MTL - So You’re Such A Doctor Song-Chapter 48 I hope you are not

Dr. Song took a breath and imagined that he was in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and no woman had seen it.

When he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, Chang Qing suddenly left his thigh, twisted his upper body toward his chest, and found a pillow-like position on it to continue sleeping.

Dr. Song gritted his teeth and ignored him.

Within a few minutes, where was the little girl's hand touching.

Isn't she pretending to be a hooligan?

At five o'clock in the morning, Song Chuyi felt right and felt a drool dripping from her chest.

In the morning, the sun rises.

Chang Qing was awakened by the sound of water in the bathroom.

She covered her head with a quilt.

Five minutes later, the sound of the bathroom door opening was heard.

Chang Qing drilled out and looked over. Song Chuyi was neatly dressed in yesterday's clothes, but her short black hair was dripping with water droplets.

Chang Qing complained muttering, "What bath did you take early in the morning? Yesterday you did not wash it."

Song Chu Yi's gaze glanced over her.

Chang Qing felt blown by the cold wind. Did she provoke him again, or was the man's uncle coming, cloudy and uncertain.

"I'm going to the hospital. Will you wait for the TV station or will I drop you off now?" Song Chuyi spit out her morning breath and asked.

"I can drive by myself," Chang Qing was afraid that he would misunderstand that he didn't like it, and added, "Because I have to pick clothes and make-up, it will take a long time."

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Song Chuyi nodded, "Will you go to the hospital today?"

"No, I have an ad to shoot today," Chang Qing said.

He took Tan's carpenter's comb on her dressing table and brushed it, combing her hair backwards, "You don't seem very red, and the advertiser is looking for you?"

The tone of understatement was not deliberate sarcasm, but the true words he uttered casually.

But Changqing felt the malicious irony of Chiguo.

"Who says I'm not red, I tell you, I'm red, okay, you are too old-fashioned. You only know to go to work every day. Do you play Weibo, do you watch variety shows? The TV isn't watched, "Chang Qing sat up aggressively to fight back.

Song Chuyi gave a finger.

He is too busy to see these.

"I have also been exposed to a little psychology. You are so excited as if you feel guilty because of lack of energy." Song Chuyi lowered her comb, her eyebrows moved slightly.

The balloon inflated in Changqing's heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and suddenly "flat" flattened.

"I hope you are not going to take some advertisements for sanitary napkins, Fu Yanjie, etc.", Song Chuyi glanced at her with beaked lips, her thin lips ticked, and then left.

Chang Qing covered her face and frantically, she is going to shoot an advertisement for sanitary napkins today.

hateful.

"Chang Qing, I'll let you practice your lines, who will you show to you with bitter hatred?" Wen Tong walked over for the nth time and knocked her head. "The director is almost ready".

"Because Mao people use high-end advertisements like cosmetics, I always pick up these sanitary napkins and stockings." Chang Qing's lips are very depressed. "Sister Wen Tong, you can argue as my assistant Tone? "

Wen Tong said "Hehe", "That's OK, don't pick it up, I'll talk to the boss when I look back."