"Hey, I said, Miss, it's obvious that you just came here, why is it me who is moving now. Su Tong carried a big box into the room arranged for her by Song Wenmo, and when she finally arrived, Su Tong threw the box directly on the ground and lay on the big bed that Song Wenmo had carefully selected for her.

"Because, you want to accompany me. Song Wenmo poured Su Tong a glass of water and wanted to hand it to Su Tong.

Su Tong waved his hand at Song Wenmo and signaled to her, she was very tired now, she just wanted to take a good rest.

Song Wenmo had no choice but to put the water cup on the bedside table, and then lay down on the bed.

"I said, I want to help you, but you won't let me carry it. Song Wenmo lay on Su Tong's arm, she put her hands on her stomach and looked at the ceiling.

"Isn't that afraid of tiring you? Su Tong also looked up at the ceiling, and the time they spent in the United States came to mind.

Song Wenmo loves photography, she often likes to take pictures around the campus, and she likes all beautiful things.

Five years ago, Song Wenmo met Su Tong for the first time.

At that time, Song Wenmo had just studied at that university, and he met Su Tong, who was sitting on a bench studying.

Su Tong had black and straight hair, was wearing a white dress and small white shoes, and leaned against the bench with a book. Song Wenmo stretched out a hand and felt it, the sun was just right, the temperature was just right, the scenery was just right, and the people were just right, so he thought it was very beautiful, so he immediately took the Polaroid and took it.

She handed the photo to Su Tong.

Su Tong stared at the photo in her hand for a long time, she slowly stretched out her hand to take the photo, looked at the person in the painting, and asked in English, "Is this me?"

Song Wenmo nodded.

Su Tong raised his head and looked at Song Wenmo, who smiled at her and looked beautiful. She had never seen such a contagious smile on her face.

"Are you Chinese?" Song Wenmo sat next to Su Tong, she put the camera aside and asked Su Tong.

"I'm also Chinese, let's make friends." Song Wenmo stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Su Tong.

Su Tong was a little shy, and slowly stretched out his hand, but Song Wenmo took the initiative to hold Su Tong's hand.

"yes, I finally have friends in China. Song Wenmo said happily to Su Tong.

Song Wenmo has lived in the United States since she was a child, she has been going to school in the United States since elementary school, speaking English, only when she comes home, her parents, brother will speak Chinese to her.

Although she and her family are both in the United States, part of her family's business is in China.

She is a real Chinese, but she has never been to China, which is ridiculous to say.

Su Tong's family background is not very good, she came here to study as an exchange student, and it was only a year, and a year later, Su Tong returned to China.

During his stay in the United States, Song Wenmo helped Su Tong a lot, and they also became best friends.

Even if Su Tong returned to China, they were often in contact with each other, Su Tong often made videos with Song Wenmo, and every time he went to a new place, he would give Song Wenmo photos, videos, and send them to her.

Su Tong asked Song Wenmo why she secretly returned to China, and she said that she wanted to do something meaningful to her life, and she wanted to live a good life.

Su Tong was very tired that night, so he fell asleep in bed. Song Wenmo wanted to chat with Su Tong for a while, but she fell asleep, so he didn't wake her up.

Song Wenmo took off Su Tong's shoes, straightened her, and covered her with a quilt.

She lifted the box on the ground and placed it on the table for Su Tong, but a photo fell out of her box, a photo of a man.

Song Wenmo woke up very early the next day, and she went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Su Tong, but Su Tong seemed to be up late, picked up the bread on the table, took a bite, and ran out.

"Hey, just eat a piece, can you fill your stomach?" Song Wenmo was wrapping the noodles with jam, and when he saw Su Tong running out in a hurry, he shouted and asked.

Su Tong gestured with his hand to an ok posture, and then hurriedly ran out, it stands to reason that the place where Song Wenmo lives is not far from where Su Tong works, why did she run in such a hurry.

"Wait, where is Su Tong going to work? ”

I've long heard that people go to work in China on the run, but this is the first time I've seen it, and it's really worthy of its name.

Song Wenmo wrapped the bread, took a bite, and looked ahead blankly, after breakfast, she was going to go out to find a job.

"Doctor Yu. ”

"Doctor Yu. ”

"Doctor Yu. Good morning. ”

"Uh-huh, uh-huh. Good morning. ”

......

Yu Qiubai came to work every morning and had to say hello to this group of nurses, although it was those nurses who took the initiative to greet him.

"Doctor Yu, the three-bed patient is looking for you. ”

"Okay, I'll wait. Yu Qiubai was typing a case in front of the computer.

After finishing the case, Yu Qiubai found the three-bed case on the table, took it over, and measured the temperature of the three-bed patient.

"Thirty-six degrees seven, a lot lower than yesterday, but you still have to pay attention to your diet, to be light. Yu Qiubai recorded the temperature of the three patients on the case.

The three-bed patient is a child, he likes Yu Qiubai very much, even if there is no prescribed time for ward rounds, he will often go to Yu Qiubai and ask Yu Qiubai to tell him stories.

"Brother Doctor, are you telling me a story? The little patient pouted and said to Qiubai.

After Yu Qiubai finished counting his temperature, he touched his head with his hand and told him, "Brother, I still have work to do, come and tell you a story later, okay." ”

"Good. Although I was reluctant, I agreed. "You have to come. ”

Yu Qiubai nodded, and went to the next room with the nurse to check on other patients.

In fact, these things can be left to the nurse, but Yu Qiubai still has to do everything himself.

Yu Qiubai usually wears a white glove, no matter what time it is.

The young ladies at the nurses' station also often discuss Yu Qiubai, a young lady who had just finished giving an injection to a patient, saw Yu Qiubai, and was a nymphomaniac for a long time, "You say, Doctor Yu, how can you not have a girlfriend if you are so handsome." ”

"I don't know. ”

"Who will take us away in the end, you say, will it be me? ”

Fantasy, it's all fantasy, as soon as he said it, the little nurse who fantasized about it was flicked on the head by another little nurse with his finger, saying, "Don't think about it, we don't deserve the existence of Doctor Yu." I can only watch from afar. ”

"Hey. ”

Yu Qiubai is the only one in this Renai Hospital who has trained doctors in many fields.

It may also be that you have lived too long, pass the time, and learn everything.

Yu Qiubai's day was very busy, after checking the room in the morning, the afternoon was full of surgeries.

Almost all the time of the day was spent on the way to see patients and do surgery.

"Rui Rui, there is an interview this afternoon, remember to go there. ”

As soon as Zhou Zirui finished taking the photo, his agent called him and arranged the next itinerary.

"Brother Li, can you, let me rest a little. Zhou Zirui felt that he was really tired and about to collapse, he had been working for the past few days, he had just come back from working abroad, the jet lag had not yet reversed, and so many jobs had been arranged, no matter what, he had to ask the agent to give him a holiday.

"Okay, I also know that you have worked hard, and when you finish this interview, I will let you rest for a few days. ”

"That's it, Brother Li. Zhou Zirui happily hung up the phone.

He called his assistant and asked where he was going to do that interview next, and he told him that a special reporter would come to interview him later.

He asked the makeup artist here to rearrange his hair and touch up his makeup.

"Here's my resume. Song Wenmo handed over her resume, this is already the third company she has interviewed, I don't know if it will work.

Although the first few companies are good, it is too difficult to let her do the plate she likes.

"Miss Song, you're very good, but it's just ......"

"Is this no drama again?" Song Wenmo thought to himself, it was over, and he was rejected again.