Chapter 5: I can't spare you next time
Soon, however, her mother's situation quickly dissipated the distractions and shocks that had flashed in her heart.
She hurriedly followed out and followed Song Shuang to put Hu Hui in the ambulance.
When he was about to get into the ambulance, he was stopped by the paramedics: "Miss, you are not a family member of the patient, you can't get in the car!" ”
Gu Baisheng opened her mouth and wanted to say, 'This is my mother', but there were a lot of people around, and she didn't want to be dragged to slice and study because of such a strange thing as borrowing corpses to return her soul, so she had to bite her lower lip and give up getting into the car.
However, she was very anxious, so she turned her head and took a taxi from the side of the road, and asked the taxi master to send her to the Second Courtyard of Beicheng.
After entering the Second Courtyard of Beicheng, Hu Hui had been sent to the rescue room.
And according to the nurse, it was Song Shuang's son-in-law who followed up.
Hearing that Song Shuang followed up, Gu Baisheng felt a little complicated.
She reluctantly had to marry Song Shuang back then, and after marriage, Song Shuang knew that she had someone in her heart, and she didn't ask too much of her.
They were a couple who shared the same bed and dreamed of each other, after the death of her son.
Because of the death of her child, she completely broke with Song Shuang and separated from each other in the Cold War.
Although he did not agree to the divorce, she felt that there was no conjugal relationship between them, and they were worse than strangers.
She also felt that Song Shuang would not have too many feelings for her death.
For her family, there will be no concern for her after her death.
But I didn't want to, when my mother had an accident, Song Shuang, the son-in-law who was not very favored by my mother back then, was the first to rush in and send her to the hospital.
She stood guard at the door of the rescue room, anxiously waiting.
I don't know how many hours later, the lights in the rescue room suddenly went out.
The door was also opened.
Gu Baisheng didn't have time to see clearly who the doctor who didn't take off his mask was, so he rushed up, grabbed the other party's arm, and asked him, "...... How's my aunt doing? ”
The tall male doctor glanced at her coldly, and his fingers mercilessly took away the hand she was holding his arm, and then took off his mask and said to her with a face that she had never seen before, with a cold and unfamiliar expression: "I don't remember that my mother-in-law has a relative like you. ”
He was born very well.
Among men, his appearance is that of a handsome and slightly gentle gentleman.
His eyes and eyebrows are particularly good-looking, with long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and pupils like heavy pupils, deep and serious that people dare not look directly.
When he was with him, Gu Baisheng was always under a lot of pressure.
He was a top student in the School of Medical Sciences back then, and he was a rare figure in a century-old school for decades.
When she married him, it was like a mustard entering a wealthy family.
It is also like a high-climbing pheasant that flew up to the branches of the Song family and became a phoenix.
Because Xu understands this kind of unequal marriage with each other, she rejects Song Shuang and never pleases him.
The little inferiority complex in his heart widened more and more, and finally became an insurmountable gap and high wall between him and Song Shuang.
She was afraid that he would look at her with such a cold look, for she could see alienation and disgust in his eyes.
That was the expression she was most afraid of seeing in countless midnight dreams after marrying Song Shuang.
She couldn't help but take half a step back, frowned, and explained bluntly: "That, I met Aunt Hu when I was an intern in the Second Hospital. ”
Song Shuang looked like she was looking at something dirty, her noble long eyebrows frowned slightly, and her voice warned her emotionlessly: "Dead your thief heart, even if Gu Baisheng dies, don't want to have a relationship with me with a name similar to her, and don't play tricks to contact Gu Baisheng's family again, next time I know, I won't be able to spare you." ”
Gu Baisheng looked at his good-looking but ruthless face, his heart tightened suddenly, and his fingers not only grabbed the corners of his clothes.
Song Shuang's cold eyes swept over her and walked straight forward.
Gu Baisheng stood stupidly, and suddenly felt that the real Song Shuang was not the gentle man who was tolerant and tolerant of Gu Baisheng as a husband and wife.
It's this one.
This cold, ruthless, and cold man can hurt like a knife.