And the phone——
Of course it was An Lan calling.
Ye Yichen slowly circled around, and when he saw those people closing their mouths, he pressed the answer button.
An Lan's anxious voice also came from the other end of the phone at this moment.
"Ye Yichen! Where are you now!"
Is she... worried about herself?
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and at this time, a bright light flashed across his eyes.
But soon, Ye Yichen tried his best to suppress it, and his voice sounded very calm.
"An Lan, don't worry, I just encountered something temporary and I will handle it right away. You don't have to worry."
"But……"
Before An Lan finished speaking, Ye Yichen quickly changed the subject.
"I want to help you prepare the ginseng tea again, so I'll see you in the evening."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Yichen glanced at the bodyguards in black clothes surrounding him with a gloomy face, and finally slowly turned his head to look at the person next to him.
"That's why I can't leave."
Almost as soon as he said these words, Ye Yichen opened the car door and jumped out.
At the same time, An Lan kept her eyes locked on the car. She was indeed indifferent at first. After all, this matter had nothing to do with her, but she didn't know why...
She rarely found herself nervous.
An Lan patted his chest and said, "It doesn't matter. I was just concerned about him out of humanitarianism because I was afraid that he would be kidnapped."
After making an excuse for herself, An Lan was about to leave, but suddenly she saw the door of the car in front of her opened, and a familiar figure jumped out of the car.
Rushing over, An Lan helped Ye Yichen up.
Looking at the scratches on his face and legs, An Lan couldn't believe it, "Ye Yichen, are you crazy?!"
Looking up at An Lan, Ye Yichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again.
"I'm not crazy."
"Who was in that car? Why did they kidnap you?"
Asking this question but not receiving any reply, An Lan was helpless and could only look forward. Unfortunately, the car had already driven away and gradually blurred into a Yang Jingyu dot until it disappeared from sight.
"Forget it, Ye Yichen, this is your private matter, so naturally I shouldn't interfere."
After helping him up from the ground, An Lan waved for a taxi.
An Lan put him into the car without any explanation, and took him to the office.
After being pushed by An Lan to sit down on the leather sofa in the office, Ye Yichen looked up at her and said, "You..."
But before he finished speaking, Ye Yichen heard the person in front of him snort coldly.
"Ye Yichen, you are really good. You are a doctor, but in the end you still need others to treat you."
While talking, An Lan opened the medicine box.
He took out the iodophor and cotton swabs, disinfected him, and then put a bandage on him.
The whole set of movements was so smooth and flowing.
There were pieces of hair hanging down slightly. An Lan had a very gentle temperament, while Ye Yichen stared at her for a moment.
As if aware that a burning gaze had been staring at him, An Lan suddenly raised his head and met his gaze. The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere froze at this moment. It was so awkward.
After coughing, Ye Yichen turned his head to the other side.
In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, An Lan smiled in his direction.
"Dr. Ye, by the way, I have a question that I'm curious about. Do you have a crush on me? Otherwise, why are you staring at me so hard? You don't even blink?"
He was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, Ye Yichen silently shook his head.
"Of course not."
"Ah? Does Dr. Ye really not have a crush on me?"
An Lan blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered at this moment, like the wings of a butterfly.
The stunning scene fell into his eyes, but Ye Yichen tried his best to keep calm.
He said again, "I really don't have a crush on you."
Licking his mouth, An Lan continued this embarrassing topic.
"Then by the way, Dr. Ye's ideal type is...?"
"My ideal type is different from yours. She is very smart, but her intelligence also reveals a bit of silly cuteness. She is someone who dares to love and hate, and she is inexplicably obsessed with certain things."
After rubbing his head, An Lan simply skipped the topic.
"Then I hope Dr. Ye can find your ideal type soon."
And Ye Yichen's eyes never moved away from An Lan's face from beginning to end. There was one thing that she might never know if he didn't say it. The ideal type he mentioned was actually when he first met An Lan. The appearance of...
"Okay, Dr. Ye, I've bandaged it for you. I hope you won't do such stupid things next time."
Withdrawing his hand, An Lan was packing the medical kit, when someone knocked on the office door at this moment.
The two looked at each other, and the next second An Lan cleared his throat and said, "Come in."
Ji Wanwan opened the door and walked in. She originally wanted to report the data of the live broadcast room to An Lan, but she did not expect that as soon as she walked in, a handsome man came into view.
Ji Wanwan exclaimed when she saw this handsome guy.
She couldn't even believe her eyes, so she immediately raised her hand and rubbed it hard.
Finally, Ji Wanwan pinched her arm hard again.
"I'll go! Sister An Lan, there is really a handsome guy hiding in your office! I thought I was dazzled!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yan Hong's mouth, and An Lan just looked at her.
"No, Dr. Ye is the most handsome man among all the men I know."
Listening to what she said in his ear, Ye Yichen slowly turned his head to look at An Lan. For some reason, he always felt that An Lan seemed a little careless when he said these words. Was this really a sincere compliment to him?
While he was thinking about this problem, Ji Wanwan trotted over.
Not willing to move her eyes away from Ye Yichen's stunning face, Ji Wanwan sighed again.
"Oh my god! Nuwa is so unfair!"
"This face can be called Nuwa's masterpiece. My face was made perfect by Nuwa, but my face... I'm afraid it was just lightly swept by Nuwa with a tree branch..."
As she spoke, Ji Wanwan raised her hand to cover her heart, looking like she was in pain.
An Lan immediately smiled helplessly.
"Okay, okay, Ji Wanwan, if we have a nose and a face, it's pretty good. We won't pursue perfection."
Having said that, Ji Wanwan couldn't bear to look away from Ye Yichen's face.
Just walking up to him, she rubbed her hands, and Ji Wanwan finally asked uneasily.
"Handsome guy, by the way... do you have a partner?"
After asking this question, Ji Wanwan lowered her head shyly.
