Qin Yiren met his gaze, and his heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

After thinking about it, she nodded softly: "If the doctor has seen your situation and thinks you can leave."

"Then let's just say that."

Bo Jingxing took her hand, hooked her tail finger, and made a nearly childish promise with serious expression.

Qin Yiren took a deep breath and twitched Bo Jingxing's palm playfully, and a shallow smile appeared on Qingmei's face.

After a while.

Lu Jinyu pushed the door and introduced the man who followed them: "This is Dr. Allen, my good friend."

Qin Yiren looked up and was stunned.

Unlike the Chinese I met before, this doctor is a pure white man.

Moreover, for the doctor's profession, men are tall and long legs, and muscle lines can be seen through their shirts, which is not in line with the doctor's impression of being gentle and kind.

It reminded Qin Yiren of Mary's gang and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Although Allen did not meet the impression given by the doctor, he seemed to be very professional. He instantly noticed Qin Yiren's uneasy expression and spoke in a not-so-skilled Chinese: "Miss, have we seen it before?"

"No, no."

Qin Yiren looked at him in surprise and his impression of him changed slightly, "You speak very well in Chinese."

“I have a lot of friends from different countries who occasionally teach me some daily communication.”

Allen smiled and shook hands with Bo Jingxing calmly, "You are Lu's relative, right? He wants me to come to talk to you."

Bo Jingxing sat in a wheelchair and looked at the man with gentle eyes, "Hello, I'm Bo Jingxing."

"Thin?"

Allen pushed his wheelchair to the coffee table, sat down on the sofa, took out his phone and played a soft music, "Please relax and tell me what comes to mind, can you do it

arrive?"

Bo Jingxing nodded dismissively: "It doesn't sound difficult."

"Yes, it's very simple."

Allen smiled and looked up at Qin Yiren and Lu Jinyu, "Two, please leave... for two hours, psychological counseling is a very personal matter, I can't let you stay here."

Qin Yiren was silent and looked at Bo Jingxing worriedly: "Jingxing, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Bo Jingxing looked back at her, with a calm expression very calm, "You didn't even have fun even when you came here. You just happened to ask your uncle to take you to your favorite place, and I'll wait for you here."

Qin Yiren looked at him, then looked at Alan who was still smiling.

She agreed anxiously, and she followed Lu Jinyu away from the ward, standing in the corridor without wanting to leave.

"Miss Xiaoqian, you don't need to be so nervous." Lu Jinyu stood in front of her, looked at her expression and asked, "Didn't you say that you believe he is fine?"

Qin Yiren was silent and uncontrollably remembered Bo Jingxing, who made her feel strange.

"It seems that you can't be sure," Lu Jinyu sighed softly, "You did right. Concealing the condition will not recover from it, but will only make things worse."

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes in dismay and murmured: "Can I believe what you said?"

Lu Jinyu calmed down, "Yes, I am his uncle, and he did not deny this, which is enough to prove that I have no reason to hurt him."

This makes sense.

In a sense, it is even a truth that is taken for granted.

Qin Yiren exhaled the stuffy air in her chest and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, did I ask a stupid question?"

"I can understand you're in a bad mood."

Lu Jinyu said, turning around and continuing to move forward: "It doesn't make sense to stay here. Why not go with me to choose a gift nearby, even if you pick a bouquet of flowers, as a reward for him."

Qin Yiren was quite moved by this suggestion, and hesitated to look at the quiet ward again, wondering whether Bo Jingxing and Alan's communication went smoothly.

Thinking about it.

She trotted along the way with Lu Jinyu and prepared to pick a bunch of particularly beautiful lilies for Bo Jingxing to help him recover as soon as possible.

In the ward.

The two men sat opposite each other, listening to the sound of footsteps in the corridor gradually fading away.

Allen opened the recorder and placed it on the desktop, and asked in a friendly manner: "Bo, they have left, can we start now?"

Bo Jingxing glanced at him and asked lightly: "Are you the psychologist like this?"

"That's not, everyone has their own style."

Allen spread his hands, not caring about Bo Jingxing's cold attitude, and even asked with interest: "Do you hate psychological counseling? Or do you hate me?"

"This doesn't matter." Bo Jingxing rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and pretended to be tired, and said in a cold voice: "You accept this job, it's nothing more than my uncle who gave you satisfactory rewards. I'll give you ten times,"

Just stay here for two hours.”

Allen raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised: "Bo, you want to buy me to cheat on my friends, it's not good to do this."

"Friends are part of the interests." Bo Jingxing opened his eyes, with a faint expression of impatientness. "What I asked you to do will not damage your friendship, because he would not discover it at all."

"This is hard to say." Allen laughed, "You may not know Lu very much, but he is a very careful man. If I didn't do as he said, he wouldn't forgive me."

Unexpectedly, Allen insisted unexpectedly.

Bo Jingxing straightened up, put his elbow on the armrest of the wheelchair, staring at Allen with an unhappy expression: "Tell me, how can you leave?"

"As long as you cooperate with my work, I promise not to stay."

Allen picked up the recorder on the desktop and shook it out, saying, "Look, this is my purpose. Maybe you don't like my personality very much, but my purpose is to help you."

"I don't need your help." Bo Jingxing was still cold, his impatient expression became more and more obvious, "Twenty times, are you satisfied?"

Allen touched the stubble on his chin and said seriously: "Thin, this is not a matter of money. Although ten times is really exciting, I am a free clinic this time, and the twenty times zero is still zero. I

I suggest you give up the idea of ​​buying me.”

Realizing that the situation is more troublesome than you think.

Bo Jingxing frowned with a beautiful look, "This is a waste of time. I am normal. Do you think it is necessary?"

"It's hard to say. Since you think it's okay, why don't we talk and find a topic... Well, how about the girl who just went out?"

Allen said this.

The wrinkles between Bo Jingxing's eyebrows deepened, and his resistance looked even more obvious.
Chapter completed!