Chapter 11

Zhou Manchun hid in the corner and looked at the dangerous man. In just two words, she knew that this man was not simple, and that man's voice was so cold and familiar But who are they talking about doing?

Spoot? The name seems to have been heard somewhere. Zhou Manchun feels her mind is buzzing. Just as she is trying to remember who Shi Botao is, a majestic male voice suddenly rings in her ear.

It's a nice voice, like a low cello chord, but it's chilly.

"Who is there?" There is no emotion in the cold voice line.

Obviously it's summer, but Zhou Manchun thinks it's very cold at the moment. Her limbs seem to be frozen by ice and snow, and her blood is in a state of panic.

Zhou Manchun slowly raised his head. Because the man just turned his back to him, she couldn't see his face clearly, but at the moment, the man had turned around.

At the moment when their eyes meet, Zhou Manchun can't help but feel a chill all over his body. Under the man's good-looking ink eyes, it's all cold, and his lonely face seems full of danger.

It's actually Jin Beisen! Zhou man really wants to find a piece of tofu to crash and die.

"I didn't hear anything." Zhou Manchun took three deep breaths from the bottom of his heart before pretending to be calm.

"Ah..." The man smiled indifferently, one side of his thin lips raised a sarcastic arc, and Jin Beisen's Obsidian eyes like jewels hid the city.

Looking at Zhou Manchun's tense face, Jin Beisen's smile grew deeper and deeper. Obviously, Zhou Manchun was afraid.

Nothing? How do you know they were just talking? It's such a smart and stupid woman. Through her eyes, he seems to see a touch of fear on her beautiful face.

Zhou Manchun felt a tingle on his scalp. The whole body of the man was full of a natural sense of indifference and oppression. Talking to him required a spirit of 120000 yuan.

"What are you nervous about?" Jin Beisen suddenly started to walk towards Zhou Manchun with a sneer on his lips.

He went down the stairs step by step

"Where am I nervous?" Zhou Manchun was confused. She looked around. This is the 24th floor. The inpatient department she is most familiar with is quite safe in the hospital, Zhou Manchun thought.

Jin Beisen narrowed his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly. The ink eyes scanned Zhou Manchun up and down. It was really fun. I met him again.

Is it fate?

Or bad luck!

"Are you a doctor in this hospital?" Jin Beisen asked thoughtfully. In fact, he had already touched Zhou Manchun's bottom clearly.

"I'm not." Zhou Manchun vetoed it. She admitted that she was stupid?

"Not a doctor. What are you doing in a white coat?" Jin Beisen's deep eyes rolled up a trace of sarcasm.

"Hahaha I'm wearing it. " Zhou Manchun wants to cover her tone with a smile.

Who knows, as soon as the voice falls, Jin Beisen has grabbed her shoulder with one hand and tried to make Zhou Manchun cry. Fortunately, she is a very pain-resistant person. Generally, Zhou Manchun will not even frown when she is injured.

"Still quite stubborn, said, what do you hear in the end?" Jin Beisen's tone was obviously full of impatience. His cold eyes were half narrowed, and he hated other people's playing the same idiot game as him.