A group of people went out in a mighty way, but they couldn't stand in an elevator. Cen Qinghe was the only one who took the elevator to the operating room with the old man as a family member.

Arriving at the floor where the operating room is located, the nurse said to Cen Qinghe, "let's take the patient in first. You wait here. Someone will call the patient's name later. The family will go to the next room to sign."

"Good." CEN Qinghe nodded and saw the old man pushed to the operating room by the nurse.

She stood waiting. A few minutes later, cen Haifeng, Xu Li and others came up by another elevator.

Xu Li asked, "are you in the milk?"

CEN Qinghe nodded.

CEN Haifeng said: "is it necessary to sign the pre-operative risk undertaking certificate?"

CEN Qinghe didn't want to talk to him, but now he had to say "well.".

Xu Li took the bag, took out the wallet from the bag, and then counted five hundred yuan and handed it to Cen Qinghe. "When you go in later, you have to give people red envelopes. Take them."

CEN Qinghe did not answer, "I have."

Xu Li handed it forward again, "here you are, Ma. Take it."

CEN Qinghe looked down and said in a low voice, "I've made money myself. I won't spend any money at home any more."

CEN Haifeng's face was like earth color, but Xu Li, who didn't know it, said in a voice: "this child, you can be stubborn. After that, don't I and your father's money belong to you?"

CEN Qinghe didn't make a sound. Wan Yanhong said with a smile: "there's too much money. It's OK to give your nephew and niece. We don't want too much money."

Xu Li likes Cen Qingke, so she pats Cen Qingke on the shoulder with a smile and puts the money in her hand into his pocket. "Here, I'll give you the pocket money."

CEN Qingke pushed his hands and hid away. "No, madam, I have money."

Xu Li gave it up twice. Cen Qingke didn't want it. Wan Yanhong said with a smile, "no, I'm kidding. I don't want your mother's money."

This way, the front nurse holding the microphone asked: "Gu Yuzhen, Gu Yuzhen's family, Gu Yuzhen's family come to sign."

CEN Qinghe reacted quickly and walked quickly.

"I am."

The little nurse pointed to the door behind her and motioned Cen Qinghe to go in.

CEN Qinghe opened the door and went inside. The door was a small place. There was a window with iron railings on the right wall. The position inside the window was very large. It seemed that it was part of the operating room.

A woman doctor in a sterile robe stood by the window. Her hat and mask were tightly blocked. She handed Cen Qinghe a piece of paper. She raised her hand and took off half of the mask, revealing her mouth: "are you Gu Yuzhen's family member?"

"I am."

"What is your relationship with the patient?"

"I'm her granddaughter."

The woman doctor nodded and then said, "I'm the anesthesiologist for your grandmother's operation later. Besides her high blood pressure, is there any other disease?"

CEN Qinghe said: "my milk heart disease is very heavy, and diabetes, affect the operation?"

The woman doctor said, "it doesn't matter. Director Li is the authority of Ophthalmology. There are more than ten similar surgeries every day. There won't be any problems. I'm also a routine inquiry."

CEN Qinghe felt uneasy and bowed his head to sign on the paper.

As she handed the paper back, she also handed the 500 yuan she had prepared.

The female doctor said with a smile: "no need..."

CEN Qinghe said: "please take care of it for us. I'm old and I'm afraid."

Her eyes were red. The woman doctor even took the money and said politely, "don't worry. I'll go in and see the old lady later. It'll be OK."

The traditional idea of Chinese people is that when you go to a hospital, you must spend double money. You have to spend the money and give the red envelope money. If you give the money out, you can live in peace.

As soon as I got out of the small room, another newcomer came in to give me money. The family gathered around and asked Cen Qinghe how he was.

CEN Qinghe wilted back two sentences, cen Navy said: "Qinghe looks bad, wear so little, is a cold?"

Xu Li went to pull Cen Qinghe's hand. It was cold. She frowned and said, "I went back to the hotel last night. Didn't I see the clothes on the hanger? Go back and change it, and see who wears you like this in the whole hospital? "

It's not surprising that Xu Li is angry. Everyone is wearing long clothes and trousers, and even thin sweaters and cotton padded clothes. CEN Qinghe was the only one. He was wearing jeans shorts in his windbreaker, and his two long legs were exposed. It was cold.

CEN Qinghe was soft all over, and her head was dizzy. She was not willing to toss, so she whispered back: "wait for my milk to come out."

Xu Li was impatient, frowned and said in a low voice, "you have to milk for half an hour and more than 40 minutes. Go back and change your clothes first. Don't get a cold."

CEN Haijun and WAN Yanhong also stand on Xu Li's side and ask her to go back and change her clothes.

CEN Haifeng wants to speak, but facing Cen Qinghe, he is ashamed of himself. He has no confidence in his heart, so he dare not make a sound.

CEN Qingke said, "sister, why don't I go back and get it for you?"

CEN Qinghe sighed from the bottom of his heart and said: "no, I'll go back and change it myself."

Xu Li was relieved and said calmly, "is the room card in hand?"

"Well." CEN Qinghe answered and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Looking at her back, Wan Yanhong murmured in a low voice: "it seems that Qinghe is not happy to come back this time."

CEN Navy way: "worry about her milk Bai, see that eye is swollen, designated a night did not sleep well."

CEN Haifeng fidgeted and said in a voice, "you can sit there and wait. I'll have a cigarette."

CEN Qinghe took the elevator downstairs, wrapped in a casual windbreaker without buttons, and walked forward. When she reached the middle of the hospital lobby, she was only called, "Cen Qinghe."

She subconsciously stops and sniffs.

Looking to the left, a few meters away, a young woman in a red cashmere coat was standing. She was dressed well. In addition, she was carrying a red fruit basket with a lace bow in her hand. The whole person was like a walking flame, and the color of others behind her was dim.

If Xing Xiaoru hadn't given her a dose of prophylactic injection in advance and hadn't seen her for three years, cen Qinghe would have forgotten Yang LuChen. But now when she saw this half strange face with delicate makeup, she quickly thought of her high school days when everyone didn't make up, everyone was plain faced, and so was Yang LuChen.

Look at the eyebrows, it's really her, just make-up.

They looked at each other several meters apart. In recent years, there has never been any confrontation between them. At most, they just brush past each other in school and look at each other unfavorably.

Looking at him for more than three or five seconds, Yang LuChen took the initiative to walk towards Cen Qinghe.

She was shorter than Cen Qinghe. Now she stepped on a pair of high-heeled boots no less than eight centimeters, so she was taller than Cen Qinghe who was wearing flat shoes. Standing in front of Cen Qinghe, she didn't smile and said with surprise and precaution: "it's really you."

CEN Qinghe put his hands in his pocket and said, "yes, it's so clever."

Yang LuChen looked at Cen Qinghe's face and said in a lukewarm voice: "is it a coincidence? I've been taking care of Xiao Rui these days. How about you? Who did you hear that Xiao Rui was hospitalized here? "

It's not good and aggressive.

CEN Qinghe was not happy. When he heard this, he was even more angry. Her face was still, and she said directly, "your uncle's drunk driving hit people. Fortunately, Xiao Rui's life is big, otherwise you really don't have to hush here and ask before and after you warm up. At that time, you should think about how much money you can give your uncle."

Yang LuChen has never quarreled with Cen Qinghe so closely. She just broke up with Cen Qinghe by Xiao Rui.

Smell speech, her obvious eyes a stare, pause for a while, this just dissatisfied tone reply way: "you fortunately mean to say Xiao Rui life big, do you know that day he is also drunk driving? Don't you know why he drinks and why he drives after drinking? "

No one told Cen Qinghe that Xiao Rui was drunk driving when he had an accident. Why... She knew it.

Seeing that Cen Qinghe was speechless, Yang LuChen looked like a righteous man and said in a cold voice, "Xiao Rui had an operation for more than eight hours in the car accident. After the operation, he felt numb and shivered with pain; The doctor didn't let him move, but let him stay in bed and rest. Life was taken care of by a nurse. He was strong. Every time he had to get out of bed and go to the bathroom, every step he took, his face turned pale with pain, and he was sweating all over; His mother changed every day to make delicious food for him. He didn't eat a mouthful and didn't even speak, so he spent a month in bed. CEN Qinghe, in his most painful time, you don't come back, what do you want to do now? I heard that you are doing well in the night city. Is that why you abandon Xiao Rui? If I knew that, I would never give Xiao Rui to you. "

Yang LuChen said that he was filled with righteous indignation. Cen Qinghe cut the flesh with a blunt knife at the bottom of his heart, and the pain was so great that he changed his face.

Looking at the woman standing in front of him with red eyes, cen Qinghe said in a low and indifferent voice: "don't use this word, Xiao Rui is never yours."

In a short sentence, the irony in Cen Qinghe's eyes is too obvious. Maybe her voice is too confident. In a word, Yang LuChen's face changes from white to red, and then from red to black. It's like changing face. It's wonderful.

The two men stood in the hospital lobby, looking at each other, seemingly saying nothing, but in fact, in eye contact, they had fought for 300 rounds.

In the end, Yang LuChen's eyes disappeared, and she was confused by Cen Qinghe, so she turned her eyes around and said angrily, "Xiao Rui used to be yours, but now she is not and will not be. I just want to advise you that if you divide, you will. Don't think about going back. You chose not to want Xiao Rui. Now don't have the cheek to come back to him. "

Originally, cen Qinghe didn't want to have any contact with Xiao Rui any more, but Yang LuChen in front of him was noisy and maddening. Therefore, for the sake of women's jealousy and natural temper, cen Qinghe looked back at Yang LuChen without blinking, and deliberately said, "if you don't let me find him, I won't find him? Who are you? Who are you, Xiao Rui? When you become his girlfriend, you come back to me to say that. "