"Knock, knock"
Dr. Fang banged the door gently, which was enough to attract the attention of the people in the door.
Sure enough, mingyaode soon raised his head and looked at the door.
"Mr. Ming..."
"Shh..."
Dr. Fang's words had not been exported, but he was interrupted by mingyaode.
He put his finger on his mouth and made a silent gesture. Then he raised his eyes and looked out the door, indicating that doctor Fang would wait for him outside the ward.
He was worried that their conversation would disturb Mrs. Ming's rest.
Dr. Fang nodded, spoke again, and stepped out of the ward.
After walking along the corridor for two or three meters, Dr. Fang stopped.
The ward Mrs. Ming lives in now is adjusted. It is located in the east end of this floor. The ward is bigger and more spacious. Similarly, it is quieter. Except for the medical staff who come to check, almost no one comes here.
Mrs. Ming likes to be quiet, so mingyaode specially changed her ward here.
At this moment, the sky is dark, the window is dark, and no one comes to this small corner outside the ward. This quiet is a good place to talk.
Not long after doctor Fang stood still, mingyaode's figure appeared from the door of the ward. He closed the door carefully, and then strode towards Dr. Fang.
Different from Ming Yaohui, Ming Yaode, as his elder brother, is less fierce, but more gentle. His temperament is light, just like a cup of mild boiled water, which makes the people who come into contact with him relaxed and comfortable.
This is why Dr. Fang finally came to mingyaode after thinking about it.
After many failures, although Ming Yaohui didn't say it clearly, doctor Fang felt that he had lost patience with his treatment plan.
Just the last time, when he asked Ming Yaohui to contact Miss Yan and ask about her return date, he just heard the beginning and interrupted hastily.
"Dr. Fang, I'm more anxious about kun'er than you, but we've cooperated with your plan for nearly two months. I can't afford to wait, kun'er can't afford to wait, even if kun'er can, Miss Yan can't afford to wait."
He wanted to say something more, but Ming Yaohui didn't give him a chance any more. He made a stop gesture, picked up the mobile phone in his pocket and walked away.
It's not that mingyaode has shown more trust in his plan, but that Dr. Fang knows that mingyaode can listen to what he is striving for, or that only he is willing to take the time to listen to his explanation.
"Mr. Ming, I've come to you with something to say."
"I know."
In front of the middle-aged man, Rao is wearing a gray hair, but that lingers around the body outstanding temperament, is not reduced.
Tired let his usual benevolent face, now in the hospital corridor light, highlights a bit of old state.
For a short time, he organized the language and was about to speak when the mobile phone in mingyaode's pocket rang.
Mingyaode raised his hand and made a wait sign to doctor Fang. His face was even more apologetic.
"I'll take a call first."
Doctor Fang nodded and took back the words. ,
Ming Yaode did not avoid doctor Fang. He only stepped back two steps symbolically and then picked up the phone.
"Hello, Xiao Shu."