I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

Chapter 66 The fairy in the painting

One street, one day is not finished.

The snow stopped in the afternoon, and there was thick snow on the ground.

"Let's go shopping here today, I can't walk anymore anyway." Fang Rongrong was carrying a lot of bought food in her hands, and it was really too much for the two of them, so she decided to go back.

The location of Guofeng Exhibition is relatively close to Song's private hospital. Fang Rongrong called an online car-hailing car and said, "Let's go to the hospital first. Didn't you just buy something for Professor Song? Last time he took you home, you happened to Thank him."

"But don't we blame us for being like this?" Tang Shiyong hesitated. She did buy some things for Song Muming, but with her current outfit, she can still blend in here. Isn't she an outlier in the hospital? !
She said she was going to see him, but it always felt wrong. What if Song Muming had no aesthetics and had no eyesight and said that she was singing?
She didn't want her good mood to be ruined by him.

"Why don't you go change your clothes later?" Tang Shiyong suggested, or else she can go back tomorrow. Anyway, Zhong Yu and the others can rest. Song Muming has been in the hospital for a while and won't go home.

The snacks I bought in my hand will not go bad after a day.

"What are you afraid of? You don't know that you're getting more attention today, and those people are following you with SLR cameras to take pictures. If you go, you won't be called weird, but beautiful!" Fang Rongrong said, "Besides, changing clothes like this requires a thorough bath before you take off your makeup. After washing and changing clothes, it's too late, don't worry, I'm not as weird as being with you?"

After all, he turned around in front of Tang Shiyong.

Just when the online car-hailing service came, Tang Shiyong and Fang Rongrong got on the car, temporarily changed their destination, and headed towards the hospital.

Forget it, if Song Muming said later that she acted like an opera, she would mercilessly laugh at his shallow knowledge.

In winter, there were many people in Song's Hospital. Tang Shiyong followed Fang Rongrong all the way to the cardiology department, and only then did she know that Song Muming was a cardiologist.

Thankfully Song Muming didn't ask, otherwise... Tang Shiyong laughed dryly.

The relationship with Song Muming should not be blatant. The two first put things in Zhong Yu's cabinet. Tang Shiyong felt that except for his two changes of clothes, Fang Rongrong's things were basically put in Zhong Yu's cabinet.

Song Muming didn't notice this?
The last time you criticized Zhong Yu was because Fang Rongrong used the hospital as a dating place, right?

It was such a coincidence that the two of them ran into Song Muming right after putting away their things.

He was wearing a white coat, with gold-rimmed glasses on his face, looking down at the thick report in his hand with a stern face, followed by a group of students in the same attire as him.

Fang Rongrong waved furtively to greet Zhong Yu, but Tang Shiyong didn't react for a while, and she didn't have time to avoid rubbing shoulders with Song Muming.

She took off the white fluffy cloak outside, and wore a red square-neck gown with white plum blossoms embroidered on the sleeves, a red plum dress embroidered with white horses on the lower body, and pearl tassels hanging on the cloud shoulders, matching the partiality of her hair. The pearls adorned by the phoenix hairpin complement each other.

She is as beautiful as a fairy in a picture, the moon in the sky.

Such a playful and lovely woman is like a beauty coming out of a painting. Some passers-by who pass by her take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

But Song Muming just looked up at her, and then said to the students behind him without changing his face: "The case history of heart disease must be complete. If the patient conceals the past medical history, all his treatment will be refused."

"Patient 108 who came in yesterday will monitor the heart rate data tonight. Based on the data tomorrow, we will communicate with his family members as soon as possible and arrange for surgery."

He looked business-like, without distracting thoughts, as if Tang Shiyong standing in front of him was a stone sculpture, not a living person.

Department of abstinence, well-deserved reputation, Tang poetry chanting clothes.

On the contrary, Jiang Mu was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and Yu Wenzhi glared at Tang Shiyong, wishing to stare his eyes out!

"Professor Song is making room rounds, so don't disturb them. Today they have a year-end summary, and Professor Song will hold a meeting for them later." Fang Rongrong said in a low voice, "There are plum trees in the garden, and the flowers have bloomed beautifully in the past two days. Let's go outside to play. "

Tang Shiyong looked at Fang Rongrong in disbelief, did she even know this? !She has only been with Zhong Yu at Song's Hospital for a few days, has she checked out the itinerary?
Wearing a cloak was troublesome, Tang Shiyong didn't want to wear it anymore after taking it off, so she put on a gray rabbit fur scarf and went out with Tang Pozi in her arms.

Calling her here today, Fang Rongrong is simply a tour guide, taking her to know all aspects of Song's Hospital.

There are indeed plum trees outside the garden. From a distance, the red plum blossoms are as beautiful as fire, but these few trees are planted in the independent garden of the VIP ward.

Moreover, the garden of the VIP ward is a garden art designed by famous masters, so the plum tree must be some kind of precious species.

There is a piece of grass in front of it. After the snow has fallen, no one has stepped on it. The white area is very clean. At night, there is white snow reflecting the night, but it is not very dark.

After all calculations, people who have not been counted in the VIP ward do not like to go out for a walk.

The two of them didn't want to leave their criminal evidence on the snow, because this open space faced the floor-to-ceiling windows of Song Muming's office.

"Come on, let's take the path. I know a hidden path." Fang Rongrong pulled Tang Shiyong, and walked towards the path she knew.

This time, the attempt to do bad things is more obvious.

I sneaked around the path and ran under the plum tree. Some petals had already fallen, which stood out in the snow.

Fang Rongrong took out the ancient style purse that she bought in the morning, picked up many flower petals scattered on the ground, put them in the purse, and said, "Let's go back and follow the main method of beauty makeup, how about trying to make rouge as well?"

The color of the red plum is very positive, and it must look good when it is made.

After going back and forth, it turned out that she wanted some plum blossoms. Tang Shiyong felt relieved and bent down to pick them up with her.

The purpose of picking up the fallen petals was to not drag Zhong Yu down. If the flower was some rare species, they picked it up, which would have a bad influence on Zhong Yu.

After picking up almost everything, Fang Rongrong took a selfie with the plum blossom tree again.

Tang Shiyong is speechless, classmate, just now the optical fiber is better than now, you don't take selfies, now the light is bad, you take pictures again.

Is it for self-confidence in appearance, or to challenge your mobile phone lens?

After taking several pictures, the battery of the mobile phone was gloriously dead.

"Oh, I took all the photos today, and I forgot to charge my phone." Fang Rongrong said disappointedly: "Qianqian, are you playing here by yourself, or go back with me?"

Tang Shiyong looked at Song Muming's office from a distance through the branches of the plum tree.

The French windows did not draw the curtains, and he could be seen sitting at the desk, reading the documents one by one in his hand, while all the students on the other side were standing, with their heads bowed, listening to him.

"Go and charge quickly, I'll wait for you here." Tang Shiyong said, the current mobile phones are fast-charged, and can be fully charged in half an hour at most.

"Okay, then wait for me here, I'll be right back, let's get some more." Fang Rongrong nodded and ran back immediately.

After she ran away, Tang Shiyong took out her mobile phone, took a picture of a plum blossom branch, and sent it to Song Muming.

Tang Shiyong typed: Vice President Song, can I pick some of these flowers?
Superficially polite, still have to maintain it.

Fang Rongrong likes it so much, but the plum blossoms have just opened, and there is not much left at all. The amount they picked up just now must not be enough.

Through the branches, Tang Shiyong saw Song Muming picking up the phone, probably reading the content she sent, and then glanced in her direction, unable to see why it was covered by the branches, and looked down at the document without changing his expression.

After a while, there was a new message on her mobile phone.

Song: It's too cold in the snow, come back, I'll trim the branches for you later.

Satisfied, Tang Shiyong picked up her phone, and walked back carrying Mrs. Tang, who was not too hot. The snow was not cold enough, and after a while, she lost feeling in her shoulders.

Slowly walking outside the window of Song Muming's office, Tang Shiyong leaned against the wall, poking his head out of the glass window, quietly watching the current situation inside.

Song Muming's desk faces the door, and at the moment he and the students are facing each other, with their sides facing the window.

But Song Muming was relatively free. He turned his chair around and faced the glass window, just in time to see Tang Shiyong's exposed head.

She was wearing exquisite classical makeup, with a phoenix hairpin in her hair and pearl tassels dangling from side to side, but her nose was already red from the cold, and she was still sniffing from the movements.

Realizing that he saw it, Tang Shiyong deliberately made faces at him.

naughty.

Song Muming turned around, put down the document in his hand, picked up the phone and clicked a few times.

Outside the window, Tang Shiyong's mobile phone beeped a notification tone, and she stepped back and turned on the phone. It was Song Muming.

Song: Walk to the left of the office, the window is open.

The office on the left was dark, Tang Shiyong made a special detour before going through the floor-to-ceiling windows here.

The window was not buckled, and opened with a push.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the cover was tight, the lights inside were not turned on, and through the Yingxue, one could barely see.

The light switch was by the window, Tang Shiyong turned on the light, it was not the bright white light of the hospital, but a warm yellow light.

Come in, close the window, and draw the curtains.

The interior is warm and isolated from the cold outside.

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