Just when Han Chenluo was lying comfortably, Xia Xingran suddenly stood up and fell into the air suddenly, his cervical spine almost broke.

He rubbed the back of his neck, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Bai Moyan who was burning in his eyes, and picked Xia Xingran up.

He didn't care about supporting the injured leg, holding his face with his hand, casually blowing up the bangs on his forehead, and then whistling at Bai Moyan as if provocatively.

Bai Moyan's anger that he had endured all night had reached the extreme, and when Xia Xingran saw this, he hurriedly opened his hand to stop between the two of them.

"That, it's late, Xiao Luo is injured again, I'll take him home first." Xia Xingran squeezed his eyebrows at Han Chenluo and dragged him off the bed.

"Xiao Ran." Bai Moyan put a card in the palm of her hand: "Rent a house or buy a house for Han Chenluo." The password is your birthday.

Murderous and heart-wrenching, Han Chen Luo's face changed, staring at Bai Moyan with slanted eyes, and his breathing began to become heavier.

Bai Moyan hooked his lips, and his expression was much happier.

"Sister, go back, I will follow you without going anywhere." Han Chenluo took the card and returned it to Bai Moyan.

"Why, I'm addicted to eating soft rice." Bai Moyan naturally refused to accept it, and there was obvious insult in his words.

"Okay, okay, you two don't make trouble!" Xia Xingran, who was sandwiched in the middle, had a big head, put the card on the table and said to Bai Moyan: "Brother Moyan, Xiao Luo is because there is no one to take care of him, it's not that he doesn't have a house at home, and he is still a child, you said the word soft rice a little too much." ”

"Then please take care of him personally, one is not enough for a group, it's always enough!" Bai Moyan's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, and he couldn't help but throw the card back in front of Xia Xingran.

Xia Xingran had never seen such a gaffe Bai Moyan, and he was a little stunned for a while. It took a long time to react. She picked up the card on the ground, her expression gradually darkened, and put it in Bai Moyan's pocket.

"Brother Mo Yan, you have been living a worry-free life, and you don't understand the psychology of me and Xiao Luo at all. We won't take this money. Xia Xingran called a car with his mobile phone and went home with Han Chenluo.

Bai Moyan closed his eyes, and his wildly beating eyelids showed the remorse in his heart at the moment. He never thought that it was he who gave them a reason to hold together and cherish each other.

……

After returning home, Xia Xingran changed his expression, and the two of them sat facing each other, and the air seemed to slow down because of condensation.

"Han Chenluo." This is the first time since they met, Xia Xingran called out his full name.

"I can't deprive you of the dreams you've had since childhood, dreams are very precious things. You may not understand it now, but I don't want you to regret it later. So, this month's art exam, you have to go. ”

Looking back on the five years she spent at university in Guangzhou, countless nightmarish days, she relied on her dream of becoming the best surgeon in the country. Dreams are beliefs, and she knows better than anyone else.

Han Chenluo knew that she would insist on taking her art exam, so she shook her head and said, "Sister, but my dream has changed......

"It's only temporarily blindfolded, don't be stubborn." Xia Xingran interrupted him.

"Don't I know my own thoughts? Sister, Uncle Xia's case was really wronged, I saw it in the room that day......" Han Chenluo's face turned red.

"I don't like to be burdened with such a heavy burden. I'm going to be bothered by you like this. Capturing another piece of information in Han Chenluo's words, Xia Xingran suddenly became irritable, and his eyes were full of shock and anger: "Did you enter my parents' room!" ”

Han Chenluo felt speechless, it was he who helped the drunk Han Ranchen to the guest room that day, and when Han Ranchen passed by Xia Qingyi's room, he told him that Xia Qingyi had a habit of keeping a diary, maybe there was some record of the case. Xia Xingran respects the character of his parents, and he will not look at it.

Han Chenluo fell in love, so he sneaked in the middle of the night and found the diary, which had indeed accumulated a thick layer of ash. After he opened it, he found the month of the accident five years ago, and sure enough, he found something strange.

It's just that he hasn't figured out how to talk to Xia Xingran before such an accident happened.

"I, sister, I, I'm here to help you, you listen to me......" Han Chenluo knew that Xia Xingran attached great importance to his parents, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Get out of here with your stuff, I never want to see you again!" Xia Xingran's chest rose and fell violently, and her round eyes were filled with tears of anger.

Before Han Chenluo could react, he was thrown out by Xia Xingran with his schoolbag. He hurriedly grabbed his schoolbag and stood up, but all he faced was the security door that was as cold as his home.

He knocked several times, but there was no reaction inside. He had no choice but to be depressed, turned his schoolbag into a one-shoulder style, and walked out with his head down and kicking his feet.

An extremely long figure of a girl who was pulled appeared in front of him, Han Chenluo raised his head, Hao Tian smiled, and stretched out his hand towards him again.

"I've thought about it. It's my business to like you, and since that's the case, it's my personal business. I won't bother you in the future, except when you need to. ”

Hao Tian looked at Han Chenluo, who was embarrassed, approached him and said gently: "For example, now, I think you need me." She spoke softly, her face flushed with shame, and her voice was thin.

For the first time, Han Chenluo saw her appearance clearly through the cold moonlight: the slap face, fawn eyes, and the shallow pear vortex on the pink cheeks were the unique breath of a girl.

……

Xia Xingran didn't sleep all night, and when he washed up the next day, he saw Han Chenluo's toiletries standing side by side.

Her mind began to unconsciously flash the picture of the two getting along again, slapped her head hard, and then packed Han Chenluo's toiletries, ready to find time to send him to school.

She took the bus to the hospital to continue to work with a lot of worries, and rarely did not say hello to Bai Moyan.

Su Wanwan's eyes moved on the two of them, revealing a bright smile.

She'd heard all about last night. Bai Moyan does bad things with good intentions. He actually didn't know Xia Xingran at all. The more he prides himself as a savior, the more he will stay away from him with Xia Xingran's current state.

Xia Xingran never needed charity and mercy, and the pride and self-improvement nature in her bones never changed.

They have spent eighteen years together, and no one knows Xia Xingran better than her.

Just after a few patients were busy, I heard the rapid sound of 120 whizzing downstairs. Several people didn't pay much attention to it, until the nurse ran up to ask for help, and the three of them immediately rushed down.

Bai Zhengqian stopped them and motioned for the patient to be transferred. Xia Xingran glanced at the patient with a blood-red chest, and heard the alarm of the cardiopulmonary monitor all the time, and squeezed in without hesitation.

It was a patient who fell from a height, Xia Xingran immediately took a big step back, turned his back and couldn't stop panting, but he still felt out of breath.

Bai Zhengqian sneered: "Why bother with this, you can't overcome it yourself." ”

Bai Moyan comforted Xia Xingran and whispered in her ear: "This patient is a migrant worker who fell from a construction site. According to the rules of the hospital, this kind of person who does not have local medical insurance will not be charged. Hospitals are going to lose money. ”

Xia Xingran's brows were twisted together, he looked at Bai Moyan incredulously, and said with a smile rolling in his heart: "What is this called." Is it true that hospitals only see patients based on money? ”

Bai Zhengqian couldn't help but come over, dragged Xia Xingran aside, and issued an order to transfer to the hospital.

Xia Xingran saw that the person was about to be pushed out of the rescue room, and everyone present knew that transferring to the hospital meant death for this person.

She took a deep breath, tried to clear the image in her mind and the fear in her heart, ran over and grabbed the patient's mobile emergency bed, and pulled it into the operating room in the opposite direction.

Bai Zhengqian roared angrily at Xia Xingran.

Xia Xingran looked at the righteous words of the doctor who chose to silently obey Bai Zhengqian: "Do you still remember what your original intention was to study medicine?" Do you still know what the responsibilities and missions of doctors are? Watching a sick person die without saving it, will everyone's conscience be at peace forever? ”

However, he was so badly wounded that he could not be saved. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation has been going on for half an hour, and nothing has improved. A doctor who had just worked and had not yet been completely poisoned pleaded.

"Extracorporeal CPR can't work, it can be in vivo." Xia Xingran's words made all the doctors present stunned and stunned.