On that day, Ji Wanxi just returned to the lounge and took off her mask. A little nurse came forward and said that a house collapsed and saved an injured child. Please let her go and have a look.

Ji Wanxi put on a mask, "I'll go right away."

Qing Mu Han wanted to find Ji Wanxi, but he pounced on him.

There were not enough beds in the placement place. The child was placed on a chair. His pants were full of soil and stained with mottled blood, but the child sat on the chair obediently without crying.

Ji Wanxi's heart tugged.

She hooked her hair with her hand and didn't care if her clothes would be dirty. She changed her posture and knelt on one knee.

Qingmu Han is coming at this time.

Ji Wanxi reached out and took out alcohol and gauze to bandage the child. While bandaging the child, she gently comforted the child. Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and calm, and her expression was extremely focused. Qing Muhan watched, and her heart suddenly jumped.

Time suddenly found that he missed how much of her beauty.

If their children are still alive

Qing Mu Han took a deep breath and his throat was astringent.

"Wan Xi..."

"I have a job now. Please don't disturb major Qing!"

Ji Wanxi didn't look back, his voice was cold.

Qing Muhan didn't go either, so he stood at the door and watched Ji Wanxi gently bandage the little boy, and then the little boy was taken away.

Recently, the hospital knows that major commander Qing is chasing Ji Wanxi, and no one dares to approach him, coupled with the cold and fierce image of Qing Muhan in the outside world.

When the little boy left, Ji Wanxi and Qing Muhan were left in the consulting room.

With his last experience, he dared not move any more. Looking into her eyes, his throat became more astringent. Finally, he turned into a sentence: "Wan Xi... Sorry."

Ji Wanxi was stunned.

She never thought that one day Qing Muhan would apologize to her.

I once thought that if Qing Muhan could be better to herself, she would be a good wife and mother, but with time, her heart cooled, hurt, and gave up.

Ji Wanxi sighed softly in the bottom of her heart.

"We... Are over."

Qing Mu was frozen, and the bottom of his heart hurt like a needle. Thousands of thoughts came to his mouth.

"Wan Xi, I know what happened at the beginning. I love you all the time!"

The air is silent.

"Ah..."

Ji Wanxi was depressed and didn't open his head: "it's just a moment of confusion. I don't want you to compensate me. Everything won't come back. Don't say these words again."

"Ji Wanxi, I love you, really love you, give me another chance!"

Qing Mu Han gasped and suppressed his voice, looking at Ji Wanxi.

Ji Wanxi chuckled. After a while, he said, "I... Don't love you anymore."

Qing Muhan clenched his fist, "you..."

Suddenly, the door was knocked hurriedly.

"Meeting, meeting!"

Everyone gathered in a hurry in the hall.

The Dean issued a very important and thorny matter.

Now the vaccine is in the final experimental stage, and the unrest in the isolation area has been calmed down because of the arrival of qingmuhan. However, there are more and more bodies in the cemetery. Now the weather is autumn, and it is cooler, but the bodies that cannot be buried will also bring about a greater epidemic.

Yan Hexuan looked serious and looked at the dean. After a long time, he slowly said, "I have a proposal, burning!"

"No!"

The Dean suddenly stood up.

Ji Wanxi was surprised that Yan Hexuan dared to put forward this bold idea.

She believed in the bottom of her heart that Yan Hexuan was considering the epidemic situation.

But now everyone has just begun to accept western medicine, but it is limited to western medicine and some simple instruments. The idea that the parents of human hair and skin cannot be destroyed is still deeply rooted.

Burning is not a trivial matter. I'm afraid the families of the dead who are still in the quarantine area can't accept it and cause greater riots.

Yuncheng is relatively conservative, unlike Yancheng and Haicheng, which are open for regional reasons.

Hearing this, Qing Muhan also tightened his eyebrows: burning the body, I'm afraid this proposal will not be approved by the superior.