The door of the clinic suddenly knocked and the little nurse came in.

"Doctor Wang, director Song wants you to go to his office now. It seems that there is something urgent."

Dr. Wang, who was doing an examination for Su Yan, stopped his movements and answered in a hurry: "OK, I see. Please inform Dr. Li for me and ask him to do the examination for the patient."

"Good."

As soon as Dr. Wang's front foot left, Yang Yilin, dressed as a senior doctor, walked in.

The big mask was covered tightly for fear that Su Yan and sun Zhenzhen would recognize him.

"How did you get hurt?"

Deliberately lowering his voice, Yang Yilin pretended to pick up the inspection instrument and asked.

"Hit by the trunk." Su Yan answered truthfully.

Sun Zhenzhen, who was with him, was very sad. His eyes were fixed on his injured back, and his face was full of heartache.

Yang Yilin looked at it quietly, his heart was stinging.

So, regardless of what was in his hand, he poked directly at Su Yan's injured back, with anger in his voice: "does it hurt here?"

"Hiss!" Su Yan couldn't help eating, and his face turned white.

But Yang Yilin, as if he had not seen it, continued to poke, "what about here?"

Su Yan bit his teeth and said, "it hurts."

"And here?"

After a good chance to get revenge, Yang Yilin stabbed Su Yan's wound.

The louder he screamed, the more comfortable he felt.

"Oh, it hurts!"

This time it seems to be really stabbed to the pain of Su Yan, Jun Lang's face is twisted with pain, and he yelled several times.

Seeing this, sun Zhenzhen couldn't bear his temper any longer, so he hastened to talk to the doctor.

"Doctor, will you look at it or not? You can't see us changing people. How can we have such an examination? It's clearly to sprinkle salt on people's wounds!"

Su Yan immediately advised her with a gentle face, "it's OK, it's really true."

Yang Yilin was angry when he saw Su Yan's hypocritical face, so he couldn't hold back for a moment. "You say doctor or I'm a doctor. If you want to cure a disease, just listen to me."

There's nothing wrong with this statement. To blame, Yang Yilin forgot to lower his voice and change his voice.

When he realized this, it was too late.

Sun Zhenzhen, who has been putting all his mind on Su Yan, suddenly raises his head and stares at him with clear eyes.

"Yang Yilin?"

Yang Yilin immediately lowered his head and tried not to make eye contact with her. "I'm sorry, miss. I don't understand what you're talking about."

Unfortunately, even if he was pretending, sun Zhenzhen, who had already recognized his voice, would not be fooled.

She slowly approached step by step. When Yang Yilin had no way to go, she pulled off the mask that covered half of her face.

"It's really you. Are you really haunting?"

Yang Yilin was embarrassed. He didn't know what to say for a while, but his anger in his chest did not dissipate.

Because he clearly saw the sarcastic smile on Su Yan's face.

"Well, Mr. Yang is a doctor." Su Yan said in a surprised tone.

"Just him, doctor? Don't insult this glorious and sacred profession Sun Zhenzhen glared at him with anger and disdain in his voice.

Su Yanzhuang doesn't understand, "isn't it?"

"He is a rascal Sun Zhenzhen turned around to help Su Yan get dressed and helped him go out. "Su Yan, let's go. Let's change to another hospital."

"Really, do you have any misunderstanding about Mr. Yang?" Su Yan pretends to be a good person.

Sun Zhenzhen "Duang" slammed the door of the clinic. "I may have misunderstood anyone in my life, but it is absolutely impossible to him!"

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