1037, you ...... You've strangled me
Unknowingly, Sweetheart has been back for a month, and due to her special relationship with Qinglang, she was temporarily transferred to work in Beiting 301 Military Hospital, and she can no longer be Qinglang's little follower.
Situ Qinglang is also angry and helpless about this, although he has just made a great contribution, but he is still the proud son of the past who has lost his former glory, and now Meng Feng's momentum is booming, no one has any extra thoughts to pay attention to him, but they all hug Meng Feng's thighs.
All hopes are pinned on his eyes to be able to regain his sight, his eyesight can be restored, his career is like this, and his marriage to his sweetheart is even more so.
The two still live together, at first he could sleep in separate rooms, but he couldn't stand the fact that he missed his sweetheart too much, so the rumors spread, and everyone said that he was messing with the relationship between men and women, after all, he and his sweetheart had been divorced, and now he was sleeping with his ex-wife, what kind of system did this become.
People fell from a height, everyone was eager to step on their feet, Situ Qinglang broke the can, and ignored those rumors.
Sweetheart will not pay attention to it, she is originally a person who only has Qinglang in her eyes, and it is more important to her to be able to return to Qinglang's side than anything else.
A month and a half later, Sweetheart invited his mentor abroad, Dr. Michelle, a doctor of brain, and at the same time, Qinglang also found a well-known domestic brain and ophthalmology expert, and they formed a team of experts to conduct a comprehensive examination of Situ Qinglang's cranial cavity.
Due to his clear military background, Dr. Michelle had a lot of trouble entering the country, and he was almost stopped and taken away for inspection, but his sweetheart asked Wei Chirong to help escort him, which allowed him to avoid various political disputes.
The depth of the situation and the subtlety of the atmosphere may not be experienced by those who have not experienced it at all.
It takes a week for the results of the examination to be determined, and this week the sweetheart is like an ant on a hot pot and is anxious, this is the only place where she can't help Qinglang, she is afraid that Qinglang's intracranial congestion has become so serious that it is inoperable and can only be resigned to fate, so she can't sleep well.
One morning, Sweetheart was applying skin care products to the mirror, and suddenly screamed "sigh" and looked at Qinglang aggrievedly: "Look, I have gray hair." ”
There were three white hairs growing in an inconspicuous place on sweetheart's bangs, Situ Qinglang was distressed, and reproached: "Let you worry about it all day long, I told you, this is the case with my eyes, can it be worse?"
said so, but Sweetheart knew that Qinglang was also nervous, after all, it was about his life and the hope of seeing again, even if he said it easily, Sweetheart could see the tension in his heart.
"People just show you a look at your white hair, who said that I worry about your affairs blindly! Besides, I should worry about it, after all, the mentor was introduced by me, if he doesn't like you, won't it ruin my reputation!"
Situ Qinglang tightened his sweetheart from behind and looked into her eyes from the mirror. Looking at her like this, he doesn't know how long it will last, he just hopes that God can let him look at his sweetheart a few more times, and don't be so cruel to them.
Sweetheart suddenly looked at the sink with a strange face, retched twice, and pulled his arm away: "You...... You've strangled me. ”
"Sweetheart? Situ Qinglang wondered, how could he be willing to strangle his sweetheart to vomit?
Sweetheart patted her chest and waved her hand: "You don't have a light or heavy hand now, you have gone to the hospital, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”