Chapter 2489

But the happiest thing about Mohist hospital this year is that no one needs to be on duty, because the vice president of Mohist hospital undertakes all the emergency services from the first to the tenth day of junior high school.

However, in line with the ancient tradition of not going to the hospital during the Spring Festival, Mo Lu only received a few emergency patients who came to the hospital because they had too much to eat.

The little nurse on duty scratched the wall and looked at the vice president. The vice president sat in the emergency room in person, which had not happened in the past two years. Although the vice president was more depressed than before, he was more masculine.

The little nurse cheered herself up, and then brought in the snack she had prepared. "Dean Mo, are you tired? This is my own small wonton." The little nurse said with a smile.

Mo Lu Su looked up at the little nurse with a red face and looked down at the pink lunch box, which was wonton.

In the past, there was a woman who would deliver supper to herself when she was on duty. Because he didn't eat dumplings, she would never deliver such food to him.

Today is the Spring Festival, when thousands of families are eating New Year's Eve dinner and dumplings.

Dumplings, suddenly want to eat dumplings.

Mo Lu Su shakes his head slightly with self mockery. Is he crazy?

"No, I'm not hungry. I'll go to the ward round first, and some patients will call me directly." Mo Lu Su said, picked up the cases of inpatients he was responsible for and left.

Dean Mo seems to be more gentle than before, but such tenderness is not for them. The little nurse looked at the wonton in her hand and sighed.

"Dean Mo, your takeout." The guard came running with a lunch box in his arms. Looking at the Mo Lu Su who was going out, he said quickly.

Take out?

He hasn't ordered takeout. Is it time to get together and send him dinner today?

But he didn't want to.

"I didn't make it. You're wrong." Mo Lu Su looked down at the tightly packed lunch box. There was not even a merchant's brand on it.

"I also think there's a mistake. People who celebrate Chinese New Year's Eve eat dumplings. My wife just sent me a dumpling. How can you order tomato and egg noodles?" The doorman said curiously, "but the waiter did say your name."

The guard's words haven't finished, Mo Lu Su has already stretched out his hand to grab the tomato egg noodles in the past, said thank you, then turned and left.

Doorman: --

The president's taste is really special. I eat noodles for the new year.

Little nurse:

No wonder the Dean doesn't accept her wonton. She used to like noodles. She won't bring noodles tomorrow, but she won't be on duty tomorrow. It's so annoying.

Outside the hospital at this time, Xinle kept hopping in the cold wind. The person in the take away clothes stopped the car beside her and said, "I sent it in according to your meaning."

Xinle thanks again and again, takes out a piece of grandfather Mao from his pocket, and gives it to the takeout boy, "thank you."

The delivery boy put it away and put it in his pocket, "Miss, why don't you send it in yourself?"

Xinle gave a little meal and laughed awkwardly. Without explanation, she took a taxi at the intersection and left.

She used to eat dumplings and he had new year's Eve dinner.

But today, he is on duty.

So, Xinle gave him a relatively favorite tomato and egg noodles.

When Mo Lu Su comes out with a lunch box in his arms, he only sees the back of the takeaway boy. Mo Lu Su looks down at the disposable lunch box with heat in his hand. Is it really a takeaway?

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