hsntnovel Chapter 507 Purple Eyes? You're here for a gynecological exam too?!
Chapter 507 Purple Eyes? You're here for a gynecological exam too?!
With a "click," the door closed.
The consultation room fell silent again.
Su Wan turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was also looking at her.
The two stared at each other for about two seconds.
Su Wan first looked away, walked back to the bedside, bent down to pick up the pair of nude low-heeled leather shoes on the floor at the foot of the bed, and quickly put them on.
She turned around, her gaze landing on Lin Feng with a hint of teasing:
"You were really flustered just now, you even buttoned your shirt wrong?"
Lin Feng raised his hand and scratched his hair, smiling somewhat embarrassedly:
"Just now... I don't know why, I just had this strange feeling of... a strong sense of theft."
Su Wan coughed softly; she herself was no different.
"Alright. But to be fair, your work performance is quite good, and you deserve an A+."
[Ding~ Su Wan's favorability towards the host +5]
[Current Affection Level: 30/100]
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, then his brows relaxed, and he subconsciously straightened his back, nodding solemnly like a primary school student being praised by a teacher:
"Thank you very much, Section Chief Su!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a knock on the door of the consultation room.
"Tap, tap, tap~"
Lin Feng's gaze unconsciously swept to the computer screen, where a new name popped up in the patient list.
"A patient has arrived," Lin Feng said to Su Wan in a low voice.
Su Wan nodded gently, raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, and walked towards the door.
The moment the door opened, a chilly, damp blast of cold air rushed out.
A woman was standing at the door.
The harsh white light of the corridor shone on her, and Lin Feng only glanced at her before goosebumps rose on his back.
The woman was soaking wet.
She wore a dark floral dress, the fabric clinging tightly to her body, outlining her thin, almost gaunt figure.
Water was dripping from the hem of the skirt and the cuffs, making a fine, continuous "drip-drip" sound.
Her hair was completely soaked, clinging to her scalp and cheeks in strands, tangled like seaweed, with water dripping down her chin and neck.
She stood there, looking as if she had just been pulled from the water.
Her body was trembling uncontrollably, and her soaked clothes swayed slightly with her trembling, with each sway causing new water droplets to fall.
Her face... was a grayish-blue color, and her lips were swollen and pale.
Her eyes were large, but there were two dark circles under her eyes, her eyeballs protruded slightly, and the whites of her eyes were covered with dense red blood vessels.
His pupils, however, were unusually bright, almost eerily so, like moonlight reflected in two deep wells.
Lin Feng's brows furrowed suddenly.
[Rule 3: If you encounter a patient who is cold all over and has a bluish complexion, try to get them out of the examination room as quickly as possible.]
Lin Feng thought to himself: You blockhead, get your brain working!
One solution after another flashed through my mind, only to be quickly rejected by myself.
Could it be... that the Shadow Puppet is about to die in place of another?
Just then, Su Wan suddenly took half a step to the left, blocking the doorway with her body.
"Ma'am, your condition looks serious. You need to see a specialist directly. Come on, I'll take you there."
The woman raised her head, a strange expression appearing on her pale gray face.
Her lips trembled slightly, and a few drops of water fell from her wet hair as she moved, landing on the cuffs of Su Wan's trench coat.
"But... the information desk told me to come to this examination room..."
"The information desk doesn't understand your situation." Su Wan's tone was still gentle, but her speech was a beat faster than before. "You have a typical case of acute deficiency and cold. I'll take you directly to a specialist. It's much more reliable than staying here."
As she spoke, she reached out and lightly touched the woman's shoulder—she didn't actually touch her, but the gesture conveyed the message "Come with me."
At the same time, she shifted her body slightly towards the corridor.
A hesitant smile appeared on the woman's ashen face, and water droplets trickled down the corners of her mouth.
"Thank you... thank you."
Lin Feng stood at the door, watching the two figures disappear into the distance.
After walking a few steps, Su Wan turned her head and glanced at Lin Feng.
Her right eye blinked very quickly and very lightly.
Then Su Wan turned back and continued to speak softly to the woman.
Lin Feng slowly retreated back into the consultation room and closed the door behind him.
He leaned against the door, finally releasing the breath he had been holding without realizing it.
He raised his hand and touched the back of his head, the corners of his mouth slowly curving upwards, and he muttered something under his breath:
"As expected of my good Wan'er..."
He paused, then added:
"In this dungeon, your husband will definitely feed you well."
Time passed by, second by second.
Occasionally, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridor. A nurse pushed a treatment cart past, the wheels making a soft rumbling sound as they rolled over the paving stones, before gradually fading into the distance.
Lin Feng flipped through two pages of the "Proposal for the Construction of Medical Ethics and Professional Conduct," only to find that it was full of platitudes such as "adhering to patient-centered care," "upholding professional ethics," and "consciously resisting unhealthy practices," so he casually tossed it aside.
He glanced at the computer screen again.
No new patients.
Lin Feng idly twirled the pen and waited a while longer.
About half an hour later, the door to the consultation room was knocked on again.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Three times, neither hurried nor slow.
Lin Feng sat up straight and straightened the collar of his white coat:
"Please come in."
The doorknob turned, and a figure walked in from outside.
Lin Feng first noticed a head of long, silver-gray hair, like winter moonlight falling on frost and snow, flowing smoothly down her shoulders and swaying gently with the steps of the person approaching.
Then came her face.
Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, and her pupils were a deep, dark purple.
Below that was a short black leather jacket, with a clean cut, the zipper only half-zipped up, revealing a dark red deep-V inner layer.
The pale skin and subtly visible curves below the collarbone were particularly dazzling under the fluorescent lights of the clinic.
She wore a black high-waisted mini skirt, the hem of which reached just to the mid-thigh, revealing a pair of long legs covered in sheer black stockings.
She wore a pair of black pointed-toe stiletto ankle boots, and with each step, the heels made a crisp "click, click" sound as they struck the ground.
The person standing there looked like they had stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine.
But what's most deadly is her aura—lazy and alluring, like a dark purple datura blooming on the edge of a cliff.
Lin Feng saw the person's face clearly, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Zi Tong also saw Lin Feng's face clearly. Her dark purple pupils shrank into thin lines, and she paused for a moment.
But that surprise lasted only a fraction of a second.
Then, her vertical pupils slowly dilated, and her dark purple eyes seemed to explode with fireworks, gradually brightening.
A kind of undisguised, fervent, almost greedy joy surged from the depths of his pupils.
"oops--"
She drew out the last syllable, her voice languid and melodious, carrying a sweetness that could melt your bones.
"Isn't this the handsome Lin I've been dreaming about day and night?"