Bai Yu looked at Mu Lian's back. The moment he turned around, the smile in his eyes disappeared without a trace. He was calm and restrained. He turned his head again. The old man had put on his pants and looked unhappy. He raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Yu. Looking at the tweezers in his hand, he consciously lifted up his loose pants to reveal the wound on his knee.

The wound on my knee feels like it was cut by a sharp weapon. How can a knee be injured? Under what circumstances would a knee be injured?

The emergency room wife next to him didn't show any emotion at all, she just played with her phone quietly.

Bai Yu habitually said, "Grandpa, can I help you change the medicine?"

The old man in the emergency room glanced at Bai Yu, the soft bag.

Bai Yu's voice was gentle, but he looked at the wound with cold eyes. He accidentally rubbed the wound hard with his hand, and the old man cried out in pain, crying for his parents.

The old man threatened Bai Yu, "Fuck, you want to murder me, and you hit me so hard, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Bai Yu's tone was abnormally cold, and his eyes were piercingly cold. He couldn't maintain a gentle tone. "I'll help you clean it. The wound is prone to infection. Just bear with it for a while, okay?"

"Oh my god, it hurts so much."

"Fuck you, this wicked doctor, it hurts so much."

"Fuck you, help me, the doctor is going to kill someone."

"Fuck, you took my money, so you better treat me well, or I'll complain to you."

The old man cursed and swore at everything under the sun.

Bai Yu changed the medicine for the old man slowly and calmly.

Mulian was frantically washing her eyes with water at the nurses' station. There was no fragrant facial cleanser here, so it was the first time she had to wash her face with disinfectant. Although it felt refreshing, she felt uncomfortable because she couldn't wash it cleanly.

Mulian's face and hair were wet. She took the discharge records from the nurses' station and went to run errands. It was daily errands, endless errands. Under the name of internship, they recruited a large number of people who paid them to run errands. The hospital and school were busy calculating, and there was no end to the work.

After Mulian delivered the medical records, her bangs were wet and stuck in wisps as she walked into the office.

In the office, there is a cup of milk tea on everyone's desk, one for everyone, a happy fat house water. In terms of food, it is indeed the most generous department, but also the busiest department, working so hard that they are exhausted.

When Mulian walked in, Dabing saw that she looked like a mad woman and asked her kindly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Dabing handed the milk tea beside him to Mulian, indicating that Mulian should drink it together, and don't be polite, just drink as much as you can.

Mulian was indignant and told Dabing the whole story. She would get angry with anyone who told her that Bai Yu was gentle and gentlemanly.

"It really makes me angry. My hands are so dirty. There are so many bacteria."

When Dabing heard this, his expression changed instantly, and his eyes gradually became focused. The joy of drinking the happy fat house water was no longer on his face. He looked at Mulian with a constipated expression.

Mulian blinked her eyes and looked at Dabing, who looked uneasy. She had a bad feeling and immediately sat up straight.

Da Bing looked constipated. He glanced at Milk Tea and then at Mulian, as if trying to decide between the two. "I didn't wash my hands either."

Dabing had just come back from visiting a patient and touched the patient, but he didn't wash his hands. How could someone who just started working in the clinic develop the habit of washing hands frequently so quickly? When he heard that he wanted to drink milk tea, he immediately walked back and ate it. He naturally sat down and poked the tea in with a straw, and his hands were stuck to the straw.

Mulian blinked and smiled sincerely, "It's shameful to waste food."

Dabing turned his head stiffly, with a miserable look on his face. He looked back and forth at Milk Tea and Magnolia, feeling very conflicted. Should he drink it or not?

Mulian gave Dabing a firm look and said, "It won't make you sick if you eat something unclean, so go ahead and eat it."

"you're right."

Dabing immediately handed the milk tea to Mulian, and quickly switched things up, reaching out and grabbing Mulian's milk tea, then immediately moved away from Mulian and sat far away.

Mulian opened her eyes wide in shock, and looked at Dabing with a puffy little face. Is this what she meant?

At this moment, Bai Yu walked in from behind and saw Mu Lian and Da Bing sitting opposite each other, staring at each other. Unable to understand what the girls were doing, he walked straight to the computer and began his ruthless life of coding.

Mulian looked down at Dabing's half-finished milk tea, then looked up at Dabing, who was standing behind Baiyu, holding up his milk tea with a triumphant look on his face. She wanted to chase after him but was afraid of Baiyu's elders' lecture. She stared at Dabing unconvincedly, "Childish!"

Da Bing's eyes rolled, and he interrupted Bai Yu and immediately complained, "Brother, Xiao Lian doesn't want to drink hers anymore. She wants to taste what your milk tea tastes like."

"No, it's obviously you who doesn't drink."

Mulian was shocked. Whose milk tea was it? And who wanted Baiyu's? She didn't like milk tea because it would cause acne.

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and quickly reached out to hand the milk tea on the table to Mu Lian.

"It's okay, I don't drink."

Mulian immediately waved her hands and shook her head, "No."

She wouldn't forgive him so quickly. She is a very strong-willed person.

Bai Yu turned around and looked at Da Bing with a puzzled look on his face. She said she didn't want to drink? You told me she wanted to drink? Did he hear it wrong?

Dabing smiled and took it immediately. He walked around to Mulian and stuffed the milk tea into her hand. "You're welcome."

"No," Mulian refused, adding, "You decide." "Excessive sugar intake will make you fat and cause acne."

Dabing leaned over to Mulian's ear and said, "You're so stupid. You're so busy every day that you have to work as hard as you can. Only by making a living from it can you justify your free overtime work."

Mulian looked down at the computer. When she thought about how she was about to get off her night shift, she felt very depressed because she hadn't finished her work and might not be able to leave work. She angrily snatched the milk tea from Dabing's hand, put it in her mouth, and started drinking. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

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