"I'm bored." Joseph stood up innocently and pointed to the breakfast next to him, "Come for an inspection and brought you breakfast."

Yu Qingliu took a look and said viciously: "I have eaten it."

"Oh, stay here, you can smell it~" Joseph left his seat. "The doctor should be at work, right? I'm going for a checkup."

"Take your breakfast away!"

Joseph smiled and said, "You don't want to eat it?"

"Don't eat!" Yu Qingliu's face was black.

"Then wait until I finish the inspection, eat by yourself, and put it here first." Joseph opened the door and went out.

Yu Qingliu looked at the breakfast, took it and took a bite, and said fiercely: "You have a hairy! You starve to death!"

...

The consultation was almost noon, and Joseph came again.

Yu Qingliu didn't bother to care about him, and continued to pulse the patient in front of him.

The patient in front of him looked at Joseph suspiciously, and Yu Qingliu glared at Joseph: "Go outside to line up! Don't influence my patients here!"

Joseph went out aggrievedly, and ran in when the patient went out.

Yu Qingliu glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

"I'm done checking."

"Get the inspection report and come to me again." Yu Qingliu said lightly.

Joseph asked unwillingly: "Couldn't you please have a meal?"

"No." Yu Qingliu firmly refused, suddenly remembering that he had the breakfast he had invited, and he was a little uncomfortable. He straightened his face: "I have to consult other patients, you go out!"

Joseph took a deep look at him, turned around, and when he reached the door suddenly turned his head back: "Where is my breakfast?"

Yu Qingliu originally wanted to say that he was feeding the dog, but he didn't think it right, didn't he feed himself? So he said: "Throw it away!"

"You're so cruel," Joseph said sadly, turning to leave.

After lunch, he came to Yu Qingliu with a bunch of inspection reports.

After reading it, Yu Qingliu said, "You are not sick."

"Why?" Joseph asked excitedly, and immediately stretched out his hand, "Would you like to give me a pulse? Maybe some diseases can't be detected by the instrument!"

Yu Qingliu paused, and it is estimated that he would continue to lay his face without giving him a pulse, and stretched out his hand to press his four fingers on his pulse.

Joseph looked at his slender fingers, and his heart was agitated-oh oh oh ~ he touched me!

Feeling his gaze, Yu Qingliu quickly withdrew his hand and said sternly, "You are not sick."

When Joseph heard this, he moved his sleeves to his shoulders and brought his arms to him: "Look again, why do I feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Yu Qingliu's face turned dark and shouted at him: "I am a doctor, and if you are not sick, you are not sick!"

Joseph looked innocent: "But I feel sick."

"I think you have a brain disease!" Yu Qingliu shouted.

Joseph sincerely suggested: "Would you like to take me naked and check it again?"

Yu Qingliu suffocated and raised the table and said: "You dead hooligan! Get out of me!"

Joseph looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Actually you like me, why not admit it?"

Yu Qingliu choked, already powerless: "Who likes you? Would you feel a little better about yourself?"

"I used your computer in the morning." Joseph suddenly said something irrelevant.

"I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

Joseph looked at him meaningfully: "I saw your question on the Lancet forum."

Yu Qingliu's heart jumped and looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.

What a fuck, what a fuck!

what did he say? !

(To be continued~^~)

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