Yan Zhuo didn't speak, he bit his lower lip and frowned.

This weird atmosphere.

Xu Yue asked curiously, "Who is Mr. Song?"

Nurse Zhang said: "An occasional strange blind man."

Yan Zhuo silently added another prefix in his heart—beautiful.

Always beautiful, and occasionally oddly blind.

"Really." Xu Yue said, "Then you don't need to care." She analyzed with reason: "Since he is a strange person, no matter how strange he does, it will not be strange."

"..."

Yan Zhuo raised her eyebrows, what she said made sense.

After dinner, Yan Zhuo bid farewell to Xu Yue and Nursing Zhang and went to 108 alone. He found that the number of times he went to 108 recently almost caught up with returning to his dormitory.

When Yan Zhuo entered, the air was filled with a mellow fragrance. He looked into Song Yan's hand, and it was coffee again.

Yan Zhuo knocked on the table and said, "Mr. Song."

Song Yan nodded and stood in front of the window, sipping his coffee lightly.

Yan Zhuo asked, "Have you had lunch?"

Song Yan said, "I ate."

Yan Zhuo let out an "oh", and then asked, "What did you eat?"

Song Yan said, "Lunch."

Yan Zhuo: "..."

That said, he didn't say anything, what did he do wrong in his last life, so that every time he chatted with Song Yan in this life, he would be so angry with him that he doubted his life.

There were many people in the corridor, Yan Zhuo forgot to close the door when he entered the house, and every passerby would glance inside curiously. Yan Zhuo frowned, he felt uncomfortable, 108 was not a zoo, what were these people looking at!

He quickly walked to the door, and when he was about to close the door, Xu Yue suddenly appeared. She took a peek inside and saw only Song Yan's back. She asked Yan Zhuo, "What are you doing?"

Her voice was barely audible.

Yan Zhuo joked: "Chat with a big client."

Xu Yue paused for a second: "Song Yan?"

Yan Zhuo nodded in surprise. He didn't expect Xu Yue to understand so clearly on the first day he arrived.

Xu Yue smiled: "Do I need to frown when chatting with Mr. Song?"

Yan Zhuo held his forehead with a headache, he said depressedly, "Coffee."

"Eh?"

Xu Yue didn't understand, and her eyes widened in confusion.

Yan Zhuo was helpless and repeated: "Song Yan, he... is drinking coffee again."

Xu Yue nodded. He suddenly understood what he meant and said, "He's drinking coffee again, so you're worried?"

Yan Zhuo grinned, not saying anything to show his acquiescence.

Xu Yue said, "You can talk to him and tell him to drink less coffee."

Yan Zhuo: "...I didn't—"

Xu Yue interrupted him: "Have no words for you?"

I didn't think about it. Yan Zhuo was helpless, and just as he was about to speak, Xu Yue interrupted him again and said, "Oh, I see." Xu Yue thought he didn't dare, rolled her eyes and widened her eyes: "I'll help you."

Yan Zhuo didn't want her to help, and just as he was about to refuse, Xu Yue bypassed him and walked straight to Song Yan's side.

She said to Song Yan, "Mr. Song, drinking too much coffee will be bad for your health. You should control it normally."

Yan Zhuo was surprised. He had been holding back in his heart and didn't know how to speak, so Xu Yue said it lightly! So simple, so casual.

A woman's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, Song Yan was stunned, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Yue introduced herself: "I'm a new nurse, my name is Xu Yue."

Song Yan nodded: "I see, Xu Yue, thank you. But—" He paused for two seconds and said unequivocally, "This has nothing to do with you."

Yan Zhuo had a problem since he was a child, he was habitually embarrassing for others. For example, now, he is very embarrassed for Xu Yue...

How should put it, Xu Yue is a girl, and out of good intentions, Song Yan just doesn't show face to point out that people are meddling, how to think and how to be unkind.

Yan Zhuo let out a "cough", trying to ease the embarrassed atmosphere, but before he could say anything, he heard Xu Yue chuckle slightly, and she said politely, "Why doesn't it have anything to do with me? , I am the staff here, and I have the duty to take care of you. If you drink something, our nursing home will be responsible, and it will also affect our nursing staff. Ah... Of course, if you don't live here, then It has nothing to do with us."

The implication is that unless you leave here, I have the right to manage you.

Her tone was too strong, Song Yan frowned.

Yan Zhuo, who was staring at him, thought to himself: want to finish...

Sure enough, within two seconds, Song Yan sent several rhetorical questions: "Is this a nursery or a nursing home? Is there a restriction on coffee drinking in the signed hospitalization agreement? Or does it clearly state the amount of coffee the inpatients drink each day? I Does drinking coffee affect your work?"

Song Yan had a bad temper and Yan Zhuo had experienced it, but it was the first time he had seen such an aggressive look.

Yan Zhuo glanced at Xu Yue in silence.

Xu Yue is also a calm person, not at all flustered by Song Yan's problem, nor embarrassed by his lack of face.

She gathered up the broken hair that fell from her ears, and said to Song Yan, "Mr. Song, I overstepped, sorry."

After speaking, she left, leaving Yan Zhuo alone in embarrassment.

Yan Zhuo thought: I have done something wrong, and I always have to face this kind of situation where I can't breathe.

He embarrassedly explained to Song Yan: "That...Xu Yue, she is the granddaughter of Nursing Home Zhang. Nursing Zhang found a lot of coffee bags while picking up the trash, so she was a little worried. So she—"

Song Yan gave a "hmm" and interrupted him, "No need to explain."

"..."

Yan Zhuo shut up, Song Yan's meaning was too obvious, that is, "I don't want to hear" four big characters. But these words have already been torn out to show the edge, and it was really uncomfortable for him not to say it, so he couldn't hold back his mouth: "I think—