Jing Hao came to the office in the morning and just put down the thermos bucket in her hand and saw the test results that the little nurse put on her desk, she just took the scan to the central system, and while flipping through the time to check the operation time that could be discharged recently, the little nurse knocked on her door with a sad face.

"Doctor Song, No. 3 won't let me give him an injection again."

Naturally, she wouldn't say that she accidentally talked too much about gossip yesterday and provoked people, anyway, it wasn't the first time that she didn't cooperate.

Jing Hao took the thermos bucket on the table and motioned for her to push the medicine and come along.

When I pushed the door in, I saw that Xu Xiangyang was also there, and there was still half sadness on her face that had always been hippie smiling, and her eyes lit up strangely when I saw her.

Jing Hao avoided his gaze, put the thermos bucket on the table, and took yesterday's bowl, which was originally thin and beautiful, and a crack was broken, and a small opening was missing on the edge of the bowl.

The little nurse standing behind her saw the notch in the bowl and was about to speak, when she caught a glimpse of the man on the bed and wisely swallowed the words back.

This is a small bowl that Dr. Song put in his office for decoration, why is it being broken like this now?

Jing Hao casually put the bowl back on the table, knocked on the newly brought thermos bucket, and looked at Xu Xiangyang who was sitting on the side, "Let him drink a bowl of porridge first, and I'll come over for an injection in half an hour." ”

Xu Xiangyang looked up and looked at the person on the bed, and his whole body trembled twice, "Don't," he looked at Jing Hao with a sad face, "Doctor Song, you see that I am a big man, where can I take care of people?" And I'm going out on a business trip in the afternoon, and I don't know who else can take care of him. ”

The little nurse was about to say that she could find a nurse, but the person who spoke had immediately taken over.

"Doctor Song, you also knew Abo back then, knowing that he is a notoriously difficult person to serve, if he really doesn't want to eat, even if the five nurses are here, he can not move, yesterday I drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, or for your sake, but now the company has something to do without people, if I leave again, he will really fend for himself."

"I'll just say, can I trouble you, Abo is also your patient, and his health condition still has to trouble you to be responsible......"

According to the original information, Lin Bo did not eat a healthy diet after the treatment, which led to the extreme deterioration of his physical condition.

What's more, she has to find time for him to operate now, and it is best to recuperate his body to the best condition first.

Jing glanced at the pleading look on Xu Xiangyang's face, turned her head and called the person who was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, "Get up, drink the porridge first." ”

Lin Bo opened his eyes to look at her, and then looked at the head of the bed, "It's too far to reach." ”

Jing glanced at her, unscrewed the thermos bucket in the past, and the familiar and attractive smell permeated the entire ward, she served porridge while instructing the little nurse who was a little dumbfounded, "Today the second is going to be discharged, you give him today's needle first." ”

The little nurse sighed twice, and walked out like a soul leaving the body, and couldn't help but look at it twice when she finally closed the door, Dr. Song is right to be good to people, but when is it so good that he even handed over the food by himself?

And, what did the person next to him say just now, they knew each other before? And know it well?

She pondered all the way, and when she returned to the nurses' station, she couldn't wait to spread the latest news.

After Jing Hao filled the porridge, she planned to go to another ward to take a look first, but someone put the bowl when she raised her foot to leave, and her position was very clear.

She looked at the porridge bowl that was abandoned on the table, and explained helplessly, "I'll go to the other wards first and come back in ten minutes." ”

With Song Jing's good character, this sentence is already a promise.

Lin Bo picked up the porridge he had just put aside, scooped a mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth, his expression was very calm, "Well, you can go by yourself, I won't send it." ”

He looked like he was holding his sick and weak body to support his wife to continue working.

Jing Hao didn't bother to talk to him anymore, opened the door and walked out, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the other wards, she turned to the office first and got the test sheet that she had casually put on the table before.

As a result, when she returned to the ward, the person on the bed put an extremely unhappy black face on her, and she didn't even lift her eyelids, "You went out for eleven minutes and forty-eight seconds, and it was overtime." ”

She walked over and looked at the bowl on the table first, and after making sure that the porridge inside had been eaten, she took out the test sheet in her coat pocket, and checked it carefully according to the plan transmitted by the central system.

Lin Bo's complaint was not answered, and he was glaring at him angrily, but at a glance he saw her standing by her bedside holding a blank piece of paper and looking at it attentively, and the well-lit ward opened the curtains and the warm sunlight jumped in, spreading the splendor on the ground, and also casting a sparkling light on the face of the person in front of her.

He was in a trance as if he saw the little girl standing on the rostrum, holding the speech and reading the manuscript expressionlessly, so beautiful that it seemed that many years of time were just a blink of an eye, and he had never been separated.

The heartbeat of the first sight, the dead skin of the pursuit, the dazed helplessness after separation, and the confusion of these years.

The bad places are all folded, leaving only the good.

Lin Bo suddenly chuckled, and gave a bright smile to the person who looked at him suspiciously, "I still remember chasing you before, you have been ignoring me, I changed the script you were going to speak on stage in a fit of anger, I wanted to see you helpless and send it to you like a hero, but your face did not change for a while, and you directly memorized the manuscript." ”

He was talking about his high school days.

Jing Hao searched in her memory, and soon remembered this incident, in fact, how could the girl have the calmness she seemed on the surface, when she opened the manuscript and saw only the huge "I like you" on it, her heart was so nervous that she almost jumped out, but the teacher next to her looked at her suspiciously, as if she was going to come over to help her, so frightened that she directly pinched the manuscript in the palm of her hand, and her mind was blank and recited the manuscript that had already been ripe by intuition.

When I came down, my back was wet, but the culprit boy still came up and complained to her quite unhappily, "You actually memorized the manuscript?!"

She glanced at the smug person on the bed, and blurted out without thinking a word, "Your words are so ugly." ”

"Ugly? Where is my word ugly?! Lin Bo's face was full of unhappiness, feeling that the infinitely warm atmosphere before had been completely destroyed by the uninteresting person in front of him, so he directly opened the drawer on one side, took the paper and brushed and wrote four words.

It's exactly the same as it was back then.

It's just that the boy's handwriting is obviously mature at this time, and there is more of a man's flavor between the lines, smooth and chic but with a ruffian aura that comes out of nowhere, and the master is exactly the same.

Such a person almost died.

Jing Hao looked at the words in a daze, and unconsciously revealed some regrets, but was fully seen by the person on the bed, and was slowly covered by the pleasure that came up.

Lin Bo leaned back on the bed and said in a flat tone, "If you want to hear me say this, just say it directly, and don't beat around the bush with me." ”

Jing Hao gave him a white look and didn't say much, but when he pricked the needle, he changed the black needle.

Lin Bo lay on the bed and watched her Shi Shiran leave, and muttered silently, "Only villains and women are difficult to raise." ”

Lin Bo's physical condition gradually improved, and the surgical plan set before Jinghao was also mentioned on the bright side, just at this time, Director Luo came back, looked at the arrangement, and only said, "It's a bit of a fuss." ”

Jing Hao didn't say a word, and delivered food to Lin Bo as usual at noon, the two of them have spent more time together recently, and Lin Bo didn't know where she often didn't take care of eating when she was busy, and every time she ate, she had a new trick - if you don't eat, I won't eat either.

She put aside the fried yam that Lin Bo gave her, and opened her mouth directly, "Director Luo is not satisfied with the surgical plan that was set for you before, and he may have to change it." ”

Song Jinghao's time in this hospital is short, and sitting in the current position with her education and ability has made many people have gossip to talk about.

What's more, she can only be said to be the assistant manager of Ward 3, and the surgical plan is not up to her alone.

Lin Bo glanced at her expression that hadn't changed much, and replied with his usual smile, "He didn't pay for my medical bills." ”

In the afternoon, the dean brought a wave of people to condole, inquired in detail about the physical condition and medical wishes of several patients, and ordered the operation plan after returning home.

Lin Bo's surgery was set according to the previous quiet, and the chief surgeon was also her, and Director Luo took over a series of treatment work for the newly admitted No. 2 with a smile.

Before entering the operating room, Lin Bo shook Jing Hao's hand, the warm palms touched, and there was wet sweat on both sides, he smiled at Jing Hao, and gently let go of his hand.

Lin Bo didn't stay in the hospital for long after the operation, and when Jing Hao was sure that he could be discharged, he hurriedly packed his things and prepared to leave.

The driver sat in the car and waited with him at the door of the inpatient department, thinking that he would have to wait for a while, but the people behind him signaled him to drive, and when he was about to arrive at the door of the company, he heard a sentence, "Anyway, it's mine sooner or later." ”

But even he didn't expect to meet Jing Hao so early.

In the evening, I had dinner with the person in charge in the box, and I was talking politely, when the door of a box next to me opened, and Song Jinghao walked out of it, and there was a well-maintained middle-aged man behind him, who was lowering his head and telling her something.

When they raised their eyes to look at each other, they were a little surprised, and the people on both sides also froze with their movements.

The person standing beside Jing Hao looked at them suspiciously, turned his head and asked, "Okay, you know?" ”

Before he could finish his words, Lin Bo had already strode over, dragged Jing Hao into the private room they had been in before, and trapped the person between the close body and the door panel as he closed the door, and the hot breath he exhaled hit her cheeks much faster than usual.

"You said you couldn't come to see me off if you had something, just to have dinner with this old man?"

Jing Hao pushed but didn't push, but smelled the less obvious smell of wine on his body, "You drink?" ”

The two of them were in a stalemate and had to wait for each other's answers, and finally Lin Bo raised three fingers, shrunk them one by one, and signaled that they would speak together after counting.

"I didn't drink."

"That's my dad."

Lin Bo was stunned when he heard the answer, and finally couldn't help laughing, "You were pulled over by me without any resistance just now, just to see me make a fool of myself in front of my father-in-law?" ”

He didn't wait for Jing to speak, and took care of himself and continued, "Since the parents have met, shouldn't our relationship be determined?" ”

"What's the relationship?" The man trapped in his arms quietly looked up at him, and the lights in the box were turned off when they were gone, except for the light that came in through the window, enough for him to see the expression of the person in his arms, and to hear the words that came out of her red lips.

"Let's talk about it when you catch it first."