The Abstinence Doctor with Mysophobia (1V1)

Chapter 41: Hard to Talk About (Edited)

Chapter 41: Hard to Talk About (Edited)

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the ward. The sunlight from the window half came in, and the scorching sunlight sprinkled on him. His facial features were deep and handsome, and his dark amber pupils kept looking at her, like jumping gold fragments, shining with a dazzling light.
    Lin An raised her head because of his familiar words. Just now, she was careful not to look at him seriously. Now that she looked carefully, the heroic appearance of the man that night appeared in her mind again.
    Lin An opened her eyes wide in surprise. Because she was deeply influenced by the nursery rhyme "Picking up a penny on the side of the road" when she was young, she couldn't help but shout to the patient: "Uncle policeman!"
    Hearing this, the man's head, which was originally fine, suddenly felt a little painful. Uncle? He was obviously about the same age as the man in front of him. In order to prevent her from continuing to call him uncle policeman, she reported her name, "Shen Yi."
    Shen Yi? This name is quite unique.
    "My name is Lin An." Lin An was surprised and happy. She was surprised that the man in front of her was a policeman she had met once before, and she was happy that he was not the bad gangster she had randomly guessed in her head. This made her feel relieved.
    "I'll treat your wound." After being happy, she did not forget her duty. She rolled up the man's sleeves a little, completely revealing his strong arm tied with bandages. Carefully pulling off the bandages, she saw a bloody mark left by a knife wound.
    Lin An frowned subconsciously. The knife wound was long and deep. It was not so shocking after being treated. She couldn't help thinking about how painful it would be when the knife went down.
    In order to stabilize his hand, Lin An held him with her left hand and applied medicine with the other hand. Now the patient's hot body temperature was transmitted through her left hand.
    Shen Yi glanced at her wrist that was being held, and then looked at Lin An who was applying medicine to him with a cotton ball. He didn't show much pain, obviously he was used to it. After a while, he probably felt bored, so he said, "Why didn't you come to the police station to get the flag?"
    Lin An thought that she didn't help much that day, she just stretched out one leg, and she was afraid that she would go to the police station and get a "sprinter" flag.
    The most important thing is that she took the flag back. If Song Chengran saw it, he would definitely ask about the origin of the flag, so that her plan to lose weight secretly behind Song Chengran's back would be exposed!
    "No, no!" Lin An tried to brush it off, "Don't waste the country's fabric for such a small matter."
    The man raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything else. After Lin An bandaged the wound on his arm, he asked her if she could help deal with the wound on his face.
    He went to the hospital this time because of a home robbery two days ago. Two robbers held a girl who lived alone. He was a well-trained policeman, and it was no problem to deal with such two strong men. But in order to protect the hostage girl from being injured, he was taken advantage of by the robbers and his hand and leg were stabbed.
    However, the robber was stunned for a moment by the shock of this hurtful action, and was immediately thrown to the ground by him. Another robber wanted to stab him with a knife, but he defeated him with one move.
    Compared with the wounds on his body, the wounds on his face were not serious, just a little bruised. He didn't care about his face, but his father, the sheriff, was too nagging. He was praised for his courage and ability in the police station, but when he got home, he pointed at his nose and scolded him, "You little bastard, why don't you take your body seriously? Do you have to stab it every two or three days to feel comfortable?!"
    The wounds on the body can't be seen with clothes, but the wounds on the face can't be covered. If his father saw it, he would start to nag him again.
    "Okay." Lin An used a cotton swab to get some plaster and leaned closer to him. The cool paste was gently applied to the bruised area, which did feel a little more comfortable.
    Because Lin An was a little close to him, Shen Yi's eyes were subconsciously on her. The hair on her bangs was very thin, like some kind of textured fabric. Suddenly, he wanted to touch it to see if it was as smooth and fine as he imagined.
    As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, he immediately choked it off and moved his eyes elsewhere. A small piece of white color intruded into his sight. The little nurse's collar was not fastened tightly. Because of the movement of leaning over, he happened to see the slightly exposed cleavage on her chest, which rose and fell slightly with her breathing.
    "..." His body stiffened, and he cursed inwardly and immediately lowered his eyes to stare at the white quilt, not daring to look anywhere else.
    "Okay." Lin An put down the cotton swab, but found that Shen Yi's expression was a little unnatural, his eyelashes trembled violently, his lips were pale, but his ears were unusually red. She almost couldn't figure it out, and thought that his ears were also injured. Being
    teased by her so unintentionally, his heart was burning with pain, but he had to endure it. He was not a person who didn't know how to act.
    Lin An finally moved away from him. Shen Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she should leave, but he didn't expect Lin An to lift up his trouser legs. He then remembered that he had a wound on his thigh.
    Wait, the wound there can't be seen by lifting up the trouser legs, you have to take off your pants. He fell asleep when he was applying medicine in front. Now that he is awake, how can he tolerate others taking off his pants!
    Thinking of this, Shen Yi immediately stopped Lin An's actions. Lin An looked at him in confusion. His head was about to smoke. He was usually careless, but now he took a long time to say a word, and it seemed a bit difficult to say it.
    "Can... change to a male doctor."
    Lin An: Huh? Is her business ability not good!
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    After work, Lin An wandered around Song Chengran's office stealthily, walked back and forth many times, but didn't dare to go in.
    She thought that Song Chengran must have been angry in the afternoon, but she was a thick-skinned person and couldn't think of what she had done to make him unhappy.
    At this moment, Song Chengran was typing on the keyboard inside, his sleeves neatly rolled up to his elbows, his expression focused, and the thin-rimmed glasses reflected a series of English words on the computer screen. After he confirmed the information and made sure there were no omissions, he backed up the file.
    Looking up, she saw a shadow at the open door, which became longer and shorter as the owner walked, indicating the panic of the shadow's owner. His eyes narrowed slightly under the lenses, and the corners of his eyes narrowed into a line because of his gentle emotions.
    "Come in."
    Lin An, who was outside the door, was about to go back when she heard a voice from the office. Was Song Chengran talking to her? Hey, how did he know she was outside?
    Lin An poked her head out of the door and met Song Chengran's cold gaze. She smiled rather flatteringly, "Chengran, are you not off work yet?"
    "Yeah." Song Chengran had a straight face and no expression. He just glanced at her, then continued to pick up the documents on the table and read them, ignoring her.
    Lin An walked in with a wry smile, looked left and right at his table, and touched the pen holder beside him, but he didn't react. She knew that he was a taciturn person who kept everything in his heart. If she wanted him to reveal his thoughts, she had to say it out loud first.
    Thinking of this, Lin An walked to his side, stole a glance at Song Chengran's dark eyebrows, gently tugged at his sleeve, and tentatively asked him in a low voice: "Are you angry with me?"
    Song Chengran's eyes froze as he read the documents. He had thought about it some time ago and wanted to tell others about his marriage to Lin An. Later, because of the delay of the seminar, he temporarily put this idea aside.
    This afternoon, he saw Lin An taking him to dodge and dodge, as if he didn't want others to know. For this reason, he was in a bad mood all afternoon.
    "No."
    He answered quickly and anxiously, as if he had already thought of the answer and was waiting for Lin An to ask, and he would say it immediately. Song Chengran also tilted his head slightly in the opposite direction of Lin An, looking like he refused to talk.
    Lin An almost bit his tongue. It was so obvious that he was angry or something?
    She immediately walked to the other side of Song Chengran, and seeing that he still didn't look at her, she touched his free right hand. His hands were slender and white, with some thin calluses on the fingertips, and the first joint of the middle finger of his right hand had a callus that was unique to people who often held a pen.
    Lin An touched his callus with his hand, thinking about how to coax him next. This time, Song Chengran actually looked over, his eyes seemed indifferent, he had no intention of paying attention to her, but he did not withdraw his hand.
    Song Chengran looked calm on the surface, but his heart was boiling, even his stiff back relaxed a little, and he hoped that Lin An would continue to touch his arm.
    However, Lin An only used his fingers to gently draw circles in his palm. Song Chengran felt like there was a soft feather in his palm, gently scratching him, itchy and sour, and the anger in his heart dissipated at once.
    Song Chengran despised herself for being inconsistent, but she still had a hard mouth and asked her in a cold manner, "If I get angry, what will you do?"
    Lin An knew that Song Chengran was giving her a way out, and immediately put her arms around him in a flattering way, rubbing her cheek against him, "If you are angry, I will let you go riding to vent your anger, and I will be your horse."
    Lin An was afraid that Song Chengran didn't understand, so she shamelessly added at the end, "Ride on the bed."
    Song Chengran felt that the tone of Lin An's previous sentence was strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange. Only after listening to the second half did he realize that she was making dirty jokes to him again. His heart beat faster after realizing it, and he couldn't help but avoid Lin An's expectant eyes, and didn't forget to scold, "You are making trouble again!"
    These days, Lin An told Song Chengran a lot of dirty jokes. She was thick-skinned and liked to play with him, which always forced the calm and conservative Dr. Song to retreat step by step.
    Without reading a single word of the document in his hand, Song Chengran sighed and put the document back on the table. He stretched out his hand and pulled Lin An into his arms, holding her slender waist with his open palm, and asked her to find a good position to sit.
    Lin An was caught off guard by Song Chengran's hug, her heart was beating fast, and she hugged his waist back with joy. He wore glasses, which made him less fierce and more gentle. Song Chengran looked good from any angle.
    She hugged him for a while, then asked softly, "Chengran, you have been so busy with work recently that you don't have time to rest." He
    didn't even have time to kiss his wife!
    Song Chengran remembered that he had been working for three weeks in a row without a day off. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and he asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
    Lin An's thoughts were touched, and he had to cover up, "Ahem, no."
    Song Chengran's throat moved, but he didn't speak. He thought seriously about his recent schedule. After going through a feasible plan in his mind, he said, "Three days later, I'm not very busy."
    Song Chengran would occasionally say half of his doting words. Lin An could hear that he was going to accompany her, and this time he must not let him regret it, and hurriedly said, "It's a deal, it's a deal!"
    Song Chengran's eyes curved slightly, "Okay."