ginger?

Fang Miaoyan swallowed her saliva subconsciously when she heard this.

Somewhat emotional.

It turned out to be her idol’s last name!

Leave from Dr. Lao.

Fang Hanlin and Mrs. Fang have been thinking about how to entertain Dr. Jiang tomorrow.

However, Fang Miaoyan was a little absent-minded.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you always in a daze?" Mrs. Fang patted Fang Miaoyan's hand.

Fang Miaoyan came back to her senses, tapped her thin white fingers on her knees, and asked the questions in her heart: "Mom and Dad, it seems that Dr. Lao said that I was a fan of Yang Xi, so Dr. Jiang agreed. Dr. Jiang

Does it have anything to do with Yang Xi?"

Mrs. Fang guessed: "Maybe Dr. Jiang is also a fan of Yang Xi. Didn't you say all day long that no one can escape Yang Xi's dance?"

Fang Miaoyan, who had never felt that her speech was so mediocre: "..."

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The next day, 1:50 p.m.

Fang family.

Fang Hanlin directly postponed all meetings and sat in the living room with Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan.

Fang Miaoyan was a little nervous and put her hands on her knees.

A few seconds later, he tapped on his knee again, and a few minutes later, he clicked on the video of Yang Xi's choreography.

My nervous and confused heart finally calmed down.

It's okay.

Isn't it just to see a doctor?

It's not like she's meeting her idol, so why is she nervous?

Isn't the worst result that it can't be cured?

Nothing surprising either.

At two o'clock in the afternoon.

The doorbell that had been silent for a long time outside was finally rang without missing a second.

Fang Hanlin, Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan jumped up from the sofa.

Fang Hanlin tugged at the hem of his clothes and hurried forward to greet him.

Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan also followed behind.

Very close.

Only then did they see the person standing outside the door, wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt, casual pants, sneakers, a schoolbag on his shoulders, a mask, and a peaked cap on his head.

I can't see clearly the appearance and the expression on my face.

However, just looking at the outfit, she looks very, very young.

He must be around twenty years old.

Fang Hanlin walked forward hesitantly, "Are you Dr. Jiang?"

Jiang Nan nodded and said in a casual tone, "Yes."

Fang Hanlin suddenly calmed down.

As we all know, medical skills rely heavily on experience.

Especially Chinese medicine.

The girl in front of me is really too young, far from the gray-haired old man I imagined.

However, Fang Hanlin still looked elegant, with a touch of warmth on his face, and invited Jiang Nan in, "Please come in."

The group of people walked towards the living room.

Side of body.

Fang Miaoyan slowly walked to Jiang Nan's side, and then slowly moved closer. Her eyes seemed to be on Jiang Nan's body, and she hesitated to speak.

Just walking beside Jiang Nan in such a slimy manner.

Jiang Nan turned his head slightly and glanced at Fang Miaoyan. He felt a little funny. He raised his eyelids and said in a casual tone, "Why are you so close to me?"

The sound quality is low.

I can't hear any emotion or anger.

Fang Miaoyan blinked her eyes and opened her mouth.

After a few seconds, he spoke in a low voice: "Has someone said that your figure really looks like Jiang Nan?"

Seeing Jiang Nan's unresponsiveness, Fang Miaoyan's crazy Amway heart started to burn again, "You don't know Jiang Nan, right? You should know about the musical genius J, right? You must have heard of the strongest choreographer in China.

Well, it’s all Jiang Nan!”

Jiang Nan's face slowly turned around, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he said a faint word, "Oh."

Fang Miaoyan: "Your body shape is really similar, and your eyebrows are also very similar."

In order to make her words more convincing, Fang Miaoyan directly clicked on her photo album and scrolled through it. They were all Jiang Nan's photos.

"If you don't believe it, take a look."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Oh shit.

It's like looking in the mirror.

Mrs. Fang, who was walking in front, glared at Fang Miaoyan, then apologized to Jiang Nan: "I'm sorry, Dr. Jiang, Miaoyan is a fan of Yang Xi. She dreams about meeting her idol every day. Please bear with me."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Fang Miaoyan finally calmed down.

"Dr. Jiang, please sit down." Fang Hanlin pointed to the sofa next to him and said in a gentle tone, "Please take a look at these X-rays of these beautiful faces."

After Fang Hanlin finished speaking, he added: "Miaoyan, give Dr. Jiang a cup of tea."

The peaked cap blocked the indoor light, Jiang Nan reached out and took it off.

Out of politeness, I took off my mask again.

The eyebrows are picturesque.

Eye-catching appearance.

That's a very recognizable face.

There was a "pop" sound.

The teacup in Fang Miaoyan's hand slipped directly to the ground, her eyes widened in shock, and she looked at the girl on the sofa, her pupils showing no reaction for several seconds.

The airflow seemed to stiffen and surge.

"You, you, you..." Fang Miaoyan was speechless, her heart was beating violently, and she was completely confused.

He reached out and slapped himself hard.

It hurts.

Not a dream.

So, who can tell her why her idol Yang Xi appears in front of her???

She lowered her head and looked at her phone mechanically.

On my mobile phone, as soon as I opened it, there was a photo of Jiang Nan.

Um.

Thinking about it, a few minutes ago, she was still talking stupidly, asking Dr. Jiang if she looked like Yang Xi.

Now……

What the hell.

Dr. Jiang turned out to be Jiang Nan.

No wonder Lao Yelei specifically told Jiang Nan that she was a fan of Yang Xi.

I see.

Although Mrs. Fang and Fang Hanlin did not react as strongly as Fang Miaoyan, they were also shocked.

After a long time, Fang Miaoyan couldn't hold back a word.
To be continued...