Chapter 281

The man felt Mo Mingzhen's respect for Yu se, so he got up and walked over, "doctor Yu, I'm sorry, they say that people can't be judged by appearance. I'm blind. Doctor Mo thinks you're doctor Yu. You're doctor Yu. I'll see you later."

"It's all right, doctor mo. there are so many people waiting. Come back to see a doctor." Yu Sela returns to Mo Mingzhen. She was almost frightened by such a serious Mo Mingzhen. There are too many people. She thinks she should keep a low profile.

The face of Mingyu is better than before.

Yu se quickly took the man and sent him out. He didn't want to get right or wrong again. "Thank you for believing me so much. If you have anything in the future, you can call me." Then, the metaphor gave his personal phone to the man.

This is the first stranger to believe her, even if in doubt, still believe that she used her prescription, she is grateful.

The man took the figurative phone and left happily.

When she returned to the clinic, she found that the eyes of the patients who were seeing her at this moment were more or less different from those before.

However, no patient took the initiative to see her.

It's normal. She's just a little guide.

She does not care, busy after the guidance of a patient after another, from time to time to see Mo Mingzhen diagnosis, or can learn a lot of knowledge.

Live learning is absolutely different from the hard words in her mind.

One morning, Mo Mingzhen even looked at dozens of patients, but he left work at noon, and there were more than a dozen patients waiting in line there.

These are all those that didn't get the appointment number in the morning.

Then wait until Mo Mingzhen has seen all the appointments before coming to see them.

With so many people, I'm afraid it will be one o'clock in the afternoon at the earliest.

Yu se wanted to stop, but when he looked at the patients one by one, he resisted.

"Doctor Yu, how many would you like to see for me?" Mo Mingzhen also saw a dozen patients waiting.

Yu se even waved his hand, "people are attracted to you."

She doesn't want to force people to see a doctor.

"One day, they'll regret it. You're a miracle doctor. I'm not so far away."

However, he could only express his feelings in a low voice, and he was not allowed to publicize them.

"When I get the certificate later, Dr. Mo, I may be robbing you of your job."

"Welcome." Mo Ming really laughed, "I will guide you when the time comes, that is my blessing."

As a result, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Yu SE's body was sweating, and he was about to go to lunch. When he saw nurse OTA come in, "doctor Mo, you ordered takeout."

Then two food boxes were sent to the clinic.

"Do you have my share?"

"Yes, eat it." Mo Mingzhen looks at metaphors with her daughter's eyes. Yes, the metaphor at this time is not his teacher, but a lovely child.

Yu se opened the food box quickly, and then, slightly stunned, "is it really the takeout you ordered?"

"What's wrong?"

When Yu se looks at the small cage bag in the food box, it is clearly the shape in memory. It is the shape of the small cage bag in the Mohist kitchen. It is different from that in the restaurant outside. It is easy to identify.

"No She took a dip in the tomato juice in the food box and fed it into her mouth. It was as delicious as ever.

Then, I think of Mo Jingyao in an instant.

Take out your cell phone while eating.

However, in her chat dialogue with Mo Jingyao, there is only the "good night to Mo Jingyao" that she sent last night.

The man didn't send anything.

"Gee, I don't seem to have ordered this little bag." Mo Ming really opened to eat, see the small cage bag Leng for a while, but then said, "anyway, sent to, I taste one."

As a result, after eating one, he immediately ate another, "delicious, so delicious, I will order this small steamed bun later."

Mojia's steamed buns are delicious.

Because, the stuffing inside is all good stuff, not adulterated at all.

After lunch, Yu se delayed his rest for an hour because he worked overtime at noon.

He sent Mo Mingzhen to the next clinic in the afternoon. Instead of going back to the clinic, Yu se stood under a tree outside the clinic and dialed Mo Jingyao's mobile phone number.

Whether he paid attention to her or not, whether he would look down on her because she took the initiative to look for him, she dialed the past.

The phone is on.

I listen to the familiar light music of the mobile phone ring, but also hear the heart thumping.

Suddenly, the music stopped.

She knew that Mo Jingyao was connected.

The world, as if all of a sudden static down, silent, only her own shallow breath.There, there is no sound.

But she knew that Mo Jingyao was there, waiting for her to speak.

Er, how proud and charming this man is. Can't he take the initiative to talk to her once?

But there's no sound there.

Yu color was suddenly angry, "Mo Jing Yao, don't pick up my phone. Since you have received it, you can speak to my aunt."

It's a direct roar, and it's very loud.

After the roar, Yu se found that all the passers-by looked at her like a madman.

She found out that she was outside.

Some embarrassed turn around, do not look at those strange eyes.

Then, as if after a century that long, there quietly came a word, "busy."

Busy.

It's just one syllable.

Very light, very light sound.

However, as soon as he heard Mo Jingyao's voice, he suddenly choked, "Mo Jingyao, you are busy. You don't talk when you pick up the phone. You are not busy. You are wasting your time."

"Little color..."

It's a low, dumb male voice again.

"I can't bear to call me a metaphor. Don't call me so close." The more you talk about it, the more excited the metaphor becomes.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? What are you sorry about me? You said it to me and let me listen to it. I lost a piece of it... " As soon as she was about to say "jade", she suddenly found that it was outside. If someone had a heart to hear it, it might bring trouble to Mo Jingyao. She changed her voice and said, "it's just a dead thing, but do you ignore people as if you lost your soul? If you lose something, you don't know everyone? Or, if you lose something, you just don't know me? "

The roar of the past, metaphor color did not know how excited she looked at the moment.

While talking around the circle, angry appearance, can fall in other people's eyes, is another kind of lovely scenery, the original anger is also lovely.

"Well, I know you. We are friends." Not far away in a small car, the man talked while looking at the girl not far away from the car.