[Squeamish and seductive young lady
Lu Qi'an has a clinical notebook that he never discloses to others. The title page reads "Observation Diary of Soft Heart Syndrome - Patient Su Wantang".
The first page is the emergency room on a rainy night in Paris, where the mixed-race girl scratched her hand for a fake gemstone. The ink on the last page is still wet: "Diagnosed: late-stage cardiomalacia, with permanent love brain as a complication."
The middle is filled with his daily use of medical methods to pamper her: when she was angry, he handed her three-point sugar milk tea, when she stayed up late, he massaged her shoulders and neck professionally, and when they broke up, he stayed within three meters to measure their heartbeats at the same frequency.
Only Lu Qi'an knew that every time she made trouble unreasonably, she was asking: "Will you never leave?" So he recorded all her little tempers and used the calmest clinical observation to manage the least calm affection.
At the graduation dinner, a drunk Su Wantang asked him: "Dr. Lu, can my disease be cured?" He took off his stethoscope and put it against her heart: "There is no cure. Because the attending physician himself is the pathogen."
Later she designed a wedding ring engraved with electrocardiogram ripples. The conclusion of the marriage diagnosis he wrote was: "Patients Su Wantang and Lu Qi'an are each other's sources of infection for cardiomalacia. Recommendation: lifelong isolation and treatment, and no recovery allowed."
The best symptom is that from the day I met you, my heart can no longer be hardened - and I am happy with it.
Reader comments
It's quite interesting to watch. The interaction between the male and female protagonists at the beginning was very interesting and hilarious. What I still vividly remember is the Mona Lisa running out of the Louvre. I laughed so hard at that time. The writing is very good, and it looks good.
It's quite interesting to watch. The interaction between the male and female protagonists at the beginning was very interesting and hilarious. What I still vividly remember is the Mona Lisa running out of the Louvre. I laughed so hard at that time. The writing is very good, and it looks good.