"The Qiang Guan clears the sky, and the Ling song fills the night"
Medical master's student Luan Jiangqing vs music doctoral student Tan Lingye
Cold individualism vs vicious perfectionism
The first encounter between these two weirdos was a mistake.
Luan Jiangqing gently raised Tan Lingye's hand. That gesture was like a proposal, affectionate and breathless...
Pricking the needle in, this was his first injection of the internship this year. He almost ruined his youth and self-esteem...
"..."
Tan Lingye was just frightened, so it was good if she didn't get dizzy.
But why did I get a needle when I accompanied my friend to see a doctor? ?
"You stabbed the wrong person, let go of my hand!"
"Huh?" Luan Jiangqing chuckled: "I've seen too many people like you who are embarrassed to admit that they are sick."
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The first confession of two weirdos was like playing monkey tricks.
"Are you going to get another injection this time?" Tan Lingye smiled and stretched out her hand, "Put it on for me. Thank you, wife."
Taking out the ring, Luan Jiangqing looked up at him and said in a cold voice: "Don't be nervous. If you are nervous, you won't be able to find the blood vessels."
After putting the ring on, Tan Lingye turned her head and blushed.
"Can I not be... Nervous in front of my wife?"
Luan Jiangqing sighed: "Then you can't get sick. I bought the medicine for our puppy. Why don't you take some emergency medicine first?"
Intention: Qiang Guan clears the sky and Ling singing fills the night