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"Late, late!"

"Good night!"

Song Bingjue and Mu Goodnight called Mu Goodnight's name almost at the same time.

Because of Song Xiaosi's car accident, Mu Wan'an was exhausted, and he had drawn so much blood at once just now, and then Goodnight's body collapsed all of a sudden.

"Doctor! Doctor! Nurse! ”

Seeing this, a little nurse passing by in the corridor hurriedly ran over.

"What's the situation?"

Seeing Mu Wanye, who fainted in Song Bingjue's arms, there was a cotton swab on his arm that drew blood downstairs: "How much blood did she just draw."

“400CC。”

The nurse touched Mu Goodnight's head, and there was no sign of fever.

"Rest assured, it's nothing wrong with her, it's just that she's overtired and has too much blood transfusion, and it's much better to give her some fluids."

The nurse asked someone to push over a bed, sent Mu Wannight into the ward, and gave her an injection.

"Song Bingjue, I'll take care of you here at good night, you go to the door of the operating room and guard Xiao Si!"

"Okay."

Compared with Mu Goodnight, who was lying in the ward and was not in danger of his life, Song Bingjue was of course more worried about Song Xiaosi in the operating room, so he agreed without saying a word.

Guarding the door, Song Bingjue only felt that time had never been so difficult, and every second was painful for him.

"Xiao Si, please!"

He sat on the bench and looked calm, but he was already flustered in his heart: "Xiao Si, you must not be fine!"

No matter how powerful it is, but Song Bingjue is a father after all, and his son is the flesh of his father's heart, how can he not be sad.

Song Bingjue couldn't wait to investigate this accident now, but he wanted to guard Song Xiaosi.

So there was only one way to go: ask Han Xiu for help.

The action of taking out his mobile phone became weak: "Hey, Han Xiu, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

？？？

Han Xiu, who received the call, was stunned for a moment.

He brought the phone from his ear to his front and looked at it carefully.

"That's right! It's the president! ”

But why did Song Bingjue become so polite when he spoke? Han Xiu felt that there must be something strange in it, it must be some kind of excessive seeking.

"President, you say."

Although his mind was full of questions, Han Xiu's request for Song Bingjue could never be refused.

"Help me investigate the car accident that hit and injured a child an hour before Guangming Street, and all the surveillance footage around at the time."

This is not an easy task.

Wait a minute! Car accidents that injure children??? Could it be Song Xiaosi?

Han Xiu held his breath, and on the phone, he could clearly feel the uneasiness and powerlessness in Song Bingjue's tone.

"President, could it be Xiao Si..."

He didn't go on.

"Hmm."

Hearing Song Bingjue's affirmative answer, Han Xiu's heart also chuckled, how could there be a sudden accident.

Han Xiu's first reaction was that someone must have deliberately framed him. His eyes were suddenly full of murderous aura.

"Don't worry, President! I'll definitely do it! ”

He must find out, no matter what kind of price he pays, for Song Bingjue, for Song Xiaosi, Han Xiu should not be underestimated.

"Thank you."

This time it was Song Bingjue's private matter, and it was about Song Xiaosi, Song Bingjue felt the need to say thank you.

"President, you don't have to be polite with me."

Han Xiu felt unfamiliar like never before, Song Bingjue in his impression would never bow to others. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad again.

Han Xiu took care of the temporary work at hand, so he freed up all his time to help Song Bingjue investigate.

"Doctor! How's my son doing! ”

Song Bingjue saw that the door of the operating room was pushed open, and the doctor walked out of it, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "How is my son?"

No matter how beautiful the world is, the doctor will always see when human nature is at its most vulnerable.

In the operating room, in the ward, in the morgue, there is no place without desperate people. In addition to the huge workload that doctors have to face every day, they also have to face the pressure of these public opinions and the torture of patients.

"The patient is out of danger," the doctor said.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue's heart suddenly relaxed, and the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"After a while, I need to be transferred to the intensive care unit, and after two days of observation, if there are no problems, I can go back to the general ward."

"Good! Thank you doctor! Thank you doctor! ”

Song Bingjue's sky, which had been cloudy, finally saw a sunny place.

"The operation was successful!"

Song Bingjue, who had always been as calm as ice, immediately went to Mu Wan's ward and told them the good news.

"Great!"

Song Jiajia was so excited that she was about to cry.

But Mu Wannight still didn't wake up.

"Wake up! Xiao Si is fine, when you wake up, we will go to see him together. "Song Xiaosi is fine, and Mu Goodnight's heart can also land.

Song Bingjue sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding Mu Wan's hand tightly.

"I'm sorry, Song Bingjue."

Song Jiajia sat on the other side of the bed and guarded Mu Goodnight, Song Bingjue looked up at her when he heard this, and his eyes were already full of tears at the moment.

He didn't speak, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"If I hadn't taken Goodnight to that candy store, Goodnight wouldn't have taken Xiao Si there, and what happened today wouldn't have happened."

She said as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, trying to take all the blame on herself.

"I don't blame you, it's not your responsibility."

"Why is it not my responsibility, it is my responsibility, I shouldn't have taken Goodnight to that candy store, it's all my fault, it was I who sent Xiao Si to the operating room, it was I who let Mu Wannight lie here..."

Her eyes were lowered, and her eyes were full of self-blame, this was not the Song Jiajia that Song Bingjue knew.

Song Bingjue couldn't bear to see her blame herself like this: "I'll find out."

He chose to tell Song Jiajia about it.

"What?"

Hearing this, Song Jiajia is certainly not a fool, of course she can understand that the implication of this sentence is that someone did it on purpose.

"Who the hell is it!"

Immediately, Song Jiajia was filled with righteous indignation, and her sense of self-blame quietly faded a little, but she was even more angry in her heart.

"It's okay, just leave this matter to me." Song Bingjue patted his chest and promised.

"However, I have something to trouble you, these days, help me take good care of Song Wanwan and Xiao Si, Wanwan is weak and needs someone to take care of her."

"Don't worry, it's on me."

In fact, Song Bingjue will also be in the hospital in the next few days, but he said this to alleviate Song Jiajia's sense of self-blame.

"Xiao Si..."

Mu Goodnight's mouth made a muttering sound

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"Good night, you're awake!" Hearing Mu Wan's voice, Song Jiajia was so happy that she woke up, and she didn't have to worry anymore: "Do you know that you scared me to death!"

As soon as Mu Wan'an opened his eyes, he saw Song Jiajia and Song Bingjue on both sides of the bed. I don't know, I thought it was Mu Goodnight who had the car accident, and it felt really bad to be surrounded by people.

"I'm fine." Although he fainted, Mu Wannight was very aware of his physical condition.

Looking at the hanging needle hanging from the ceiling above her head, she looked at her hand that was being grabbed by Song Bingjue, and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand out of Song Bingjue's hand, but after seeing Song Bingjue's fragile expression, Mu Wan'an felt a little unbearable. This practice was abandoned.

"Late and late, Xiao Si is out of danger, and now he is observing in the ICU, and he will be able to come out soon."

Song Bingjue immediately told her the good news at the first moment when Mu Wanqing woke up.

"Great."

The remaining tears seeped out from the corners of Mu Goodnight's eyes little by little: "Great..."

Her mouth was full of broken thoughts, although her face was full of tears, but Song Bingjue knew that Mu Wannight was happy.

In the intensive care unit at this moment, Song Xiaosi was lying alone on the hospital bed, although there were nurses accompanying him 24 hours a day, but for him, he was still lonely.

Mu Goodnight happened to think of this as well.

She tried to sit up, and Song Bingjue saw that she was ready to get out of bed, so he stopped her: "Where are you going?"

"I want to see Xiao Si."

Mu Wan's tone was weak, and there were some requests.

"No, Xiao Si is in the intensive care unit, family members are not allowed to enter, you are so weak now, when Xiao Si wakes up and sees you like this, won't you be more worried? So you better take care of your body, so that Xiao Si can wake up and see you healthy and healthy, is that okay? ”

Song Bingjue did not envy good night, and patiently persuaded her.

"Shall I look out the window?"

"Song Bingjue, let her take a look."

Song Jiajia understood that Mu Wan'an was worried that Song Bingjue might deceive him in order to let her recover well, and if she didn't see Song Xiaosi alive with her own eyes, she might not be able to sleep for a few days.

Song Bingjue couldn't screw her.

"Okay."

Song Jiajia and Song Bingjue supported Mu Wannight left and right, and Song Bingjue held the bottle of medicine for Mu Wannight with his other hand.

When she came to the door of the ICU ward, she leaned on the window and saw Song Xiaosi lying on the bed at the moment, with an oxygen mask on her face, and her body was also dissatisfied with various machines. Tears welled up in her eyes again, and this time, she was finally relieved and took the initiative to return to her hospital room.

"I'm fine."

She immediately showed a smile: "You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine now."

"Good night, I'm glad you could say that."

"Dangdang..."

A knock on the door came into their ears, and when they looked up, they saw that it was Ji Ling, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck, and he hurried over after seeing that he had just finished the consultation.

"I almost forgot! You work here. ”

The moment Song Jiajia saw Ji Ling, she remembered that this was Ji Ling's work unit. Oh no, what she was even more curious about was how Ji Ling knew.

"I gossiped about this news from a colleague, a handsome guy and two beauties, it's obviously you!"

Ji Ling joked, enlivening a somewhat deserted atmosphere.