afternoon.
After Su Qingyu and Mu Hanyan packed their luggage, they were taken to Jiangcheng Airport by the hospital's special car.
The hospital arranged a flight for them at 2:30 in the afternoon, which took about three hours and arrived in Wenling City at 5:30.
It didn’t take long for the ticket checking, consignment and other procedures to be completed.
The two women got on the plane.
Su Qingyu specially chose a seat by the window, and Mu Hanyan sat on the corridor.
Perhaps because he had not had acupuncture for two days, Mu Hanyan became taciturn again.
So Su Qingyu put her head on Mu Hanyan's shoulder and blew lightly into his delicate ears:
"Sister, I'll give you another injection when we get to the hotel~"
Although Mu Hanyan knew that Su Qingyu was talking about acupuncture, her tone of voice still made her blush for no reason.
Then he gently pushed Su Qingyu's head aside with his showy hands:
"The plane has taken off, sit tight."
As he spoke, the plane started to fly.
The huge rear thrust made Su Qingyu feel like riding in a sports car.
And when she glanced at Mu Hanyan out of the corner of her eye, she found that she was holding the seat handle nervously, her knuckles turned white.
"Sister, are you still afraid of heights?"
Su Qingyu glanced at Su Qingyu who was gloating about his misfortune. Mu Hanyan clenched her teeth and looked very nervous.
Seeing this, Su Qingyu snatched Mu Hanyan's right hand that was tightly grasping the armrest of the seat, held it gently, and rubbed it slowly.
Mu Hanyan was a little surprised. He just wanted her to stop making trouble, but found that her nervousness and anxiety had faded away like a tide.
"Qingyu, why are you grabbing my hand all of a sudden?"
Feeling a little awkward, she tried her best to pull her jade hand out of Su Qingyu's hand.
"Laogong point, local massage of it can speed up blood circulation, dredge meridians and relieve tension."
"Zhongchong acupoint, massaging local acupoints, can achieve the effect of dredging meridians and improving anxiety."
"Of these two acupoints, one is on the palmar area, horizontally and proximally to the third metacarpophalangeal joint, between the 2nd and 3rd metacarpal bones and biased towards the third metacarpal bone."
"One at the tip of the middle finger."
Su Qingyu's calm speech made Mu Hanyan slowly put his hand back when he wanted to withdraw it.
Feeling the soft and boneless catkin in her hands, Su Qingyu's heart blossomed with joy.
But he still pretended to be serious and said:
"Sister, your hands are a little cold. If you have time, let me hold them more. My technique will ensure your satisfaction."
Mu Hanyan was looking straight ahead without squinting, pretending to be indifferent.
In fact, my heart was like a deer, I always felt that Su Qingyu was speaking strangely, but I couldn't find any reason to refute it.
Just when the two of them were performing massage therapy in tacit understanding, the appearance of two people broke the harmonious scene.
"It's all your fault. You didn't buy first class before getting on the plane. You insisted that there were more first class seats. Buy it after you get on the plane!"
"As a result, we ran to the front and were told that it was sold out. It's really embarrassing for you!"
A pretty woman with thick powder on her face angrily scolded her boyfriend beside her.
Their voices attracted the attention of Mu Hanyan, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and Su Qingyu, who was holding her jade hand and couldn't help feeling refreshed.
"Wu Siqi?! Wei Dayong?!"
"Su Qingyu! Mu Hanyan!"
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
At the same time that Su Qingyu looked at them, Wu Siqi also saw the two women.
"It's true that enemies are on the same road!"
Wu Siqi said viciously, clenching a fist with one hand, looking filled with jealousy.
"I heard you had an anal fissure, but it seems to have healed?!"
Su Qingyu, on the other hand, refused to open the pot and retorted with a sneer.
"you!!"
Wu Siqi's eyes were full of anger. Naturally, she didn't know that the doctor who diagnosed anal fissure with her was Su Qingyu in front of her. Otherwise, she would probably have fought with them on the plane on the spot!
"Siqi, please sit down first!"
Wei Dayong glanced at the flight attendant not far away and waved for the two of them to sit down, and he hurriedly tried to persuade them.
"snort!"
"I'll settle the score with you after I get off the plane!"
Wu Siqi stamped her feet angrily, and then followed her boyfriend to sit in the row of seats in front of Su Qingyu.
Since the last time Wu Siqi was discharged from the hospital, she once again used the same dedication that made Wei Dayong's scalp numb, and used eighteen martial arts to fight for a whole day and night before coaxing her boyfriend back.
Now that the summer vacation is over, the enthusiasm for this matter among the classmates has dissipated.
After getting back together, the two decided to go to Wenling, a coastal city.
Unexpectedly, he and Su Qingyu were on the same flight.
In order to avenge the humiliation of urinating in public, Wu Siqi lay in the arms of her boyfriend Wei Dayong and chewed the bottom of her tongue:
"Dayong, when we get off the plane, do you have any way to make them look embarrassed?"
Wei Dayong thought for a while and nodded:
"Of course, my second uncle is the chief physician of Wenling First People's Hospital. I will ask my second uncle to pick me up when the time comes."
"Did you notice that the suitcases of the two of them had a medical assistance label on them."
"In addition, the two of them are currently interning in the affiliated hospital, so it can be easily concluded that they are on a business trip to Wenling City."
"Because when I contacted my second uncle yesterday, he said that he would be responsible for welcoming the medical teams from various cities at the airport."
Wu Siqi suddenly realized it and immediately kissed her boyfriend:
"Dayong, your IQ is really comparable to Wolong!"
"Think about it this way, these two lousy interns, when they arrive at Wenling People's Hospital, as long as your second uncle casually puts on some shoes for them, they won't be as good-looking as they are!"
"Dayong, you must have a good talk with your second uncle today. The two women behind you are not good things."
Wei Dayong looked at Wu Siqi's hand moving down his chest, and immediately a wicked smile appeared on his face:
"Then it depends on how you behave now..."
As he spoke, he put the blanket that came with the plane on his legs, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
Su Qingyu, who originally didn't want to pay attention to the couple in front of her on the plane, was closing her eyes and concentrating, but she felt that the seat in front of her was shaking rhythmically and regularly.
Su Qingyu woke up immediately and felt that the two people in front of her had done no good, so she raised her foot, kicked the front rudely, and muttered:
"Don't shake your legs in front!"
"Men think they are poor, and women think they are mean, do you know that?"
This kick made Wu Siqi, who was constantly changing her hand movements, almost stumble forward and hit the seat in front of her.
And Wei Dayong also let out a cry of pain: "Fuck, you won't be gentle! I will die!"
Wu Siqi signaled Wei Dayong to lower his voice, and secretly pointed behind him:
"It was the bitch behind who kicked me, Dayong. This guy wants you to have no descendants!"
Wei Dayong lost interest at this time. He arranged his clothes and looked at the time on his phone with gloomy eyes:
"We still have ten minutes to get off the plane. I'll let you two bitches know what I, Wei Dayong, do later!"
