Chapter 9

"Xuewei, do you know him?" Su yuluo put the orange back on the bedside table. "Do you know what kind of person he is? What do you know about his family background? Love is not a child's play, and it is not as simple as you think. When two people are together, they often pay attention to matching each other“

"Sister, don't lecture me about your past. Not every relationship is the same as your experience!" Su Xuewei was angry when she heard the cold water poured by her sister.

The rain turned white and her breathing was not smooth. "Su Xuewei, I don't care what you think, but you just can't like that person!"

She won't let her sister embark on her old path again!

"It's my own business. No one can manage it." Su Xuewei doesn't get the oil and salt. Don't open your face.

"Dong Dong -"

Shuer, when the door of the ward was knocked, Mu Beicheng came in from the outside with slender legs.

The golden sunshine came in from behind him and cast a lonely shadow. He stood there, cold and arrogant and lonely, such as being left alone and refusing people thousands of miles away.

"Doctor mu, you're just in time."

At the sight of Mu Beicheng, Su Xuewei immediately smiled on her unhappy face, "if you don't appear again, I'll be dead by my sister."

Mu Beicheng walked towards Su Xuewei on the bed without expression, and his sight didn't fall on the rain on the side.

"How are you feeling today?"

He picked up Su Xuewei's checklist and scanned it quickly.

"That's it. I don't think it's much better." Su Xuewei held her head and pretended to be uncomfortable.

Mu Beicheng glanced at her with his slender black eyes and put the checklist back. "Your brain is no longer in great trouble. In the afternoon, I will help you directly transfer it to orthopedic doctor Liu."

"Ah?" Su Xuewei was surprised.

I've only been in brain surgery for a few days. I haven't had time to confess to him. I was transferred so soon. Wouldn't my efforts be in vain?

"Doctor mu, but I'm still very uncomfortable. I don't..."

"Su Xuewei."

Mu Beicheng interrupted her words coolly, "every bed in our brain surgery is very expensive, and every bed is used to save the dead and heal the wounded."

"But, I......" Su Xuewei wanted to explain her grievance.

"I hear you like me?" Mu Beicheng suddenly changed the topic.

The rain suddenly became nervous. She didn't know what the man wanted to say.

Su Xuewei also looked at him in surprise.

"Don't try in vain. You're not my dish at all! And... "He glanced indifferently at her leg in plaster, lifted the corners of her lips coldly and said with a smile," I can't imagine what kind of low IQ a stupid woman should have if she jumped off a building to commit suicide for a man“

He said, glancing at the rain with a bad look, "I heard that low IQ can infect people, and you are not worth my painful price!"

"……"

The rain fell and took a deep breath. A certain part of his chest seemed to be stabbed by something, which hurt faintly.

This sentence is familiar. Four years ago, the man's words were still ringing in his ears. He said, Su yuluo, I heard that low IQ can infect people, but it doesn't matter. I'll let you infect enough. Do you say we are infected with saliva or directly... Sexually?

"Also, I already have a girlfriend."

Suddenly, Mu Beicheng's words suddenly pulled the rain in his memory back to reality.

She was stunned for half a second and her eyes darkened.

And Su Xuewei had tears in her eyes.

Also, just those heartless and insidious words, several girls can stand it.

"You clean up and prepare to change the ward this afternoon."

Mu Beicheng finished and turned out of the ward.

"Anyway, I won't give up!" Su Xuewei lay in bed and shouted obstinately at his back.