Chapter 420

"Soon, it's the normal time to go to work. I ask them not to wake you up."

Yu se was relieved. Fortunately, she got up early today.

Then he didn't eat much breakfast because of Mo Jingyao's bad mood.

Therefore, the colleague who went to work at 8 o'clock also waited for her for an hour.

If it took longer, she would be really embarrassed.

"Dr. Mo, I don't want to go to the clinic today."

"Girl Yu, I know I wronged you yesterday, so I cancelled the visit of other clinics today and came to take you back to the clinic. If you don't go back with me, the patients who have been stood up by me will certainly hate you."

Dr. Mo said this, metaphorical color just reflected that every day there are many patients waiting in line for Dr. Mo to see, "Dr. Mo, you immediately go back to the clinic you visited today and go to see a doctor."

"No, I won't go unless you go back." As a result, Mo Mingzhen was like a child, and he had to force metaphor to go back.

"Well, I just don't go to the clinic today."

"What do you mean?" Mo Mingzhen didn't respond for a moment. He asked the other nurses what he meant.

"Dr. Mo, Yu se said when she was upstairs that she wanted to have a rest day today and return to the clinic early tomorrow morning for internship." One side of the small field nurse for metaphor color explanation.

"Really?" Mo Mingzhen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"It was true, but now I've changed my mind." However, his face sank and he drank coldly.

"Girl Yu, you are..." Then Mo Mingzhen hears here, Li code is not calm again.

"Unless you leave here right now and go to the clinic you are going to see today, I will never go back to your clinic to practice tomorrow." He said it with fierce anger.

"Good, good, little ancestor, I promise you this one right now. I'll go now. Is it all right?"

"When you get to work, take a picture and send me one to prove that you are really on the job."

"It must be." Mo Mingzhen turned around and got on the car. In fact, he was in a hurry.

After all, today's patients are queuing up early in the morning.

And they are all patients, so it's really hard for him to let go.

After waiting here for an hour, he was almost crazy.

Sure enough, habits are hard to change.

He is used to seeing doctors every day.

A little change, I feel strange and flustered.

Mo Mingzhen left, Yu se personally watched his colleagues get on the BMW X3 one by one, absolutely one person and one car, which was very impressive.

The mighty motorcade left.

The crowd finally broke up.

Only a few curious old people have been looking at her direction, mumbling something.

It's about the shock of the team just now.

He sent his colleagues away and got on the bus.

This Friday, after the morning rush hour, she likes to take the bus when there are few bus people.

In fact, she wanted to call on Yang An'an, but when she thought that everything she wanted to buy was for Mo Jingyao, if it came to Yang'an's ears, the changed girl told Mo Jingyao in secret.

Then there's no surprise.

However, all talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here to think of Yang An'an, Yang'an's phone call came.

"Yu se, do you go to work today? I want to go shopping and be alone. "

"You can go shopping with your aunt." Yu se thinks of An'an mother, and suggests Yang An'an carefully so that she can accompany her mother more.

As a result, Yang an directly denied: "if it's a walk, I have no problem with my mother, but shopping is absolutely not possible. I've tried it before. My mother and I have a generation gap, but my mother doesn't like anything I like, and I don't like what my mother likes. As a result, when I buy it, there's a quarrel."

Where do you want to go

"Honey, are you promising to accompany me?" Yang An Mei Da, the tone can be heard, she is in a good mood.

"Well, I'm on bus 570." We have to tell the truth.

"Ha ha, I know that bus passes through Kaixuan street. Well, you get off there. I'll get there soon." Yang An'an hung up.

As a result, metaphors converge with Yang An'an.

"What, you want to buy cosmetics? Is there something wrong with my ear? Come and give me a diagnosis. " Yang An'an said as if he had discovered a new continent.

By Yang An'an such a joke, metaphor color embarrassed, drooping head melon, as if to do a wrong child like, "you did not hear wrong, I want to buy cosmetics."

Yang an's face was a little bit figurative. "You see, you don't need anything. It's full of collagen. If you want to look more beautiful, you'll be more beautiful. I think your cosmetics are not pure and beautiful.""I I wear a lighter makeup and apply a plain lipstick and draw eyebrow lines and eye shadow. If you think about it, she'll do it at most.

"No, you can't make your own opinion. You'd better find a makeup artist to give you some reference. Otherwise, it's a pity that your small face will be in vain if it doesn't turn out well." Good make-up can add color to people, bad make-up can only reduce color for people, absolutely can't be random.

Yu se thinks of the stylist introduced to himself by the Ganma Su Muxi before, "I remember. When I've finished shopping, I'll take you to see a stylist."

"Wow, the stylist looks very advanced when I hear it. Let's go and buy it." Yang an an pulled metaphor or went into the cosmetics supermarket.

She doesn't use cosmetics very much, but she does.

Who let her not have the natural beauty of metaphor.

She's not a beauty like that. She's just a pretty girl.

so Yang Anan bought a perfume when he bought it. Not much, if any, she would try to open the lid.

was the faint lilac perfume.

She likes light, that kind of pungent, every time she smelled, she felt like vomiting.

She chose to accompany Yang An'an, and then found that Yang'an's shopping basket was almost full. "God, how can you buy so many?"

"I'm going to report to the university soon. When I'm going to live in my dormitories, I'll replace them with new ones. I'll use them at home on the old weekends."

Yang an said this, metaphor suddenly remembered that she would also like to prepare daily necessities for college.

Fortunately, when she graduated from high school, those are basically kept, as long as those moved to the dormitory can.

Just thinking about when I need to buy something in college, I heard a exclamation from the shelf next door, "what the hell is this? Look, my face is itchy and has a lot of erythema. My face is finished."