go to another orthopedic department to get some medicine."

"I only trust you," Luo Yan started to hold the prescription.

He looked at Lin Miao deeply and walked out.

The door closed gently, and Lin Miao was a little exhausted and loose.

As soon as he returned to his seat, Nurse Zhang sneaked in.

"Doctor Lin, that" she supported the table with a tangled look on her face.

"What do you want to ask?"

Lin Miao pressed it and it hurt his temples slightly.

"You and him, that, Doctor Zhou," even though he had organized the language outside for a long time, Nurse Zhang was still speechless.

"He is my ex-boyfriend," Lin Miao said lightly.

Nurse Zhang widened his eyes and opened his mouth and closed.

This can explain the handsome guy's behavior.

I saw with my own eyes that the handsome guy would harm himself in order to say a few more words, and then watch Dr. Zhou. Nurse Zhang staged a 100-episode drama of a vicious female companion, robbing the male protagonist.

"Is there anything else?"

Lin Miao is really in the mood to deal with others now.

"It's gone," Nurse Zhang shrank his neck, "I'll take the time for several patients until the afternoon."

Lin Miao nodded.

She is uneasy now and it is really hard to take the clinic.

He persisted until the afternoon, when Zhao Qi came back and Lin Miao took leave to go back.

He slept in a drowsy afternoon, and in the evening, Si Yue came to knock on the door.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Miao put on his clothes before letting him in.

"Come and have dinner with you," Si Yue lifted the bag he was carrying.

The fragrance dissipated with his movements.

Lin Miao turned to the kitchen, and Si Yue followed her in and saw her coming with the dishes and chopsticks.

"What's wrong with this?"

The sleeves of the pajamas are too wide, and the scars on the inner side of the wrist are exposed when you are not careful.

"It's okay," Lin Miao hurriedly took it back, "I went out in the morning too urgently and accidentally fell down."

"You're not careful," Si Yue insisted on rolling up his sleeves and making sure it was just a scratch, so he felt relieved.

That's why she asked for leave and came back early.

"Where else is injured?"

He stared at Lin Miao's neck.

"It's all abrasions, and the medicine has been applied."

Lin Miao shrank his neck uncomfortable.

Si Yue's eyes flashed slightly, he took the plate and transferred the dishes in.

Lin Miao handed him the chopsticks and ate quietly.

Si Yue waited for her to drop the chopsticks and offered to say goodbye.

Lin Miao sent him out.

Close the door and she leaned against the door panel.

The footsteps in the corridor were getting farther and farther away.

She sighed softly, went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and prepare to go to bed.

I don't want the door to be knocked.
To be continued...