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He didn't expect his Senior Brother to be so considerate, and the more he thought about it, the more sweet and happy he felt.

Li Nana's entire body was covered in pink bubbles. When she came back to her senses, she had already disappeared.

When An Jingyu came here, he basically had no way to deal with the patient, and his mood was extremely bad. What bad luck, how did he end up in Uncle Qi.

As An Jingyu walked along the corridor, he was complaining in his heart when a seventeen to eighteen year old boy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hit him ruthlessly. The documents in his hands scattered all over the floor.

His dirty hands were placed next to his mouth, he did not say a word as he stared at An Jingyu with bright eyes. An Jingyu looked at him in shock.

"Little friend, be careful." You must not run along the corridor. " An Jingyu maintained his smile and reminded him that he needed to pick up something when he squatted down. There were a few pieces of information papers that the boy was stepping on. Can the little friend step aside for a moment? "

After An Jingyu finished speaking, there was no reaction for a long time. When he raised his head to look, this boy had still been staring at him without blinking, and it was unknown what he was looking at.

"Little friend, which ward are you from? Can I send you back? " It was not difficult for An Jingyu to be patient enough when facing a patient. But can you let me pick this thing up first? Just a small step. "

The boy seemed to realize that he was stepping on something he shouldn't have, and continued to stare at An Jingyu. But he finally moved, and slowly moved his foot away.

An Jingyu finally succeeded in picking up the things up, and then asked him which ward he lived in. An Jingyu's words were very gentle and his voice was very pleasant to hear, causing the boy to feel especially at ease.

"Good." The boy finally said two words.

An Jingyu looked at the sign on his body that had his name and room number pinned on it. All of a sudden, he felt that he was a bit stupid. Why did he only find the words after asking so many times? He forgot that those in the Psychiatric Department would always write down their room numbers to prevent them from losing patients who couldn't find their way back.

Little friend, are you called Shen Yangyang?

The boy nodded, his gaze landing on An Jingyu, and refused to leave. An Jingyu was a little uncomfortable under his gaze. His eyes were too pure, and he looked like a beautiful child.

Unfortunately, why did he get a disease?

No matter what An Jingyu said to him, the boy would never speak, he only nodded and shook his head. If not for him saying those two words previously, he would have thought An Jingyu was a mute.

Just as the boy was sent to the door of the ward, a nurse came over and said breathlessly, "Professor An, I've finally found you. The dean is asking you to come over. "

"Yeah, I know." An Jingyu passed the boy to the nurse and left. Just when he took a step forward, he realized that his hand was grabbed by someone. It was the little boy.

"Come." The boy couldn't bear to look away from his face, so he opened his mouth with a bit of difficulty.

"?"

"Here, come." Afraid that he would never come again after he left, the boy's eyes flashed with anticipation and uneasiness.

"Mm, I'll come see you when I have time." Seeing that he could not bear to let go of her, An Jingyu laughed. It looks like this patient likes him. Dependence.

Only after receiving his assurance did the boy let go. Watching him leave.