After eating the small rice balls, I also felt that my strength had recovered a little, and I grabbed the notebook on the side and looked at it, "I don't have today's infusion task anymore."

She looked at Song Yin, "You can also go home early to rest, I'm fine by myself."

"I think there's a problem."

Duan Frost: ......

"You don't always have to deal with me, can you? I really want to be alone, I don't like a place with a lot of people."

He could see this, his eyes turned in thought, and he said in a roundabout way, "You accept it like this, you should also be clear, I, you can't stop it."

There is no doubt about that.

Duan Hanshuang opened his mouth, wanted to say something, rolled his eyes, and simply closed his eyes and was silent.

"Buckle button!"

The assistant knocked on the door, took the mobile phone, and whispered, "Mr. Song, Mr. Li is calling!"

Song Yin frowned slightly, took the phone, and looked at Duan Hanshuang: "I'll go out and answer the phone first."

Duan Hanshuang ignored it unexpectedly, closed her eyes tightly, and her eyelashes were still shaking.

Song Yin smiled and didn't speak.

There were a lot of people coming and going from outside the corridor, and Song Yin walked to the fire escape before talking.

Duan Hanshuang in the ward heard that there was no movement outside the door, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the food and equipment arranged around him, and pursed his lips and sighed.

She doesn't want to get involved in a wealthy family, she didn't think about it before, she doesn't want to it now, and she won't take this path in the future.

Song Yin is very good, but the person standing next to him should not be himself.

Duan Hanshuang lifted the quilt and walked to the window, the sun was spreading on her face, her pale little face was shiny, and her slightly drooping eyes revealed a trace of sorrow.

"It's mainly a matter of feelings, and it's all so upsetting." She stared at the tall buildings in the distance, her eyes becoming more and more out of focus, and a dark haze twisted on her originally calm face.

She thought of Bo Yunxiu.

"Come on, here!"

"Come, push...... Slow down...... Pay attention to the hanging bottle ......"

There was a commotion behind him, and Duan Hanshuang looked back and saw several doctors pushing a patient in.

She didn't live in a single room, the hospital had a lot of people every day, and people were quickly admitted to the hospital.

She didn't want anyone to live in, not only because she liked to be quiet, but also because she didn't want more people to suffer from the pain.

"Doctor Duan, this patient is newly received, and we don't have enough in the ward for the time being, so we will be assigned to you......

Duan Hanshuang looked at the busy doctors, and his eyes finally fell on the old man: "Which doctor's patient is this?"

"Oh, it's the doctor's."

"Doctor Duan, this old man has no relatives, no son and no daughter, he was sent in or a passer-by reported to the police, can Doctor Duan please help take care of it at night?"

"The inflammation of the wound can lead to a high fever, and he has no money to hire a nurse, so our hospital has donated a sum of money...... So there's really no way around it."

Duan Hanshuang wanted to say that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, but now he looked at the old man who looked like a withered tree, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

"Well, I'll take care of it, and you'll have to pay more attention during the day."

The doctor's eyes were overjoyed, and he nodded again and again: "Thank you, Dr. Duan! Thank you, Dr. Tuan!"

Duan Hanshuang bowed slightly, and his tone was not cold: "You're welcome."

Several doctors whispered around the old man about the condition, probably also paying attention to Duan Hanshuang, she is a well-known cold face in the gods, and some of the new doctors are a little scared of her.

The fox eyes on the tail of the eyes, the pupils are slightly upward when not smiling, and the corners of the mouth are pursed downward, which was originally a charming appearance, with her indifferent expression, it makes people feel that it is a kaolin flower that is difficult to touch.

When the ward returned to calm, Duan Hanshuang walked in front of the old man, the diagnosis and treatment sheet was neatly placed, and she swept it lightly, with a deep and solemn depth hidden in her eyes.

The more Duan Hanshuang looked at it, the deeper his brows wrinkled, and he groaned as he looked at the old man with deep eye sockets.

After a long time, the sound of the electrocardiograph disturbed her thoughts, and she said in a deep voice, "Good luck."

Even if the curtains were opened, the sunlight could not find the old man, but only fell on the side of the bed.

It was as if there was a great hope in front of him, but there was no way for him to change it.

When Song Yin came back, he saw Duan Hanshuang sitting in front of the old man in a daze.

Song Yin: "Are you a relative?"

Duan Hanshuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lost his strange look, and said lightly, "No."

"Oh, that's the new patient."

"Would you like to change your room?"

Duan Hanshuang's questioning gaze slowly fell on him.

Song Yin's eyes turned quickly, and he hurriedly added, "Don't you like to be quiet! If you live with two people, sometimes you will get noisy......

Duan Hanshuang retracted his gaze indifferently, and his thin lips opened lightly: "What do you think he can disturb me now?"

The old man was unconscious, save for the sound of a machine working on the side.

"Won't he be noisy when he wakes up?" Song Yin was unwilling and retorted.

"He won't be noisy."

"How can you be sure?" Song Yin sat on the edge of her bed, propped her elbows on the edge of the bed and asked.

"Because he has cancer."

"What cancer? Maybe it can be cured!"

"There is little hope," Duan Hanshuang couldn't help frowning when he said this, as if he had a thorn in his throat, and he was slightly hoarse: "The king of cancer, you should know what cancer......

She raised her eyes and looked over, Song Yin's narrow eyes were dark and shining, like the night sky was full of stars, obviously it was night, but it gave people the vitality of the rising morning light.

Her expression became complicated, and such Song Yin seemed out of place in this environment.

Hearing this, Song Yin paused, looked at the old man, and looked carefully.

Duan Hanshuang murmured in a low voice: "There are no relatives, and when he leaves, there will be no more people and things related to him in this world."

"You're also a doctor, how can you say such frustrating things in front of a patient?" Song Yin was dissatisfied, "Everything is possible, maybe he will have tenacious vitality and miraculously survive!"

"Be responsible for your patients!"

Duan Hanshuang couldn't deny it, but there was also a slight objection: "The two words responsible are too heavy, and at this point, what I can do is to help him alleviate his pain."

Duan Hanshuang sighed deeply, got up and walked to the window and sat down, closing his eyes facing the sun.

A tear spilled from the end of his eye, quickly slid down his face, and dripped silently onto the hospital gown.

Song Yin noticed her depth, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Everything was so quiet.

The sun is setting, the clouds are rolling in the sun, and the breeze is slipping through the fingers.

The neon lights are lit up one after another, and the whole city is decorated with brilliant colors, and the lights are so bright that they almost turn the sky into daylight.

In the phone call in the afternoon, Li Jin instructed Song Yin to pass the news that Xi Wanqing wanted to fish for people to Wei Chixiao and them.

Miria, who knew the news, was angry, her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth to send Ji Huiming in, and she couldn't get out for the rest of her life.

"Dad, you must not let that woman get people out! Otherwise, all my sufferings will be in vain."

In just a few days, Milia has lost several pounds, her face is slightly haggard without makeup, and the original collagen is also sallow, and her immature face looks like a malnourished child.

Yu Chixiao brought her a glass of milk, and shook her head helplessly: "You should bring a few more people when you go out, and you can't be impulsive next time."

The more Miria listened, the deeper her brows furrowed, "Brother Wei Chi, do you mean that I took the initiative to find trouble? Heaven and earth conscience, I have always kept to myself in the hotel, and I am even careful when ordering takeout!"

She was so angry that she pointed to Mi's father: "If Dad hadn't stopped my card, I would have moved out of that hotel a long time ago!" In this way, how can I meet that Ji Huiming?!

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The teacup held by Mi's father slammed on the table, splashed a little tea stains, and snorted coldly: "If you weren't ignorant and didn't go home, it would be strange to be able to make such a fuss!"

"Don't think that your mother and I don't know what you're here for," Mi's father glared at Miria, and then looked at Yu Chixiao meaningfully.

Miria's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly spoke, "I'm here to play! Nothing!"

She changed the subject and said, "Anyway, Dad just can't let that woman get rid of her husband and daughter! Otherwise, I won't go back with my father!"

Miria put her hands around her arms and snorted dissatisfiedly, looking soft and hard.

"Miria!" Mi Father slammed the table as he shook the teacups violently.

Yu Chi Xiao hurriedly played a round, "Uncle Mi, don't be angry first, your body is your own when you are angry, Yaya is ignorant and has to be educated well, otherwise you will have to break out of the circle in the future."

Miria looked incredulous, thinking she had misheard.

He stomped his foot angrily: "Brother Wei Chi, how can you not help me speak!"

"Okay, don't be unreasonable," Wei Chixiao shook his head helplessly, "They went in because they misbehaved and broke the law, how to punish them, and how long to punish them is a matter of the law, and we can't interfere with it."

"How so?" Miria was anxious, "I just don't want them to come out anyway! They all deserve to die!"

She can still think of Xi Wanqing's negotiation with her when she closes her eyes now, as well as Ji Huiming's greasy words, which made her goosebumps fall to the ground.

"Yaya, be careful when you speak!" Father Mi's fierce gaze shot straight at her, and there was a dangerous aura in his tone.

"You're not too young, don't do those mindless things, I won't wipe your ass all the time!"

After all, Miria was still afraid of her father, and when she stared at her so seriously, her angry eyes could only droop down, like a frosted eggplant.

"Do you hear that?" Wei Chixiao echoed: "You are also responsible for this incident, you came to China in a good manner......

"Oh, okay, okay! Say no more! I've got it all, it's annoying!"

Milia hurriedly changed the topic, and subtly turned to this place again, not letting Yu Chixiao know the real purpose of her coming here.

"If it weren't for your brother Wei Chi this time, you might have to be locked up in it for a few days!"