Chapter 1082 Your Heartbeat Is Messed up (6)

After Feng Qian stood firm, he slowly closed the door, walked over, and stood in front of Shen Lin.

Only then did Dr. Shen look up at the girl in front of him. He raised his hand and pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at her with dark and deep eyes.

When stared at by these eyes, Feng Qian would inexplicably feel as if he was locked by something and couldn't hide.

In Dr. Shen's office, there was a strong smell of disinfectant, not pungent, and better than outside the hospital. There seemed to be some other smells mixed in, which couldn't be described, but it was very fresh.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Shen Lin's lips, which smelled as warm as jade.

"Meet you again, Miss Feng."

"That..." Feng Qian went straight to the point, the girl's eyes fell on Dr. Shen's white coat, "Dr. Shen, my notebook."

Shen Lin paused for a moment, his body was paralyzed backwards, he lowered his eyelids, and an unknown light slipped through the bottom of his eyes.

He smiled, "Sorry, I forgot about this."

Dr. Shen's fingertips were very white, as if they were glowing in the setting sun, and it seemed that they were not normal white, but almost sickly pale.

He lowered his head, and slipped his fingertips into the pocket of his white coat. When he touched the cold black cover, Dr. Shen's fingertips lightly stroked it, and then took the notebook out of his pocket leisurely.

Shen Lin glanced at it casually, pinched the corner of the notebook with his fingertips, leaned slightly and handed it to the girl in front of him.

Feng Qian took it with both hands.

The girl lowered her head and opened the zipper of the bag, and put the notebook inside.

After re-zipping the zipper, the little girl raised her head and met Dr. Shen's gaze, "Thank you, Dr. Shen. Then... shall I go first?"

Shen Lin folded his hands, and he looked at the girl with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Um."

After seeing the other party's answer, Feng Qian turned around and walked to the door of the office. When she was about to leave, the little girl turned her head again, and said goodbye politely while holding the doorknob: "Goodbye, Dr. Shen."

After the door was closed, Shen Lin's gaze still fell in that direction.

He leaned back, and after a while, he raised his hand and took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Thoughtful in the dark eyes.

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Before Feng Qian received a call from Father Feng, it was about a world-class ATW academic seminar at night.

This time the topic is medicine.

Authoritative medical experts at home and abroad will gather together to exchange research results. This time, the meeting will be held in the form of a dinner party, which will be more relaxed and casual than usual.

The expert group hopes to discuss boring professional knowledge in a joyful and harmonious environment, to increase interest, and not to be as serious and formal as usual.

Feng's family had three places, so Feng's father asked her for her opinion on whether to participate in this seminar.

This year's medical professional knowledge competition happens to be after this symposium, so the test questions of the competition must be more or less related to this symposium.

If you want to win the championship, it is best not to miss this seminar.

The wind should be light.

After returning home from the hospital, Feng Qian changed into his gown, and followed Father Feng and his cousin Feng Su to the seminar site by car.

For international activities, relevant personnel will organize order and do a good job in various protection work.

There are already many cars parked in the garage, and they didn't come too early.

The seminar was held in an international high-end club. The layout of the club was similar to that of a dinner party, and the most conspicuous one was the central platform.

After understanding, Feng Qian also knew that while the seminar was going on, there would be authoritative experts standing on the stage to share the research results.