Obviously this doctor Wu is in the same grade as the young master, but he still feels an inexplicable pressure when he talks to him.
but¡ª¡ª
Uncle Fu could not help but look at Mu Ran.
He was wearing a white coat in front of him, and the clothes inside were still the usual white shirt and black suit.
The clothes showed off his figure very well, and the white coat set off his entire figure to be extremely slender.
His face is expressionless, but even this makes it impossible to ignore his appearance.
Delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes like crow feathers, black and shiny, eyes like ice cubes, straight nose bridge, thin red lips, and clean chin.
White skin.
Everywhere shows his handsome extraordinary.
What is even more amazing is the light and cool aura around him.
Looking at him, Uncle Fu could not help but sigh in his heart.
If the young master does not have such a disease, he must have made a breakthrough in his own field like this Dr. Wu, right?
Uncle Fu accepted the sigh in his heart, and respectfully led the way for Mu Ran.
Mu Ran followed Fu Bo calmly.
In my mind, I was bragging to 886 about my cool operation just now.
¡¾886, how is it? Was my performance just now awesome? ¡¿
886 spoke admiringly: [Yes, yes, yes! Host, you looked so handsome just now! All said by professionals! ¡¿
A trace of complacency slipped through the eyes covered by the lenses.
¡¾That is. ¡¿
886 was a little curious: [But the host, how did you know to let the hero get more exposure to sunlight? ¡¿
Mu Ran: [Do you even need to know? Isn't this the most basic attempt? Besides, the sun is shining brightly now, but they have pulled the curtains so tight, which is abnormal. ¡¿
886:
Its mood is a bit complicated.
What should I do if I suddenly feel a little sympathetic to Fuber?
Just because the host said such a sentence or two, "professional", Forber suddenly raised a deep respect for the host.
What 886 was thinking, Mu Ran had no idea, he had already arrived at the door of a room.
Uncle Fu bent over: "Doctor Wu, the young master is inside. You can only go in by yourself. The young master doesn't like too many people entering his room."
Mu Ran nodded noblely and coldly, with a look of "I understand".
In fact, he complained silently in his heart: This young master probably has a cleanliness habit, right?
Seeing Mu Ran's taller figure, Uncle Fu retreated out of respect.
Mu Ran stretched out his knuckle-boned hand and gently turned the door.
The door swung open.
Mu Ran strode in.
However, as soon as he walked in, a glass was smashed towards him.
At the same time, there was a gloomy voice: "Who allowed you to come in?"
Mu Ran quickly avoided the glass.
He looked at the glass that was blown into pieces at his feet, without any expression on his face.
He lightly stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Li, you knew I would come in."
It is not so easy to see people hiding in the dark.
A voice sounded in the air: "Doctor Wu, are you saying that I did it on purpose?"
Mu Ran's rational analysis: "Mr. Li, your room is not soundproof."
Therefore, what I said to Uncle Fu was naturally heard by you clearly.
After that, Mu Ran naturally didn't say anything. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com