Song Xi came to the door and stood face to face with Ling Yue in the corridor. She raised her eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"

Ling Yue put his hands in his pockets and said in a voice, "I don't want to contact Bai Qian any more, but her daughter is better to stay in the hospital for another week. I'll transfer the medical record to you and you can watch it for me."

Song Xi understands that the relationship between Ling Yue and Bai Qian, for example, has many insiders in the hospital. If they are transferred to other doctors, they will have side effects.

"Good." She agreed very happily, and then asked in a low voice: "is she still pestering you?"

Ling Yuejun face implied displeasure, whispered back: "I give her pull black."

Song Xi can't help showing her disdain and sarcasm. She can already think of Bai Qian's state when she calls Ling Yue all the time. Otherwise, she won't force him to delete the phone number of the patient's family members. If she is really because of her daughter's illness, Ling Yue is not a public-private person.

That morning, Song Xi went to Bai Qian's daughter's ward instead of Ling Yue. When Bai Qian heard the sound of pushing the door, she immediately stood up. Song Xi caught a glimpse of the makeup mirror that she quickly took back in her hand.

In a place like a hospital, beautiful women doctors and nurses wear light make-up, not to mention the patients, who don't have a good face. Bai Qian, a family member who lives in bed with her, is always dressed in fancy clothes, and her clothes are never the same. What she knows is that her daughter has just finished the operation, but what she doesn't know is that she thinks she is a stepmother.

Bai Qian's act of making up in the ward alone is enough to make Song Xi feel disgusted, but her face is still, especially when she asks the little patient, the corners of her lips are like angels.

After Song Xi asked, he told the nurses around him to check his heart rate several times a day, and then he turned around to go.

"Dr. Song..."

Song Xi turns around and Bai Qian stops her.

Song Xi heart mirror like, face quietly asked: "what's the matter?"

Bai Qian smile: "want to talk with you alone."

Song Xi let others go first, she and Bai Qian to the door.

"What's the matter?" Song Xi habitually put his hand in the pocket of his robe. His face without makeup is different from Bai Qian's face with makeup.

Bai Qian looked at Song Xi and said with a smile, "why didn't your elder martial brother come here for ward round?"

Song Xi did not want to say: "our internal arrangements."

The implication of this is that I don't want to explain to you.

Bai Qian smell speech, face smile unchanged, said: "who do the operation, who is responsible for postoperative observation, I still have this common sense." After that, without waiting for Song Xi's response, she added: "I've been in love with Ling Yue for so many years, especially the rules outside your heart. I'm half an insider."

Is she happy to mention that she has been in love with Ling Yue for so many years?

Song Xi almost gave her a sneer. At that time, she said that it was better to call it a flash marriage after breaking up. To put it bluntly, it's just to ride a donkey to find a horse, and to fall in love with Ling Yue while secretly developing offline.

That is to say, Ling Yue didn't find her cheating during her love.

Bai Qian smiles, Song Xi also raises his lips, but his eyes and tone are cold: "you are half an expert, I am an expert, are you questioning our arrangement? Or do you have any comments on the process of my ward round just now? "

Bai Qian then showed a helpless expression, said with a smile: "Dr. Song, I have no problem with you, but you have any problem with me?"

Song Xi has never been afraid of things. Since Bai Qian has said that, Song Xi doesn't care to be clear.

"Since it's not my job, what's the difference between who makes rounds? Or do you just want Ling Yue to check? "

Bai Qian nodded as if there were no one else: "I think Ling Yue is very good. I like him very much."

Song Xi is on top of it in one breath. She almost doesn't vomit blood. It's not that her mouth can't be on top of it, but that there is no such person as Bai Qian in her consciousness.

He secretly adjusted his breath, and Song Xi laughed angrily: "what kind of love do you like?"

Bai Qian looked directly into Song Xi's eyes and said, "what kind of love do you think it is?" In fact, she is very beautiful. In the past, Song Xi said that Bai Qian was the beauty of gentle country. She seemed soft and weak, but she had all kinds of manners. Only in the past, Bai Qian, who nestled beside Ling Yue, had already changed. Maybe Song Xi never understood her.

However, Song Xi has only one point of view. Now Bai Qian is not Ling Yue, but also Qiao Aiwen's potential enemy. She is the master of protecting her weaknesses. She immediately said, "no matter what kind of love it is, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. If you thank Ling Yue for saving your daughter's life, it's unnecessary. It's the doctor's duty to treat patients and save others, not your daughter. If you want to rekindle the old love

When Song Xi said this, he suddenly laughed. He was very harmless, but he opened his mouth and said, "to tell you the truth, I know Ling Yue's girlfriend now. I'm 24 years old, and my family background and appearance are very outstanding. You should have seen it in the hospital recently. Even if you haven't seen it, you should have heard about it. His girlfriend is very kind to him and sticks to him every day. Once upon a time, my elder martial brother was busy working, I don't have time to fall in love. Some people can't stand it and go away. Now my elder martial brother is in his thirties, and his work and career are stable. The only big thing next is to get married. He has so many girlfriends. He doesn't talk about it, but he's a treasure in his heart. "

Song Xi is a good heart thrower. She knows that the most taboo thing for a woman is not her looks, but her age. Especially for a beautiful woman like Bai Qian, a 24-year-old Song Xi says is enough to make Bai Qian's heart sink when she is six years old. This move is called fighting without fighting.

The smile on Bai Qian's face is obviously a little hard to hang. She stares at Song Xi for a few seconds and says, "I haven't offended you."

Song Xi's face was as usual: "yes, you didn't offend me, but you have hurt Ling Yue. I don't want to comment on your previous practice, but you have influenced him once, so it's hard to influence him again?"

Bai Qian's face changed several times, and then her eyes suddenly showed forbearance and grievance. She sobbed in a low voice: "I know I was wrong. I came back this time just to make up for the frustration of that year..."

Song Xi is covered with goose bumps, almost shivering, just like Bai Qian. If a man sees it, nine out of ten have to be soft hearted. If he is a woman, he will be shaken in a moment when he sees it. However, this kind of emotion will disappear in a flash. Song Xi's face coldly interrupts: "you don't have to explain this to me. It's useless whether I listen to it or not, I just want to advise you, don't work hard. Ling Yue won't look back. It's not just because there are better people around now. Even if he is alone, you can't

Song Xi is just telling the truth, but he stabs Bai Qian's weakness. Bai Qian is like a cat whose tail has been trampled on. She suddenly stretches her body and says harshly, "why do you say that to me? Are you Ling Yue? What qualifications do you have to make a fuss here? "

Song Xi stands in the same place, the reason for frowning is nothing else, it's the eardrum shaking a little painful.

Qiao Aiwen came out of the elevator. Before she could see clearly, she heard this sentence: are you Ling Yue?

Who?

Who called her Lao Ling?

Is it a doctor who doesn't have eyes?

Eyes from the clear moment switch to combat mode, Qiao Aiwen quickly forward, looking for sound.