Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Chen didn't care: "It's not the same with you."

Aisen wanted to say, we are different, I am a man, and you are a woman.

Even if you look like a man again, you are a woman...but he didn't say, just stayed with him.

He has been with Qin Chen for several years.

Without knowing Qin Chen, he knew when Qin Chen would be happy, when would he be unhappy, when he would be in a daze because of certain things, what he disliked the most, what he liked most.

He knows too much about him, and he even knows the brands he likes to wear.

He checked and found that they were all from a certain Italian brand with a unit price starting from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, but Qin Chen had almost 60 square meters of dressing rooms, and the cabinets were all men's models of this brand.

Eisen also occasionally saw Qin Chen sending him home after being drunk.

After he saw it, he felt that Qin Chen's preference for this brand was paranoid.

Perhaps it was not this brand that made him paranoid, but someone.

How did he go from a woman to the man everyone thinks today.

His expression is often lazy and beautiful, and his posture is impeccable...nearly perfect, for women to appreciate and adore.

If Eisen had never thought about it before, then when he flipped through an outdated magazine, he saw a cover magazine by the heir of the premier Chinese family in Italy, and he understood how Qin Chen became what he is today Look like.

He is imitating a person, he is like this, hypnotizing himself that the person has not left.

He turned himself into that way.

Qin Chen is one of the best doctors, a genius who was recognized in the medical world as a century-old, but no one knows that Qin Chen is ill, the illness is in his heart, and there is no cure.

Because that person has already reached heaven.

In Aisen's blue eyes, he understood him, but he didn't let Qin Chen know.

Because of him, I don't want to disturb him.

A sleeping soul, awakened, can sometimes be painful or dangerous.

After Qin Chen turned around with him, he saw Zhou Chongguang guarding at the door when he left.

Qin Chen's pace was paused: "Zhou Chongguang, Mizuki is very good, would you like to see it?"

Zhou Chongguang was surprised and pleasantly surprised, "Can you?"

Qin Chen smiled, "Of course you can!"

Zhou Chongguang's thin lips were tightened, and there was a hint of tension.

And Qin Chen still said something to him, "For a week, Mizuki can't eat. He must go through the initial rejection period before he can try some food. These days, he has to rely on nutrition injections."

His voice was lowered: "It may be thinner and not very beautiful, but this is a necessary process."

And when it was still good, bad, bad, he could hardly bear to talk to Zhou Chongguang.

Zhou Chongguang nodded slightly: "I know."

Qin Chen took him in, and when Zhou Chongguang looked at Xiao Shuimu, a man that big almost cried out.

In just one day of the operation, Mizuki really lost a lot of weight, and now he really looks like a little monkey.

As a father, he choked and couldn't speak, full of heartache.

Qin Chen patted him on the shoulder, "It's fine to get through this period. As long as you get through it, you will still grow fat and white."

Zhou Chongguang nodded, "Thank you."

Qin Chen put his hands in his pockets and regained his usual laziness: "Your son has been with me for a year, and I am not at a loss, and he performed his first human operation.