Song Xiang is the first day of taking office today, and the colleagues who come and go have a dull attitude towards her, and occasionally see a polite person who will squint slightly and respond warmly, for this hospital, Song Xiang is airborne.

From Shuyang airborne to the small place of Cloud City, everyone knows that they are here to make achievements, draw a beautiful page on their resumes and then return to Shuyang City, and the worth class can jump a springboard, bright and dark rise, first envy and then it doesn't matter, in short, Song Xiang is a person who can't be retained, and he doesn't have to spend time to communicate.

Song Xiang also knew what they would talk about behind their backs, what they thought, she didn't explain much, even the introduction was simply skipped, and then carried her breakfast, pushed open the office door, sat at her workstation, turned on the computer, stared at the lit up screen and peeled off a layer of wrapping paper under the custard bun, the hot smoke made her fingertips hot, and the two fingers parted the bun skin a little, and ate the stuffing in small bites before eating the skin.

Today's work is not complicated, she took over an inpatient whose condition has improved, and she will go to the ward for a while, and in the afternoon, she will go to the clinic according to the schedule, and then continue to write about the unfinished project in Beijing in the evening.

Halfway through breakfast, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated against the pocket, Song Xiang hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe off the crumbs on his fingers, then took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and found that it was a message from a colleague from Shuyang Hospital, secretly relieved, slid the message with the mobile phone in one hand, and continued to take small bites with the bun in the other.

【Song Xiang!!!! (crying) How is work today, have you been bullied! 】

【Brother!!】 (crying) wronged]

[Don't talk about your brother! Can we bear this kind of grievance? 】

【Can't!】 】

[Must not!] 】

【Can't!】 】

[Can we bear this grievance? Give it to your brother right away! Arrange first class! The fastest flights, the most VVVIP service. 】

[That's right!] It must be arranged clearly]

[Brother Gui! Pack your things! Brother, I'll buy you a plane ticket! 】

Song Xiang swallowed the last mouthful of soy milk, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyebrows, the group was still swiping the screen excitedly, and even the detailed list of meals sent by the personnel department was brushed by this group of people, she smiled helplessly, and quickly clicked on the button with her thumb: It's only been less than an hour since I went to work, I haven't been wronged, don't make trouble!

The group was silent for half a minute, and suddenly the ghost cried wolf, shouting that your brother misses you, come back quickly, Chen Yu went even further, and recorded a tearful video of the intern at the toll booth, the young man's eyes were red from crying, swollen as big as a walnut, and he was still talking about Doctor Song... Dr. Song... As soon as the camera turned, a group of doctors in white coats had no image at all, and the words "Brother Gui" were hanging on the door of their heads, and finally the fat director rushed over with a tube of injections and said that he would kill this group of brutes who ruined the image of the hospital.

Song Xiang looked at the video and squinted and smiled, thought about collecting it to the folder, the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't go down, and after sending a message in the group, he turned off his mobile phone and took the patient's information to prepare to go to the ward round.

Song Xiang: Leave a way for the director to live.

Song Xiang on the first day of work, although colleagues are not waiting to see, but also safe and sound, after work next to the hospital bought a fast food in the hand to take the bus home, although the work is not busy, but the first arrival is still a little tired, she looked at the road traffic a little distracted.

Song Xiang really didn't come here for promotion, she took the initiative to transfer over, everything about Shuyang made her want to escape, whether it was her career or... Family, the thick sense of exhaustion is increasingly pressing down on the shoulders, Song Xiang just wants to go a little farther, to have a place to escape.

"You have to have a degree of willfulness!"

Song Xiang remembered what her mother said to her, and the strict requirements she had for her since she was a child, and she lived a step-by-step life according to the arrangement of her family, so that everyone was satisfied. The most capricious decision I have ever made is to transfer to Cloud City, this place is not big, a strong town atmosphere, there will be a noisy vegetable market downstairs, back home, the lamp next door can shine on their own balcony, very warm.

There is a feeling of being alive.

The vehicle was waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, Song Xiang raised his eyes to look, took out two coins from his pocket, and waited for the red light to turn green.

"Huh! Stinky boy, you wait! Two or three young men came running from a distance, and one of them smiled and stepped back, while speaking: "You guys are too slow, you can't pass the physical fitness class!" ”

"Gu Yu, you fart!" A slightly shorter young man sweated and chased after him: "Fuck I'm the ADC bit!" By the brain! Can I compare with you! ”

"Hurry up!" The man named Gu Yu said with a smile, but when he turned around, he bumped into Song Xiang at the bus stop.

Song Xiang was hit unguarded, the fast food box in his hand staggered and almost threw out, a pair of powerful arms grabbed the crumbling waist, Song Xiang's glasses slid to the tip of his nose, and he saw that face apologetically and said sorry, and then quickly let go and ran back to the team.

She stood firm, pushed her glasses back into place with trembling fingertips, stared at the muscular figure and was slightly stunned, missing a bus.

Song Xiang can still think of those arms for many days, maybe the time of appearance is too good, when she is the most emotional, those arms are even more powerful, she even feels that in the process of falling, these arms grabbed her in time.

Thanks to this little episode, she rarely had a good dream.

Gu Yu...

That Gu? The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower? Or is it a wordless care? The universe or the feather of a feather? The name is so good, listening to the pronunciation, I feel sunny, like a scorching sun, not like myself...

"Doctor Song." The anxious nurse called out to her at the door.

Song Xiang came back to his senses, and his phoenix eyes were still a little dazed: "What's wrong?" ”

"There is a patient sent to the emergency department, he has been stabbed in the buttocks, the wound is a little big, Dr. Liu is not there, can you please go and treat the wound?" The nurse said apologetically.

Song Xiang smiled warmly, then stood up and picked up his things and walked out: "You're polite, it should be." ”

When she stepped into the ward, she saw the familiar figure lying on the hospital bed, with her back to her, her pants torn open a long mouth, and the exposed skin was covered with blood.

She bent down and peeled off the fragments of her pants to see the wound, the wound was not deep, but the area was not small, and it still needed to be stitched, Song Xiang lowered her eyes, and whispered to the nurse to prepare needlework, cotton and other needed items, and then took the case list and saw the name on it - Gu Yu.

Song Xiang's eyes flashed for a moment, and then she regained her composure, hung the splint next to the hospital bed, took out gloves from her pocket and put them on, the person lying down suddenly fluttered, which scared Song Xiang a lot, Yu Guang collided with Gu Yu, she stabilized her mind, the tip of her tongue against the back molars, and her mind was divided into two sides.

Are you looking at me, do you recognize me? Remember me?

The shirt I wore today is not wrinkled, and the clothes are all smelling of disinfectant I don't know if he likes it or not. The wound is so big, it must be very painful, otherwise he wouldn't have fluttered, he turned out to be an e-sports player, so powerful, is the arm ligament good? Will not hurt often.

Song Xiang thought while neatly preparing the tools.

If you are injured, will you still be taken to this hospital? No, don't come.

Remember me?

"It's okay, Dr. Song." The nurse reminded in a whisper.

Song Xiang's eyes were slightly lower, and he flicked the open gloves back to his wrists, and said in a deep voice:

"Take his pants off."