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Central Hospital.

Meng Qingyang and Mama Zhang had been guarding the operation room for more than three hours.

During that time, the nurse kept trotting in and out of the operating room, carrying bags of blood in her hands.

Seeing the door of the operation room open and close, Meng Qingyang and Zhang's mood also dropped.

Finally, the display light outside the operating room went out. The operation was over!

Meng Qingyang and Mama Zhang immediately stood up from the bench. Both of them had an anxious expression on their faces. "Doctor, the woman who was just sent in …"

Before he could finish his sentence, the doctor who had just walked out of the operation room answered the anxious duo without even taking off his mask, "Congratulations, mother and daughter are safe."

Seeing the two patients' family members in front of him, happiness immediately surfaced on his face. The main surgeon took off his mask, and then looked at the two people with a serious expression, "But the patient has lost too much blood, and needs to recuperate. And because the baby is premature, it should stay in our nursery for at least a month. "

Mother Zhang did not understand what the doctor meant. She only thought that it would be better if she could supplement her nutrition. The happiness on her face did not decrease in the slightest. He even took out his phone and went to the side to make a phone call, sharing his joy with Zhang Wensi.

Only Meng Qingyang realized the severity of the doctor's words.

Then we want the best maternity ward and the best crate. Doctor, I'll be counting on you now! Nothing will happen to the adults and the children. "

The doctor in front of him paused, comforted him, and praised him, "Well, we will do our best. "Don't worry, you'll be a good father."

Meng Qingyang was still worried, so he found a way to send Wen Zhizhi to the VIP suite.

Mother Zhang was outside the ward. Seeing the pale face of Wen Zhizhi, she could not help but feel her heart ache. She turned around and wanted to go back to the ward to boil chicken soup for Wen Zhizhi.

However, Meng Qingyang stopped her, "Mother, let's not rush this. Let's first ask the attending physician for instructions." This time, it's blood loss and preterm birth, so there may be a lot of scruples about the diet. "

Zhang thought so too, so she went back to Wen Zhizhi's bedside to wait.

Meng Qingyang watched as the old man followed him around nervously for a long time. He really couldn't bear to have her continue to stay here with him. He hurriedly persuaded his mother, "Mom, you should go lie on the living room sofa for a while. I'll take care of Zhizhi."

Zhang Ye's mother was indeed not as spirited as the young ones. At this moment, she was also very tired. He decided to take a break and wait for the doctor to come. He would ask him about the taboo and then go back to prepare food for Wen Zhizhi.

As a result, it was better to obey than to be disrespectful. He quietly left the room and took a nap outside.

The sunset outside the window gradually dyed the sky red. Meng Qingyang looked at the face of Wen Zhizhi, which was no longer pale, and his heart, which was hanging high in the sky, slowly returned to its place.

He stretched out his hands and took her left hand.

"Well, it's a good thing you're all right, Zizi. No matter how fast you rush, I won't leave you. I want to see you and the baby safe. "

With these thoughts in mind, Meng Qingyang lowered his head again. He gently stroked the hair on Wenzhi's forehead, which was in disarray, and gently looked at her sleeping face. Finally, he gave her a sincere kiss.

Qin Hanze did all the basic heart tests, and all the results showed that there were no problems. He no longer took this small episode to heart. He just assumed that he was under too much pressure and had yet to vent.

Thus, that night, he made an appointment with three to five friends to go to the private shooting club and have a hearty shooting match.

After the match ended, the group rested and chatted on the side. A good friend asked Qin Hanze, "Are you leaving C City soon?"

Qin Han Ze indifferently replied, "Yes. The hospital has arranged for a free medical consultation. "

"Oh, oh! "Then, we don't need to worry that no one will be able to train in the spear arts after you leave." As they chatted, some of them brought up other topics. Beside him, Qin Hanze silently watched the energy replenishing drink in his hands. His eyes were dull, as if he was trapped by his emotions.

Two days later, the paramedics arranged for the vehicles to be delivered to the hospital. Qin Hanze carried his simplified luggage and stepped onto the land of D City.

As an outstanding surgeon with a handsome appearance, a character like Qin Hanze could bring up a topic no matter where he went.

The nurses at D City Hospital had been particularly motivated these past two days. There was a surgical male god in the team sent to the clinic in C City.

In order not to lose face for the hospital, and also for the male god's favor, the D City Hospital's attitude of being responsible was raised to a whole new level.

Today, I heard that the director of obstetrics and gynecology was being tortured by his goblins: at the weekly meetings, Big Thorn shouted for the male god to come and inspect the work.

Although the department was different, he could still use some of the injuries of the older women as a breakthrough point to communicate with the doctor. He might even gain something new!

Thus, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the maternity director finally managed to snatch an hour of the male doctor's time.

Qin Hanze was still puzzled when he was invited by the hospital's obstetrics and gynecology director. The cooperation project between surgery and obstetrics had never been taken seriously by others.

However, after some thought, the more dangerous the path, the more unexpected and pleasant it was. In any case, he was only here to supervise the surgeon, so there was no harm in going.

When Qin Hanze stepped into the area of obstetrics and gynecology on the fifth floor, he could clearly feel the discussions in the corridor die down in an instant.

The ruckus caused him to unconsciously frown.

"Hey, who do you think is more handsome between this Doctor Qin and the husband of the pregnant woman who was given first aid two days ago?" There were busybodies that began to compete in beauty.

"Which woman are you talking about? We have a lot of mothers every day, okay? "

"That preterm Wenzhi! Didn't you say that her name had characteristics and was easy to remember?

"Oh, oh! That! Her husband's surname is Meng! "

"Compared to Doctor Qin, Teacher Meng is definitely still as handsome as Doctor Qin. Can you bear the temptation to wear his white coat? "

The topic of conversation was slowly changing.

A woman was a perverted creature. She was not at all afraid of being caught if she dared to discuss about looks and appearances near the party involved.

But Qin Hanze had already heard their conversation.

Wenzhi? Teacher Meng? Was it a coincidence?

Qin Hanze, with the mindset of preferring to be wrong rather than wrong, asked for a registration form. There are detailed information on the contact between the family members and the hospital admissions, identity, etc.

Good, the two names are the same, and so are the names. Their identities must be them!

Wenzhi pregnant? And with Meng Qingyang? It had only been less than half a year, how could they be together? Children... When did it happen?

Qin Hanze had a string of doubts in his heart. He decided to personally meet these two people and find out the answer.

God's hand once again linked the three of them together.

Fate is an ancient Greek drama, inadvertently give you a deep shock, sometimes happy, sometimes sad.