Chapter 1092 Your Heartbeat Is Messed up (16)

Xie Yong naturally didn't notice the change in Shen Lin's expression, he walked out of Shen Lin's office with the medical records.

When Shen Lin was the only one left in the office, the man squinted his eyes, his gaze was cold and dangerous for no reason.

Dr. Shen turned on the monitor again, and his eyes focused on the girl in the picture. Such eyes were too hot and focused, like a beast locked on its prey.

After a long time, Dr. Shen smiled lightly, his pleasant voice seemed to be able to seduce people, it was slightly hoarse, and it floated in the air.

Ask for advice?

However, so many people have never come to ask him for advice...

Dr. Shen felt a little unbalanced.

During lunch time, the little girl looked at the time at the bottom of the computer screen, then clicked the mouse to exit the interface and shut down the computer.

Feng Qian took off his white coat and put it on the seat.

Then he got up, picked up the bag on the table, and walked out of the office with his fingertips.

The canteen of the hospital is for lunch, but the original owner is not a formal doctor after all, and he is still not used to eating in an environment like a hospital, so the original owner always finds a restaurant outside the hospital to eat when it is time to eat.

It was time for dinner, so Feng Qian habitually carried her bag and pushed the door out.

After the door was closed, Dr. Shen frowned slightly as he stared at the empty scene.

After a pause, he slowly stood up and walked to the window.

Shen Lin put his fingertips in the pocket of his white coat, and glanced out through the glass window faintly.

The location of Dr. Shen's office is just right, standing by the window, he can see the scene at the hospital gate clearly.

Not long after, the little girl came out of the hospital gate with her bag.

Feng Qian raised his foot to the side of the road and looked on both sides.

The girl tilted her head, as if wondering where to go.

Finally, the goal was determined, and he walked into a small restaurant.

Shen Lin watched indifferently. After the other party went in, he didn't come out again.

Dr. Shen's thin lips lifted slightly, he pulled his fingers out of his pocket, raised his hand to lift his cuffs, turned around and walked to the clothes hanger with long legs.

The man's eyes were dim, his fingertips rested on his shoulders, and he casually took off his white coat.

Inside is a white shirt.

After hanging the white coat on the hanger, Shen Lin raised his hand, unbuttoned a collar button, and pulled it slightly, revealing the delicate white collarbone.

Underneath Dr. Shen is a pair of suit pants, and the pair of gold-rimmed glasses are still on the bridge of his nose.

This attire made Dr. Shen's gentle appearance even more alluring.

He pushed the door out and took the elevator down to the first floor.

When passing by the first floor, all the patients who came to see Dr. Shen thought they had seen some big star.

Bewildered too much to walk.

Shen Lin raised his wrist, glanced at the time, then put one hand in his trouser pocket, and walked towards the small restaurant that Feng Qian entered.

At this time, there were quite a lot of people in the restaurant. As soon as Dr. Shen entered, he attracted people's attention.

Shen Lin ignored the gaze of others, his eyes lightly swept across the crowd, searching for the girl.

Finally, Feng Qian was found in a small corner.

Before the food was served, the little girl looked down at the phone and swiped her fingertips from time to time. Obviously, she didn't notice him walking in.

The corner of Dr. Shen's mouth raised a slight arc, and he lifted his feet to walk towards the corner where Feng Qian was.

The man rested his pale fingers on the wooden chair, gently pulled it away and sat down.

Only then did Feng Qian notice the movement, and looked up at the opposite side.

When Feng Qian raised his head, he couldn't help being a little confused.

How could the fragments be here?

The girl blinked her eyes, Feng Qian was too lazy to complain about such a coincidence.