Chapter 2668

Xinle continued to hold his warm hand treasure and looked up at the patients not far away who were still going in and out. "At that time, I didn't understand that doctors treat patients and save people. How can people hate them to this point?"

"And now?" Mo Lu Su looked at the angry little girl in front of her, an 11-year-old child, and took her three-year-old brother to see a doctor. What she got was such a result that she would hate.

"Now, to be honest, I'm still disappointed, but I have more understanding than disappointment." Xinle said, looking at Mo Lu Su: "for example, not all doctors are like this. For example, some doctors still want to give him a slap even if I see them now."

Mo Lu Su chuckled, "from the overall situation to the part, right?"

Xinle nodded, "before I became a doctor, I felt that doctors were all the same, relying on their nostrils. I didn't care about patients at all, but later I found that not all doctors were like this, and I understood that when I was on night shift, I was really crazy."

Mo Lu Su reached out and patted her, saying that maybe it was because he was holding the warm hand treasure all the time. His palm was warm.

"The doctor-patient relationship is originally a problem, a problem that can't be solved. What you can do is to be yourself." Mo Lu said in a deep voice.

Xinle nodded, "I heard one of my classmates who also studied medicine say that their school even cancelled the course of medical ethics." Xinle said, with a touch of ridicule, and looked at Mo Lu Su, "why do you become a doctor?"

Mo Lu took back his hand after a pause.

Why become a doctor?

To fight grandma? Or is it subconsciously to get close to grandma?

Xinle saw that his face was not right, and immediately said, "if you don't want to say it, it's OK."

"No Mo Lu Su said, eyes slightly deepened, "nothing can't be said. When I was very young, I often saw the news of grandma's disaster relief on TV. At that time, I felt that she would rather save those people than care about me. It was silly."

Sinclair paused, listening to his almost self mocking tone.

When he was a child, he really hoped that his grandmother could care about him. Without his own mother, he might expect more love from his grandmother.

Unfortunately, Dean Qiao is also evading his daughter's death, so he is also evading his love for this grandson.

"Later, as I grew up, my grievance became hatred. It was like I had to let her see me. As long as I did well and my achievements could surpass her, she could see me. Gradually, the hatred became more and more intense. I even forgot that my original intention was just to let her notice me." Mo Lu's self mockery, but unfortunately, it's too late. He hasn't had time to say sorry to grandma.

Xinle felt sorry for him and held his hand tightly in his palm.

This seemingly strong man, in fact, is a child, just like trying to be mischievous, just to tell people who care: you look at me, you talk to me.

Xinle holds his hand hard, as if to transfer all his temperature to him.

Before, she felt that she loved him, but now she found that she didn't know him at all. What kind of love was that?

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