Song Wei was seeing patients in a white coat.
“Doctor, didn’t my waist hurt a lot before? I used the ointment you prescribed, it was very effective, and I haven’t felt much in the past few days!” The aunt was beaming, and handed him the note. “Can you help me see if it’s alright now?”
“Okay, there’s nothing serious. The plaster just has a supplementary effect,” Song Wei said. “Listen to me and don’t hit trees again, otherwise this bone will protrude further and it will hurt.”
“Hey, I know, I won’t go for a few days!” The aunt readily responded, then approached mysteriously, and asked in a low voice, “Dr. Song, do you have a partner?”
Without waiting for Song Wei to answer, she continued: “My daughter graduated from graduate school this year, and she is also a beta. The more I look at it, the more I think she is a good match for you. Why don’t I introduce the two of you?”
Song Wei smiled, “Auntie, I’m in my thirties this year, I don’t want to delay your daughter.”
“Thirty! You don’t look like it…” The aunt was obviously stunned, and after weighing the information, she said: “Thirty is good. Older men are mature and stable.”
Mature and stable, it’s good if he hasn’t been scolded to death by a certain kid as an old dog.
Before Song Wei could explain, his phone rang. He usually doesn’t answer the phone when seeing patients, but when he glanced over, it was a video invitation from Lu Yan.
Maybe he just woke up and came to vent his anger; don’t know if he’s eaten breakfast obediently yet either.
Song Wei didn’t hide it either, picked up the phone and shook it in front of the aunt. “My partner is calling, let me show you?”
The aunt was instantly discouraged, but she also wanted to see what Dr. Song’s daughter-in-law looked like, so she stretched her neck involuntarily.
Song Wei swiped to answer the call, and with just one glance, he immediately put the phone upside down on the table: “Well, aunt, I still have a few patients to see, let’s talk another day?”
“So eager to see your wife?” The aunt muttered. There was no one queuing up outside, but she was afraid of delaying the doctor’s private business, so she turned around and left.
When the office was completely empty, Song Wei picked up his phone and dimmed the screen a few degrees. Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, such a thing was too explicit.
“Can you be normal, babe?”
In the video, Lu Yan leaned against the head of the bed with nothing on, looking at him with a smile.
Song Wei said helplessly, “Don’t touch that little white radish[mfn]his dick[/mfn] of yours, it won’t grow bigger.”
“You don’t think it will grow up?” Lu Yan slowly touched the little white radish, his light blue eyes wet. “Uncle Song…”
“I want…”
“Un…”
Song Wei cursed in a low voice, but he couldn’t bear to hang up the video. For the first time, he felt completely helpless against another person.
“Uncle Song, can the white coat cover you? It’s not good if patients see.”
When Lu Yan’s feelings peaked, he didn’t mind shouting out to express it. As the little white radish slowly retracted, he leaned against the head of the bed with a satisfied face.
“I’m full. Good afternoon, Uncle Song.”
He was full, but Song Wei began to fidget. However, a number was called outside, and the corresponding patient came in. “Dr. Song, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?”
“It’s a bit hot.” Song Wei took a sip of water and loosened the collar of his shirt. “Show me the note.”
After finally finishing the day’s work, Song Wei hurried back. It’s been a long time since he felt like this. When he was in his twenties, he dabbled in a bit of everything, yet this mixed race child immediately demolished the already high threshold.
Lu Yan doesn’t have to go to work for the past few days, while others have to work hard. After returning, Song Wei went to open the door of Lu Yan’s house first, and entered the password he knew by heart, only to hear the password lock beep: “The password is wrong.”
He thought that his hands shook and he had made a mistake, so he tried again, but it was still a mistake.
Song Wei came to his senses. The little heartless man was deliberately punishing him. He deliberately called him like that, changed the password, and was waiting to laugh at his expense.
“Who is it?” Lu Yan’s voice sounded from inside the door with a smile.
“Your one-night stand husband,” Song Wei knocked on the door. “Let me in.”
“In where?” Lu Yan said lazily. “Dr. Song won’t be thinking about that all afternoon, right?”
“Do your patients know?”
Unable to enter, Song Wei simply went home and ordered a fried chicken bucket. As he ate the chicken, a little white radish would always come to mind from time to time.
Lu Yan’s hit was really to the point.
In the next few days, he was able to see the little brat’s skill completely. First, there was a rose on the doorknob, which was exactly the same as the one tattooed on his collarbone; then, a a large box of chives and eggs were sent to him for lunch[mfn]chives are considered an aphrodisiac[/mfn]; not to mention those video calls with unknown meanings, he dared not broadcast them publicly in the consulting room.
The week’s lunches made Song Wei want to vomit blood. His heart itched unbearably, but that person still won’t let him through the door.
This kid wanted to avenge that night. He looks like an angel, but he has a pair of devil ears. Song Wei felt restless, the more he wanted to eat, the more he couldn’t. Later, he didn’t go home at all, and stayed in Dai Xing’s hotel for two nights.
After tossing until Friday, he decided to make peace with someone. As adults used to playing, Lu Yan’s attitude towards feelings can’t be clearer. If you like it, you have to admit it. If the other party still wants to hang him, he is willing to accompany him to the end.
When it was time to get off work, he packed up his things and was about to take off his white coat when a little nurse ran in and said that there was a patient who seemed to be in a hurry, and insisted on seeing him by name.
This kind of situation was quite common at the hospital. Unless it is really special, they’re typically scheduled for the next day, or they’ll be shown to the doctor on duty.
“Lao Zhang hasn’t come yet?” Song Wei asked.
Little nurse: “Director Zhang is on the night shift, he should be eating right now.”
Song Wei sighed. “Let him in.”
As the little nurse ran out to call the number, Song Wei turned on the computer again. Soon, the patient politely knocked on the door.
“Come in…” Song Wei yelled, and when he raised his head, he froze.
Isn’t this the little baby he’s been thinking about for three days and three nights?
This trick is really powerful. It’s like training a dog. First, you first fill up their expectations, and then give some treats as bait. Finally, when you finally meet in person, they will ignore everything.
Song Wei’s analysis was clear and logical, but he couldn’t control himself from falling into the trap.
Lu Yan was wearing overalls and small leather boots, and a short jacket over it. His blue eyes always made people feel a kind of cunning and ignorance of the world. Coupled with the high nose bridge and deep eye sockets of his western heritage, he looked very much like a foreigner in one of those foreign cyberpunk movies.
“Uncle Song, are you busy?”
“Where are you uncomfortable?” Song Wei pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and sat behind his desk in a white coat.
“I feel uncomfortable all over.” Lu Yan raised his long legs, sat down on the table, and sat down on the medical records and ballpoint pen notes.
“You were very excited when playing tricks.” Song Wei stood up, put his hands on the side of the person, and pressed the whole person down. “Why come here?”
“Isn’t it because I’m afraid of Uncle Song suffocating[mfn]suffocating from unfulfilled desire[/mfn]?” Lu Yan hooked the back of his neck, stuck the tip of his tongue into his mouth and hooked it back and forth, and then licked the corner of the man’s mouth.
He wasn’t done yet as he lay down on the side of the person’s face, and exhaled. “I feel uncomfortable everywhere. Can Dr. Song treat it?”
Song Wei cursed silently. Even if those who came out of the circles in North America aren’t demons and ghosts, they must have picked up several skills. First hanging him for a few days to make him understand this trade would be a guaranteed profit, and then coming so blatantly to seduce him.
“I’ll treat you for a lifetime, want it?” Song Wei asked.
“Then I have to check the effect first.”
Before Lu Yan finished speaking, Song Wei had already pressed him down on the table. He grabbed the white coat hanging by his side to block him. “Dr. Song treats his patients like this?”
“Yes, are you playing?” Song Wei stared at him, his eyes as black as lacquer, flashing with undisguised desire.
Lu Yan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, as if he was training a wolf dog, but his tone was still light:
“Yes.”
That’s a wrap for the SW & LY side-CP. One final extra & CP before SABL ends.
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Dayng! I love these two! I want more of them. 😭