Xin Xiaoxiao wailed, "Okay, don't worry, baby, I won't go, my love is only for you."

Xiang Yiqing is speechless, can't she not speak like this, can't she speak well?

The corners of his mouth twitched silently, and he said softly, "Go to sleep."

Before Xin Xiaoxiao could speak again, he hung up the phone.

Otherwise, I must say a bunch of useless words again.

...

I was tossed last night and didn't sleep much. From the inpatient department to the outpatient department, Xiang Yiqing couldn't remember how many yawns he yawned.

Now I just want to find a bed to have a good rest.

But I had to go to work in the morning, and sure enough...beautiful misunderstanding.

Pushing the door open, the cleaning has come to clean up the consulting room in the morning. He walked straight to the hanger, took off her white coat, and put it on.

Then return to the desk, pick up the glasses and put them on.

"The item is easy to light."

Suddenly a familiar and gentle voice called him from the door, and he froze for a while, raised his head and looked over.

Qiu Yang smiled and walked into the consulting room, "I'll come back to get my things."

She pointed to Xiang Yiqing's opposite, her original desk.

Xiang Yi nodded lightly, and then asked concerned: "Is it more tired in the emergency department than here."

"No." Qiu Yang shook his head slightly and replied faintly: "It's all the same."

She walked to her previous desk, opened the drawer, and took the contents out.

They are all small bits and pieces. Many of them were given to her by some children and patients who liked her in this office for more than three months.

She kept everything, even if she took it out at this time, she was gentle and kind.

Really, she and Xin Xiaoxiao have completely opposite personalities, a high-profile and careless person, who struggles to cook noodles.

A low-key, careful, considerate home.

At that time, being with Qiu Yang was comfortable and harmonious.

Now I love the frizzy Xin Xiaoxiao.

It really feels...

After Qiu Yang finished packing his things, he found a small paper box to hold it in his hands, and looked at Xiang Yiqing and said, "I have almost finished packing my things. If you pull something down, you keep it for me."

"Okay." Xiang Yi nodded lightly. He watched Qiu Yang's footsteps leave, and he opened his mouth again, "Qiu Yang..."

Qiu Yang stopped his steps and turned to look at him suspiciously.

He smiled and said: "I'm basically in the hospital every day. You can come to me if you have anything to do. If I am away, you can also call me."

Hearing this, Qiu Yang's eyes flickered brightly, and his eye sockets were slightly red.

She nodded lightly, and said in a joking tone: "Okay, I'm counting on taking advantage of this old classmate's relationship to get a promotion."

She laughed a little unnaturally, and when she finished speaking, she immediately looked away from Xiang Yiqing's face, "I'm leaving now."

He faintly said hello, turned around again, and continued to walk outside the door.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly came in at the door, a white short suit, white wide-leg pants, and a black Prada bag on his arm.

There is nobleness and elegance all over the body.

"mom?"

"Auntie."

Seeing Lu Shujun, Xiang Yiqing and Qiu Yang, they opened their mouths almost at the same time, shouting together.

Lu Shujun glanced from her son's face, and a touch of surprise and joy flashed in her eyes. She suppressed the excitement, looked at Qiu Yang, smiled and nodded at her, "Qiu Yang."