Guo Yazheng's face turned red, "I think Dr. Song is very good, and I heard that he is single......"

"Then why did you go earlier?" Guo Xiang smiled, "We have been in the capital for more than ten years, and you should have come to ask me more than ten years earlier, delaying for so long." ”

"Didn't I know him before? Besides, you didn't say you had such a teacher! Guo Yazheng said with a red face.

"Then how did you meet Teacher Song? You won't get sick, will you? Guo Xiang was taken aback.

Most people do not go to cancer hospitals, and they go to general hospitals when they are sick, and they only go to cancer hospitals when they are diagnosed with cancer.

"No, no, it's a misdiagnosis!" Guo Yazheng said, "A while ago, I always felt a little uncomfortable in my chest, so I went to the hospital to see, and the doctor said that it might be breast cancer, which scared me to death, and then I went to the cancer hospital......

"Then why didn't you come to me?" Guo Xiang asked.

"I'm not afraid of what happens, I'll confirm it first, but fortunately, it's not, it's scared to death." Guo Yazheng had palpitations, "I said it was just breast hyperplasia, and I prescribed some medicine." That's when I saw Dr. Song. ”

"You fell in love with Teacher Song at first sight?" Guo Xiang laughed.

Although Song Tingshen is in his fifties, he is well-maintained and personable, and he looks only in his forties, which is really different for mature women.

Guo Yazheng is a little younger than him, but because he has never been married or had children, he has always been very slender, and because he is a writer, he has a good temperament and looks very young.

Guo Yazheng's face was slightly red, "Didn't I never meet a suitable ...... before?"

"Grandma is getting married?" An An teased.

"Don't talk nonsense, you haven't skimmed the eight characters yet!" Guo Yazheng's face turned red, and it was a little embarrassing to say this in front of the juniors, but when he was older, it would be too late if he didn't look for it.

"Then I'll help you ask another day?" Guo Xiang said.

"Don't change the day, tomorrow, aren't you not at work anyway?" Guo Yazheng said.

Guo Xiang laughed, "Auntie, you are really anxious, I haven't seen you in a hurry for so many years!" ”

"Didn't you meet it?" Guo Yazheng pursed her lips and smiled, and when she was old, she was still moved to her heart, and her old face was blushing.

"Okay, I'll help you ask tomorrow, it just so happens that I haven't seen Teacher Song for a long time." Guo Xiang nodded.

The next day, when everyone went to school, Guo Xiang went to buy a little gift and drove to the tumor hospital.

When I arrived at the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, I looked at the doctor who was on call today, and it happened that Mr. Song was also there, so I walked towards Song Tingshen's consultation room.

There was a knock at the door.

"Please come in!" Song Tingshen's voice came from inside.

"Teacher Song!" Guo Xiang shouted.

Song Tingshen looked up and was surprised to see that it was Guo Xiang, "Why do you have time to come over today?" ”

"It's been a long time since I've come to see you, isn't there anything wrong with me now, just come and have a look!" Guo Xiang smiled and put the things in his hand on the table.

Song Tingshen didn't shirk either, "You're okay now, financially free, and you're in charge?" However, surgery still has to be done often, and if you don't do it for a long time, you will give birth! ”

Song Tingshen said that he knew that Guo Xiang's medical skills were good, and it would be a pity if he didn't do it.

Although she doesn't have to rely on this, and she doesn't have to compete for a job title or anything, she still feels a little pity.

Guo Xiang nodded, "The hospital will sometimes call me over when I encounter incurable diseases, and I will also go through complicated surgeries." ”

Guo Xiang sat down on the side, "Yanyan also graduated from college, right?" Got an object? ”

"Yes, I said I was going to get married next year." Song Tingshen smiled and said, "Her target is a government unit, I see that her family background and people are not bad, and Yanyan is not too young, she can get married!" ”

Guo Xiang nodded, she remembered that Song Yan was already in the third year of junior high school when she was in the Northeast, and now her children are eleven years old, Song Yan should be twenty-five or sixteen years old now, and getting married at this age is not too young at this time.

"If Yanyan gets married, aren't you alone?" Guo Xiang asked.

"I'm used to it, aren't I busy every day when she's at home?" Song Tingshen said, "In fact, I haven't taken much care of Yanyan over the years, many times she takes care of herself, she didn't go abroad with her mother back then, and she wanted to stay with me, I really didn't expect it." ”

"That's Yanyan feeling sorry for you!" Guo Xiang nodded, "But as soon as she gets married, you are alone, and you don't even have anyone to talk to when you go home, and you have to cook by yourself, which is so troublesome." ”

"That's easy, just go to the cafeteria and eat." Song Tingshen was unimpressed.

"Teacher Song, have you ever thought about finding another one?" Guo Xiang asked tentatively.

Song Tingshen was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "I think you are really too idle, and you have started the matchmaker business?" ”

Guo Xiang smiled awkwardly, "I don't care about you!" ”

"There's no need, I'm not young, what do I want to do so much." Song Tingshen shook his head.

"But when you get older, how lonely you will be at home alone in the future, it's not bad to have a companion to talk to." Guo Xiang said, "Although there is still Yanyan, after all, she has her own small family, and she can't be with you every day." ”

Song Yan wants to marry out most of the time to live in the man's house, and I heard Teacher Song say that her partner has a good family background, let alone a "door-to-door son-in-law", so Teacher Song will really be alone in the future.

"Let's talk about it then, what? Think I'm old? Song Tingshen joked.

"How can you, you are not old, if you say that you are only forty years old now, some people will believe you!" Guo Xiang hurriedly patted the fart.

Song Tingshen pointed at her and smiled, "It's much more oily now than before!" ”

Guo Xiang smiled embarrassedly, no, his business has not been mixed much, it has not changed.

However, seeing that Song Tingshen didn't seem to let go, it was not good to say much, so as not to arouse his disgust.

"An Zehan, let's go to work today, I'll go see him." Guo Xiang stood up.

"Here, let's go!" Song Tingshen nodded.

Guo Xiang walked to the side to find An Zehan.

An Zehan was surprised to see Guo Xiang well, "The sun really came out in the west today, and you, a busy person, are also free to come over?" ”

"You're going to hurt me!" Guo Xiang smiled, "Come and see you and Teacher Song, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"How have you been? What about children? Guo Xiang asked.

"I'm not the same as before, every day it's either an operating room or a ward. The child is in kindergarten, and we are both busy, and usually her grandmother helps to take it. An Zehan said.

Guo Xiang nodded, at that time, An Zehan's daughter-in-law was introduced by Gu Xide, the daughter of a subordinate family in the political and legal system, when she came to her house, she said that she was called Fifth Yingying, and she was still very curious about her name, and it turned out that there was a surname like this.

At that time, the two saw each other right, and then they talked about it, and then they got married.

Now that the children are in kindergarten, time flies so fast.

"Actually, I came today to be a matchmaker for Mr. Song, but listening to his tone, it seems that I don't want to remarry." Guo Xiang sighed lightly.

"Are you usually in the hospital, have you seen which doctor Mr. Song is better with, or who you like?" Guo Xiang asked.

"Nope!" An Zehan looked dazed, he didn't pay attention at all, besides, his uncle's workaholic, how could he have time to deal with the object?