Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

They returned to City G at the same time. Lin Jianzhou asked someone to get her contact information. Under the pretext of being old classmates, he asked her out for dinner several times. His words revealed his love and nostalgia for her.

He said, "Yan Ning, you don't know, I've been away from home all these years, and I've had to keep myself busy, because whenever I have some free time, I can't help but miss you."

Chen Yanning felt a little embarrassed. In her impression, she and Lin Jianzhou didn't have much in common. In high school, he was a handsome man with good grades and good relationships with others. Chen Yanning wore thick black-framed glasses and was inconspicuous in the crowd. She was very introverted at that time and had few friends. Her secret crush on Lin Jianzhou was nothing more than a normal adolescent girl's appreciation of the outstanding and dazzling opposite sex.

She didn't dare to ask him why he was so deeply in love with her.

But when the handsome guy invited me back, after not seeing him for ten years, he not only didn't gain weight or become greasy, but he became more charming than when he was a teenager.

She is a beauty control.

She had to admit that Lin Jianzhou's face was quite attractive to her.

She and Lin Mo have divorced, and she is single. There is nothing wrong with having contact with the opposite sex who she has some feelings for, right?

Just when she convinced herself and planned to continue her contact with Lin Jianzhou step by step, he handed her a room card.

She couldn't believe it: "What is this?"

Lin Jianzhou looked at her deeply with affectionate eyes. He smiled and bewitched her: "Yan Ning, I'll wait for you tonight."

Chen Yanning threw the room card on his face, which was smiling coquettishly.

She walked out of the restaurant briskly with her bag, thinking to herself: Damn, he is exactly what he seems to be, a gentleman but a scoundrel.

When she thought of this, Chen Yanning's face became even uglier. After he did such a thing, she should be cold and dismissive when she saw him again, but she had been bewitched by him several times and her heart was beating fast. She even accepted his flowers and even thought that what he did last time was not a big deal when she saw him for the first time in the corridor.

Could it be that she has been a vegetarian for too long and can't bear it anymore?

She began to doubt herself.

Seeing her cold face, Lin Jianzhou looked even sadder. He reached out his hand to touch her, but retracted it midway. He looked at Chen Yanning and said, "It's been so long between us. It's normal that you've forgotten."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her quietly for a while, as if he had infinite nostalgia and tenderness. He said gently and considerately: "If you don't want to see me, I'll leave first."

He placed the bouquet on the nurse's table closer to her and said, "Take it. Pink peony flowers suit you very well."

Without waiting for Chen Yanning to refuse, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

His figure disappeared into the stairwell. At this moment, Song Yuan, the nurse on duty, appeared out of nowhere and saw Chen Yanning standing at the nurses' station. She called out to her, "Doctor Chen."

She walked closer and saw a bunch of gorgeous flowers next to Chen Yanning. "What kind of flowers are these? They are so beautiful."

She looked around again, "Who sent this?"

Seeing no one around, she pulled Chen Yanning's sleeve, gossiping, "Tell me quickly!"

Chen Yanning: "The patient's family."

"Who are you kidding?" Song Yuan pouted. "What family member would send such tender pink flowers? I've been working here for so many years, and the old men and women in this town have never had the habit of sending flowers to doctors."

She took out her phone and took a picture to identify the flower. "Pink peony...the flower language is secret love."

She seemed to have something on her, and smiled with her eyes curved. "You can't deny it now, right? Come on! Tell the truth!"

Chen Yanning said calmly, "A blind date my family introduced just fell through."

Song Yuan wanted to continue asking, but Chen Yanning stuffed the bouquet into her arms and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you. I really don't want to say more. Hey, why is it so difficult to get married?"

Chen Yanning looked truly melancholy, and Song Yuan stopped gossiping and instead tried to comfort her: "Doctor Chen, you're actually quite pretty, have a respectable job, and are divorced. Alas, some people do care about that."

Chen Yanning didn't know whether this could be considered as comfort.

But fortunately, she stopped asking her questions.

It wasn't busy tonight, with only a few outpatients coming in intermittently. At twelve o'clock, Chen Yanning simply washed up and went into the duty room, hung his white coat behind the door, and lay down on the bed.

This was a habit she started when she first went on duty. She forgot when she read it in which book, but it said that a white coat could ward off ghosts. If you hung it behind the door, ghosts would not dare to come in.

She felt that this clinic was somewhat eerie. In the one month she had been here, she had broken out in cold sweats more times than in all the previous years combined.

She lay there, scrolling through short videos, but there wasn't much to watch. Suddenly, a message popped up on WeChat. It was Zhou Ji. He took a picture of a wet street and said, "It's raining."

Chen Yanning recognized that the street was opposite "Feng".

The restaurant was closed, and he was waiting for her outside until now?

Chen Yanning replied: "Don't pretend, I don't know you yet?"

If she agreed to reply, Zhou Ji would take advantage of the situation and immediately take a picture of his abdominal muscles. The background was in the hotel bathroom. He lifted up his white bathrobe, and in the picture, his protruding Adam's apple, almost revealing chest muscles, and well-defined eight-pack abs appeared in front of Chen Yanning in a very impactful way.

Chen Yanning: “…”

What has he been doing these years? How did he become so good at it?

Zhou Ji continued to send her a location, which was in a hotel on the upper floor of "Feng", "2507."

"If you want to see more, come here yourself, Yan Ning baby."

Chen Yanning's scalp tingled and that strange feeling came again.

Even worse than the feeling she had while sitting in the office in the afternoon, she felt a cold draft all around her.

She sat up with a thud, leaned her back against the wall, looked up and down, left and right, and made sure she didn't see anything supernatural. She carefully put on her slippers, ran quickly to the door, and put on her white coat.

She leaned against the door and looked around the room again. She also looked under the bed to make sure there was nothing. She took out her phone and sent a message to Song Yuan: "Are you asleep?"

Song Yuan replied quickly: "No, what's the matter?"

Chen Yanning: "I read a horror novel and I don't dare to sleep alone. Open the door and I'll sleep with you."

Song Yuan sent an emoji of herself covering her mouth and laughing, "It makes you both naive and fond of watching."

This was not the first time that Chen Yanning had to sleep with a nurse late at night. Of course, she couldn't say, "I can really feel something unclean." She could only say that she liked to read horror novels before going to bed, but she was timid, and after reading them, she became suspicious and dared not sleep alone.

The door to the nurse's duty room next door opened, and Song Yuan stood at the door. "Come quickly, Doctor Chen."

Chen Yanning opened the door and rushed into Song Yuan's room.

Song Yuan was so amused by her that she couldn't straighten her back. "What on earth did you see that scared you so much?"

Chen Yanning lay in bed wrapped in a blanket, still feeling terrified. "...It was too scary. I don't want to think about it."