Yi Shu turned his head slightly and looked into the distance, his delicate profile face as cold as the moon in the night.

When sleeping, every time I close my eyes, I have a nightmare.

She was in a black room with countless white ladies surrounding her.

"If you don't break up with that poor boy Gu Qishan, your mother will die in front of you."

"You are now the age to study hard, not the age to make friends. You are not allowed to play with them."

"Yishu, if you don't marry Yan Qing, I will hit the wall immediately!"

In the dream, she had a severe headache.

I woke up in a cold sweat and couldn't sleep even if I wanted to.

Just come to the balcony to enjoy the fresh air.

The slender lady's cigarette in her hand is almost burnt out.

Yi Shu came to his senses, put out the cigarette, and threw the empty beer can into it.

The can was eventually thrown into the trash can in the corridor outside.

I stood in the corridor and blew in the wind for a while to make sure I didn't smell bad before going home.

She quietly walked back to her room.

Yan Qing was breathing steadily on the bed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, luckily she didn't wake him up.

The next morning.

Bai Liumei made breakfast early and put it on the table, then went out for a walk with the aunt opposite.

Elderly people of this age get to know each other very quickly, and the common topics are all about health and children.

In the second half of the night, Yi Shu was still too awake and now looked weak.

The man opposite handed over the chopsticks and asked by the way: "Didn't you sleep well?"

She straightened up, shook her head, and smiled: "I slept very well."

Yan Qing didn't expose her and even looked at her.

Changing the subject: "Have you resolved the conflict at work yesterday?"

Yi Shu: "The patient just had gastric perforation surgery and he ate some spicy food, so he vomited violently."

Before she knew the truth yesterday, she would have started to doubt her abilities.

As she spoke, she picked up a small steamed bun and put it in her mouth.

When you take a sip, the soup inside splashes out to the other side.

Yi Shu's eyes widened when he saw that his white clothes were covered with soup.

She took the paper towel and ran to the other side, squatting down to help him wipe the dirt: "I'm sorry, I didn't know my mother made soup dumplings this morning..."

Yan Qing frowned, with a cold expression on his face.

She carefully wiped a few drops of soup from his face: "If you think about it, it would be a wonderful thing to start the morning with the soup in a soup bag."

This is a very unfounded statement.

He still kept a straight face and said nothing.

She had no choice but to pick up a soup dumpling and put it to his mouth, coaxing: "If you don't spray me too, I won't run away!"

Yan Qing's frown slightly relaxed.

Holding her wrist, the chopsticks turned around.

When she was caught off guard, a whole bun was stuffed into her mouth.

Her cheeks are bulging like a puffer fish, and she looks cute and naive.

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing and went back to the room to change clothes with a smile.

She vomited the bun into the trash can and wiped her mouth with paper.

If you bite into it, the hot soup will make your mouth bubble.

The two went out together and met Bai Liumei coming back from a stroll downstairs.

She stopped the two of them on their way and said with great interest: "I heard that there is a temple on the outskirts of the city, which is very effective in praying for children. Please spare some time this Saturday and take you to worship."

Yi Shu was helpless and tried to refuse: "Mom, I have surgery on Saturday."

Bai Liumei's attitude was very firm: "You are an intern and you are not the surgeon. It's not like you can't do it without you. Tell your teacher to find someone else."

She was mainly afraid of delaying Yan Qing's time, so she was thinking of reasons and wanted to persuade him.

Yan Qing came to the rescue: "Mom, I have something to do in my studio on Saturday."

"...Well, then it's Sunday. That's it. Don't refuse. Go to work quickly."

Bai Liumei said, pushing them out and entering the elevator without looking back.

Yi Shu looked at Yan Qing apologetically: "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go. Just say you have something to do and I will go with her."

Yan Qing nodded: "It's okay, just relax."

Yi Shu blinked in disbelief.
Chapter completed!