I heard that my boyfriend is sick

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After writing the basic information of the last scheduled patient, Ning Xi got up and went to help the doctor on duty clean the consultation room. Ning Xi smiled politely, said 'Thanks for your hard work', and left the consultation room.

Ning Xi took a mop and mopped the entire consultation room, making it shiny. Thinking that the doctors and patients who had undergone long psychological consultations would relax because of this small change, he couldn't help smiling.

Ah, yes!It's almost time to get off work!

Ning Xi took out the mobile phone in his pocket. It was only 05 minutes before 30:5. He hurriedly put away the cleaning tools, checked the front desk affairs, and went straight to the rest room to change into a nurse uniform.He looked down at the □□ group that kept bubbling with words, and was a little puzzled. After all, the group had always admired Jiang Neng's beauty quietly, so there shouldn't be such a riot.

Ning Xi proficiently poked open the penguin chat interface as she walked out. At this time, the atmosphere in the group was not as lively as before, but there were still many new fans swiping the screen, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Ning Xi Turning to the top of the chat history, only to find that this carnival belonging to Jiang Neng fans originated from a voice from a newly added group trumpet.

The trumpet is Brother Voldemort. I thought it was a boy with a second-year illness. After the administrator agreed to join the group, he didn't care. I didn't expect him to start posting advertisements as soon as he joined the group. Let everyone go to the live broadcast platform to watch Jiang Neng at 07:30 tonight The surprise show, the official news hasn't been released yet, okay?Could it be that some internet celebrity anchor wants to gain Jiang Neng's fame, so he specially came out to post a small advertisement to meet relatives and bring everyone in Hulu?

Ning Xi strode up the stairs, he turned the doorknob of his house, and quickly swipe the screen with the other hand. Sure enough, after Brother Voldemort finished speaking, some old group members began to persuade him not to post himself in the group. Don't just follow the trend and eat some unreliable poison cakes from marketing accounts, saying that he is still too naive, a scene of harmonious teaching newcomers, but Brother Voldemort doesn't seem to buy it.

[Brother Voldemort]: You don't believe me?Tonight at 07:30 there will be Jiang Neng's live broadcast.

[Brother Voldemort Wen]: Actually, I am Jiang Neng himself, and this is my manager's account.

[Brother Voldemort]: [Voice 1'53'']

Afterwards, the group was full of screams one after another. When I clicked on the voice, Jiang Neng's vivacious voice came. Ning Xi opened her mouth slightly and moved her ear to the phone.As Jiang Neng's voice became lively, Ning Xi's ears became more and more red, and Su De trembled, and like other ordinary fans, only screaming and excitement remained in her mind.However, Voldemort, who was fishing, didn't care about everyone's reaction. After causing a riot, he slapped his buttocks and dived smartly.

This trumpet is actually Jiang Neng!

Ning Xi walked to the desk with a flushed face. He was absent-mindedly updating his fan works, not even interested in reading the comments of a few loyal readers and habitual hackers.He kept Jiang Neng's voice in his collection, kept pointing and pointing, his ears went from ripe red to barely pink, but as Jiang Neng spoke, Ning Xi still couldn't help shaking his ears.

"Although I know that you speak very well, but every time I listen to it again, I feel that it sounds better."

Ning Xi obediently turned on the live broadcast platform mentioned by Jiang Neng in the group after updating his fans. It was not yet 07:30, but he was afraid that too many people would get the news, so he wouldn't be able to enter Jiang Neng's live broadcast room on time.Ning Xi had no choice but to wait in the live broadcast room ahead of time, but there was a password for the live broadcast room number, and Ning Xi was a little anxious to return, so she hurriedly picked up her mobile phone, and sure enough, the people in the group had already started to ask for the room password @江能.

[Harry Potter Wenge]: Sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time!Jiang Neng just went to eat. If you have any questions, you can wait until the barrage during the live broadcast to ask.I am his manager Seven, you can call me Brother Wen, this job account will always remain in the fan group, Jiang Neng will have the opportunity to use this account to parachute in the future, but please don’t talk about this account in private, disturb Jiang Neng !The live broadcast will start in half an hour, the room password is LOVE1314, thank you for supporting Jiang Neng!

Ning Xi entered the password with a serious face, and entered the live broadcast room excitedly.Probably Brother Wen just decrypted the password of the live broadcast room in the group. Not many people saw it. At this time, there are only more than 100 fans in the live broadcast room, and the number has been rising. The screen of the live broadcast room is not a black screen, but not It kept shaking, and the person holding the live broadcast on the mobile phone seemed to be walking, and the voice-over was a man in his 30s and [-]s.

"Here, this is the company cafeteria. Jiang Neng is eating in it. In order not to disturb other celebrities' meals, I can only take a long shot for everyone. Please wait patiently after that!" In that direction, the fans could only see a fluffy head from afar, who was eating small wontons with his head down, and that head bit by bit, instantly triggering a crazy barrage in the live broadcast room.Before everyone could take a closer look, Brother Wen quickly turned the camera away and landed on the plants outside the company cafeteria.

Ning Xi couldn't help but use her big "Ginger big cat doesn't eat ginger" to write several compliments.

He really loves Jiang Neng so much, he has his own lover filter, and he can see his handsome side just from the melon on his head!

Jiang Neng finished eating the small wontons, fiddled with his hair, straightened his clothes, saw that he was in good condition, and walked to Brother Wen with a smile.As soon as Jiang Neng's handsome face was enlarged and appeared on the screen, the bullet screen instantly became chaotic. Seeing this, Jiang Neng chuckled, and he and Brother Wen walked to the lounge while asking with a smile.

"Everyone came so early, did you have a good meal?"

[Jiang Neng's dimples]: Ahhh, I ate it! ! !I can make you beautiful! !

Jiang Neng's fans were better at playing tricks than the other, which made Jiang Neng's tone lighter. He casually told everyone about today's weather and interesting things, and made complaints about the company's dishes by the way.

"Today... Today I ate small wontons in the cafeteria. The skin is very soft and delicious, but if there is less meat, the company cafeteria will lose me!" Jiang Neng looked down as he walked. "I'm going back to the lounge soon. If you have any questions, you can post bullet chatting, but don't post too fast - it's all a mess. I don't know which one to return first. It's not good to miss the questions you want to know. Slightly..."

Brother Wen pushed open the door of the lounge and pulled a chair for Jiang Neng. The fans were appeased by Jiang Neng, and they obediently posted a barrage every minute. The questions they asked were all the same. Do you have any new shows, do you like apples or pears, and you are about to go to the exam room. Jiang God asks for blessings. My birthday is coming. I hope Jiang Neng will be safe and sound. Jiang Neng replied one by one. I am sincerely grateful to these fans who may still be in their infancy. None of them spoke words of blame, and none of them brought up Lu Ruyu and playing big names in a disappointing way. They encouraged and protected Jiang Neng's mood in their own way.

"Thank you... Sometimes, I feel that I am not worthy of your love..." Jiang Neng bowed to the phone screen. "But I know, rather than being timid, you want me to be brave and fight hard, and hope that I can be recognized by others... Thank you for your existence..."

[Jiang Neng's leg hair]: God Jiang, don't say thank you, we are your positive energy!

[Jiang Neng's dimples]: God Jiang, don't say thank you, we are your positive energy!

[Ginger big cat doesn't eat ginger] give [Jiang Neng Live] a yacht.

Ning Xi looked at the sincere Jiang Neng, stretched his hand towards the live broadcast screen, touched the cold screen, and landed his fingertips on Jiang Neng's bowed hair.

Put your hand across the screen, it's like he's mine...

Fans didn't want Jiang Neng to be depressed for too long, so they brought up the question again, and seemed very interested in the new drama "Xunxian Wendao: Playing Love". Although they knew that Jiang Neng might be a soy sauce again, they still gave idols maximum attention.

"The script of the new play will be received tonight. I will study it carefully and join the group tomorrow." Jiang Neng smiled. "It must be a very interesting character. He should be able to wear ancient costumes. Everyone is looking forward to it. Well... it's almost nine o'clock, answer the last question, everyone, let's go to bed early..."

As soon as Jiang Neng finished speaking, Ning Xi, who came back to his senses, swiped a bunch of gifts angrily, and his local tyrant spirit instantly overwhelmed other fans.

[Ginger big cat doesn't eat ginger] Free [Jiang Neng Live Stream] [-] yachts.

[Jiang Neng's leg hair]: Damn, the short-haired pussycats have grown up!Am I wrong?This famous id, damn it, made way for the short cat Juju.

With the increase in the number of yachts, Ning Xi's salary for several months was poured into the live broadcast platform like running water. Seeing his pride, Jiang Neng didn't want fans to spend too much money, he said with a smile. "Well, friends whose id is Ginger Big Cat doesn't eat ginger, don't buy so many gifts, do you have any questions?"

Ning Xi suddenly held her breath.

He quickly typed a sentence at the speed of a typewriter.

[Big Ginger Cats Don’t Eat Ginger]: (/ω＼) God Jiang, do you watch your own fans in your free time?