Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

‘Yamin Hospital was full of people, and the automatic registration machine was all occupied. Leia did not have a medical insurance card, and she did not bring the medical examination form.

She took out a sunscreen mask that covered the edge of her eyes. She closed her bag and asked the receptionist with a smile, "Hello, | forgot to bring my medical examination form. How should | solve this problem quickly? The fastest way." The receptionist replied with a polite smile. "Are you an employee of the Yamin Group?" Leia nodded.

The receptionist gave her a form and asked Leia to fill it in. Then, she told her where to go and check. Leia had a good memory and remembered all.

She took the form to consultation room 312, which the nurse had mentioned, and knocked on it. A male voice came from the room. "Come in." Leia did not change back into her flat shoes. She reached out to push open the door and placed the list on the table. When Chris saw the list on the table, he understood. He wore a mask, took the stethoscope from his white coat, and hung it around his neck.

"Pull your clothes down a little. | need to listen." It was a tone that was exclusive to doctors.

Leia narrowed her eyes. She felt that this person looked a little like the morning jogger she met this morning. This mask...

She didn't see the face under the mask, so Leia was not 100% sure.

Seeing that the patient did not move, Chris reminded her again. His tone was calm and emotionless. "Pull up your clothes." Leia came back to her senses and responded calmly. She did as he said, unzipped her black down jacket a little, and said, "Okay." The stethoscope was placed outside her shirt. Leia did not move as she cooperated with the examination. However, her gaze was fixed on the man in the white coat. His eyebrows were dark, and he had a high brow. He lowered his head. His eyelashes were about the same length as hers.

Chris looked up and met her gaze. When their gazes met, Leia did not look away. She realized that there was a handsomeness about him that would make her unable to look away.

"Have you stared enough?" Chris retracted his stethoscope, took it from his ear, and hung it around his neck.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Leia apologized. "I'm sorry. | often size up the doctor. Is the examination done?" Chris did not believe her. It was not the first time a woman stared at him like this. He did not pay much attention to it. He just took it that his handsomeness attracted others. He sighed in his heart that women all liked good-looking men.

He briefly explained the medical examinations he had prescribed for her in his usual tone. He was attentive.

At last, he added, "I've also arranged a gynecology check for you. After the examination, you don't have to show me the gynecology department's things. The second floor, consultation room 213." Leia frowned when she heard that there were so many projects. Her good-looking eyebrows were like two thin ropes pulled tightly, squeezing into the middle bit by bit. 'Is he planning to sweep my entire body?’ she thought.

After a moment of silence, Leia glanced at the list in her hand and asked, "You can't read the prescription of the gynecology?” To outsiders, they might think she was teasing Chris, but that was not the case. Leia was only doing it for convenience. If this doctor could read the prescription of the gynecology, there was no need for her to go to two places. She still had a meeting. With so many checkups, she was afraid she couldn't rush back in time for the meeting.

| ask you to do it for me?" Chris refused. "I can't. You need to go to consultation room 213 to get a sample first.” Leia understood. She zipped it up and stood up. "Thank you." Chris was polite. "You're welcome. It's my

she is capable? It has nothing to do with me." In less than an hour, all the inspection projects had been completed, and the results were out. Yamin Group did a good thing in this aspect. They had opened up VIP

Results were given priority.

took the form and went to consultation room 312 again. The screen at the door showed the doctor's name, Kimble

knocked on the door politely. The same male voice came from inside. It was muffled, perhaps

say anything. She placed the form on the table and even carefully helped spread it out. This action made Chris subconsciously look up at her. His voice became gentler. "Have a seat.” She did not disturb him and waited quietly for the doctor's diagnosis. Chris was still reading the prescription seriously. "Have you been to the gynecology department?" Leia reolied, "Yes, | did. There's

know more about it, you can ask in consultation room 213 from just now." Leia asked, "We can't rule out that reason, can we?" The topic changed. How could a curettage surgeon like him discuss gynecology with a patient? He was speechless. He did not intend to continue the discussion and changed the topic. "Yes, you're a little anemic. From your ultrasound, you have Hashimoto's thyroiditis." She had always known about this. She had already found out about it when she was in Sapphire City. Ignoring the

long time to replenish one's energy with food, so the effects of the medicine are faster..." Leia said, "Prescribe the medicine. | want it fast." Hearing this, Chris was stunned for a moment.

Chris's first impression

other problem. After writing

Group was free of charge. There was no need for the

try to follow your instructions.” Chris looked at the closed door and smiled. Leia, who was outside the door, also smiled. How could she not stay up

2 in the morning. It had been almost half a year, and she had no time to

occasionally. Therefore,

Yamin Group's boss was willing to take over the company tomorrow,

about it for a while, she felt it was unrealistic.

a pair of rimless glasses. One could tell that he

she's especially elegant. One look and | can tell that

had something on in the morning, he asked

receive patients. He was basically in charge of

day. At this rate, you may have as many

the pocket of his white coat and said, "I'm a surgeon, not a psychiatrist. I'm afraid that if | sit down again, I'l be transferred to another department.” Kimble said, "Fuck, I'm fucking from the internal medicine department. Were you mocking me?" Chris turned around and faced Kimble with the back of his head. "It's good that you can hear it. There's nothing bad about psychiatry. At least your mental state is normal.” Seeing Chris walking out, Kimble shouted at him seriously, "No wonder you're single." "Yes, just let me know when you get married.” Chris did not take his words to heart at all. He heard it, and that was all. After all, Kimble said it 800 times