Xin Xiaoxiao boasted, "Alright, baby, don't worry, I won't go, my love is only for you."
Xiang Yiqing was speechless, couldn't she just talk normally, instead of being so dramatic?
The corners of his mouth twitched silently twice, and he used a gentle tone to coax her, "Sleep."
Before Xin Xiaoxiao could say anything else, he hung up the phone.
Otherwise, she would surely say a lot of unnecessary things.
...
Last night, he was also tossed and turned, not getting much sleep. From the inpatient department to the clinic, in that short walk, Xiang Yiqing couldn't remember how many times he yawned.
Now he just wanted to find a bed and have a good rest.
But the morning work still awaited, indeed... beauty causes trouble.
He pushed open the door, and the cleaning staff had already cleaned the consultation room thoroughly in the morning. He walked straight to the coat rack, took his white coat, and put it on.
Then he returned to his desk and picked up his glasses to wear.
