After reacting, Qiao Yue pushed Feng Qian and pushed the person inside.
Qiao Yue: "Yes, yes."
Then she turned around and closed the door intimately, and whispered to Feng Qian: "Xiao Qian, seize the opportunity!"
Feng Qian: "?"
Feng Qian was stunned.
Dr. Shen no longer looked at her. He bent down and tucked the quilt for the old man Shen, and said in a gentle tone, "Grandpa, how are you feeling today?"
The old man Shen snorted softly, "If I hadn't seen that kid Shen Boshu, I'd be fine today."
Dr. Shen reassured: "Grandpa, don't be angry, uncle also cares about grandpa."
"Heh!" Old Man Shen frowned, "He cares about me? All he cares about is my legacy!"
"Grandpa, relax."
Dr. Shen's voice was very patient and gentle.
Feng Qian stood aside, not knowing what to do, Shen Lin didn't speak either, the little girl just stood there obediently holding the notebook.
After the old man Shen calmed down, Dr. Shen turned his head to look at Feng Qian.
He took a closer look at Feng Qian's badge and said, "Miss Feng, can you please help me make a record?"
"it is good."
The wind nodded.
"Then I will trouble Miss Feng."
Dr. Shen took out a notepad from the pocket of his white coat and handed it to Feng Qian.
Feng Qian took it.
Shen Lin's hands were very white, with well-defined joints, and were clean.
When you are close, you can still smell the scent of the disinfectant on the other party's body, neither strong nor weak, but not pungent.
Dr. Shen glanced at the notebook that Feng Qian was holding in his hand. He stretched out his hand and said, "This, I'll keep it for you first."
Feng Qian paused, the other party's hand was already stretched out, she did not refuse, and put the notebook in Shen Lin's palm.
"Thank you, Dr. Shen."
The girl politely thanks.
Shen Lin put Fengqian's notebook into the pocket of his white coat.
Afterwards, he looked at Mr. Shen and routinely asked some formulaic content.
With Shen present, the old man Shen responded cooperatively.
Feng Qian took notes while listening.
After it was over, Feng Qian returned the notepad to Shen Lin, and it was at this moment that her cell phone rang suddenly.
Feng Qian said sorry, and went out to answer a call.
The call was from the original owner's father. After talking for a few minutes, he hung up and Feng Qian put the phone back in his pocket.
She glanced back at the door of the ward and tilted her head slightly, as if she was no longer needed.
Before leaving, Feng Qian opened the door and asked politely, "Doctor Shen, do you still need my help?"
Shen Lin raised his eyes to look at Feng Qian, and slightly hooked his lips: "No need. Thank you Miss Feng for your help today."
"you are welcome."
Feng Qian closed the door and walked back to the office.
After she sat down, she froze for a while, reached for the thermos cup, and took a sip of hot water.
After a while, Qiao Yue, who had changed her clothes and was about to get off work, walked over. She asked gossip, "Xiao Qian, what did Dr. Shen ask you to do? Between you..."
Feng Qian blinked and said truthfully: "It's nothing, Dr. Shen just asked me to help make a record."
Qiao Yue was inexplicably regretful, "Is that all? Did you do anything else?"
"No."
The wind answered.
Feng Qian took off his white coat and was also ready to pack up and go home.
When his fingertips landed on the table, Feng Qian suddenly realized that something was missing.
notebook.
Still in the debris.
Feng Qian picked up her bag and hurried past Qiao Yue, "I'll go get something, you go home first."
"Okay, see you tomorrow, Xiao Qian."
"Um."
The wind nodded.