kiss on his heart

Chapter 52 Mr. Jiang, I’ll officially treat you to a meal

It has been more than a month since the two last met.

Jiang Jingyuan would occasionally drive to the hospital to pick up Ms. Qiao back to her old home, but he never saw Song Ruanqing. It was as if their lives had become parallel again, with no intersection.

The reason why I heard about Song Ruanqing occasionally was because Chen Shan had Song Ruanqing's WeChat ID, so Chen Shan wanted to stimulate himself from time to time.

"Brother Yuan, Sister Qing... Something happened to Sister Qing!" Chen Shan hurried into the office and showed a video on his phone:
The sound in the video is very noisy and the picture is shaky, but what can be seen is that Song Ruanqing is surrounded by a group of people, and a rural woman is yelling at Song Ruanqing: "You are so immoral. Doctor! My daughter spent so much money on you! You didn't even cure her! Pay for it! Pay for it!"

Immediately afterwards, this rural woman seemed to feel that the effect was not good and did not arouse the support of the masses. She suddenly sat on the ground and rolled around: "Comment on, everyone! My... my little daughter was treated by this doctor. She said with confidence If the child can be cured! Then our family must cure it! But! The disease is getting worse day by day! Not only is the family’s fortune depleted, but people are also dying! Who knows if she made a mistake in diagnosis!”

"This lady! When you sent your daughter to the hospital, her condition was already very serious! And paraquat, a drug like paraquat, has no cure! It was you who insisted on saving her even if she couldn't!" Song Ruanqing faced Everyone looked coldly at the woman on the ground who was screaming heartbrokenly, with a trace of pity flashing in their eyes.

"You're the one who talks like that! Isn't it a doctor's duty to treat illnesses and save lives? Where is your dean! Call your dean!" The man next to the woman complained, and it was not difficult to tell that this was his husband.

"Then what do you mean? Are you saying that my daughter deserves to die?" When the woman who was still rolling around heard this, she rushed towards Song Ruanqing madly and strangled her neck: "She just swallowed it by mistake. Why can’t we save pesticides?”

"Ahem..." The hands with thick fingers and calluses were clearly from long-term farm work. At this time, the strength of the hands on the neck gradually increased, and Song Ruanqing felt that he was about to suffocate.

Jiang Jingyuan's face was extremely ugly, and the veins on his arm that was holding the armrest of the seat were bulging, revealing his forbearance and anger at the moment.

Things have been going on for so long, are all the security guards in the hospital cooking?Let things get out of hand.

The school bell has been ringing for a long time, but no matter what, he can't go to this class.

"Chen Shan, this is the paper." Jiang Jingyuan picked up the coat that was placed on the chair and said coldly: "Let them write the paper, and I will explain it tomorrow. I will go out."

Jiang Jingyuan drove very fast along the way, several times trying to speed through in the last few seconds when the light turned green. But when he arrived at the door of the hospital, the breath he was holding in his heart seemed to relax.

For a few minutes of silence, he didn't know what to say when he met Song Ruanqing. After all, Song Ruanqing really loved face.

"Knock knock knock" the car window was knocked.

Jiang Jingyuan pressed down the car window and saw Song Ruanqing standing on the steps.

"Get in the car."

"Long time no see." Song Ruanqing greeted him happily as if nothing happened.

The difference is that there is a lavender silk scarf tied around the neck.

"How did the hospital handle it? I'm referring to what happened this morning." Jiang Jingyuan looked at Song Ruanqing carefully. The silk scarf still couldn't cover the deep purple pinch marks, which showed how hard the patient's family members had worked.

"Ah... the dean asked me to rest for a while and wait until he informs me to go back to work. As you know, doctors are a high-risk profession. If I come here a few more times, I'm afraid I won't just be strangled." Song Ruanqing Laughing at myself, as if this morning's business was as normal as buying groceries.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

"Hey, Mom. What's the matter with calling me?" Song Ruanqing listened quietly, and then said: "It's nothing, um, I will pay attention to safety. Do you want to come back today? Not today. Jiang Jingyuan makes an appointment I'm eating. Well, yes, I'll come back in a few days, after all, this is a big deal, and I have to deal with it, well, then I'll hang up first. "

After hanging up the phone from Wu Wan, Song Ruanqing let out a sigh of relief... If her mother saw the pinch marks, it would be okay, but she would not be distressed to death.

"Song Ruanqing, you lie without drafts."

"I've already boarded your car, why don't I have a meal?" Song Ruanqing turned to look at Jiang Jingyuan, with smiling eyes that seemed to say: This meal is guaranteed.

"Hard to say."

"Oh, if not, then I solemnly invite you to have a meal now, Mr. Jiang." Song Ruanqing did not argue about this matter. She just wanted someone to have a meal with her and then take her home. .

　Because of their professional nature, they will write some short chapters on hot topics in the workplace and society.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)