"Mo Yan, do you want me to get you a pillow? This pillow is so soft and comfortable."
Zhang Moyan lay on her back on the beige linen sofa, watching Zhou Xia draw the curtains and enthusiastically walk around the warm and comfortable treatment room, just like she was at home.
"Okay, thank you Zhou Xia!" She stood up slightly and took the things. She was really impressed by Zhou Xia. Just when she came to the door of Dean Geng's office, she found Zhou Xia sitting on the bench outside the door, waiting for the patients to see the doctor and come in to see Geng Jun.
I didn't expect that Xiao Sheng's most famous product manager, a talented girl from Tsinghua University, would be such a love-brained person.
Zhang Moyan really wanted to remind Zhou Xia that this behavior went against the standards of independent women in the new era and would be despised by friends who liked to watch strong heroines, but seeing that Zhou Xia seemed to be enjoying it, she decided not to meddle in other people's business.
The patient at the moment was Zhang Moyan, and the procedure about to be performed was something as mysterious as hypnosis. Zhou Xia kept lingering, and finally Geng Jun had to gently persuade this curious baby to leave in the tone of a loving wife: "Dear, you're staring at Miss Zhang with such electric eyes, it will affect her state of mind!"
Zhang Moyan got goosebumps all over her body. The prim and proper Dean Geng actually spoke like that. What kind of dog-slaughtering scene was this?! Luckily, she had Xiao Xingyu, or else she'd be really upset.
Zhou Xia wanted to leave but stayed, lingering with an expression of "I really want to see it". Dean Geng had no choice but to stand up with a smile, half hugged and half pushed his lovely wife out personally.
Dean Geng closed the door and came back to sit down with a smile on his face, which made Zhang Moyan doubt whether he could work normally and perform at his expected level in the future.
"Miss Zhang, are you ready? Shall we start now?" Geng Jun took the shorthand notebook from the low table and spread it out on his knees, immediately switching to professional mode.
Zhang Moyan was stunned: "Oh, you're ready."
Geng Jun gracefully pulled out a long-chain pocket watch from the pocket of his white robe and smiled gently, "I hope we can make some progress this time."
Geng Jun was born with a kind face, the kind that makes people trust him and is very suitable for being a doctor. When he spoke in such an affirmative and confident tone, people could immediately gain infinite strength and become very confident.
It’s really a strange thing. I hope all doctors in the world can be born with a good appearance like Dean Geng.
"Well, I hope so." Zhang Moyan nodded, lying down on the relaxing sofa, folding her hands on the soft pillow.
It seemed to be midsummer, with green trees and cicadas chirping.
The sun is setting in the sky, and the clouds are gorgeous and magnificent.
Zhang Moyan stood in a quiet courtyard with white walls and black tiles. The surrounding scenery, the smell of the wind, everything felt familiar. In the dreamlike golden rose scene, she saw the little girl bent over the small table, concentrating on drawing.
That was myself when I was a child. Thinking of this, the little girl's appearance became clear, with cute and round profile lines, curved and curled eyelashes, a small nose, and a little mouth that was as pink and moist as a petal... She looked like a little person made of sugar.
Zhang Moyan unknowingly walked closer to her and saw clearly what the little girl was drawing. It turned out to be a vase.
The little girl is only about three years old. Many children at this age may not even be able to hold a crayon properly, but she can actually draw a simple but decent picture. It is really amazing.
The chubby little hands were holding the green crayon and filling the vase with color. The work was almost done, and it was just a little bit more to go... At this time, a gentle female voice sounded behind them. It came from the house. The voice was always confused and unclear in the past, but this time, Zhang Moyan finally heard it clearly.
The voice said, "Xiao Qi, come and take the dog away, okay? It's been at Mommy's feet the whole time, and it's been hard for Mommy to cook!"
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and then suddenly, an inexplicable feeling struck her heart.
Before she could react, the little girl had turned around and climbed down from the small table, her little mouth happily saying "OK", and she ran towards the source of the sound.
The room was a kitchen. Though the sun hadn't quite set yet, the fluorescent lights were already on. The stove and cupboards were neatly organized, and the aroma of food wafted through the air. In the bright, hazy light, a slender figure with a ponytail and an apron was stirring the ingredients in a wok with a spatula. Her hands were waving, and her feet were struggling with a small white dog clinging to her.
"Haha, dog, you are not behaving well again!" Zhang Moyan walked over and grabbed the furry body of the little white dog. The dog was no more than two or three months old, like a ball of wool, only slightly bigger than her two hands. She didn't hold it very tightly, and the little white dog twisted its body slightly and slipped out of her hands.
"Xiao Qi, go send the dog home. Grandpa Cao should be off work by now. He'll be worried if he can't find it!" The young woman instructed Zhang Moyan while pouring chopped green onions into the pot.
It is a very, very beautiful sound, which makes people feel excited.
Zhang Moyan took action upon hearing this, chasing the little white dog while mumbling something. In no time, she caught the little short-legged dog, hugged it tightly in her arms and stood up.
"Mom, does the dog really want to have dinner at our house?" Zhang Moyan stroked the little white dog's head in confusion, and used her three-year-old IQ to try her best to guess the little animal's motive for staying in the kitchen.
A soft laugh came from above: "But we're having braised fish and vegetables tonight. The dog might not be able to eat it!"
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