Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 71 Going to the Front Line
After waking up the next day, Song Zhiwei saw the text message from Wei Xuan at 2:[-] a.m., saying that he had gone to the next province to participate in flood relief and would contact her when he was free, so that she could take care of herself.

Song Zhiwei was stunned. He went to the Home of Love with her during the day yesterday, and he is already participating in the flood fight in the next province today?
As expected, things in this army were left as soon as they were said, and there was no time to explain.

However, at least she knew that he was not the one who had the accident, so she was relieved.

After replying, "Be careful, take care of yourself." Song Zhiwei washed up and went to work.

Like many times, Song Zhiwei was the first to arrive at the hospital. After she had changed her clothes and made a tour of the ward, her colleagues arrived one after another.

"Sister Wei, you came so early again, you are so dedicated." Xue Qian, who was late, saw Song Zhiwei, and greeted Song Zhiwei while yawning, "You are indeed the star of our hospital."

"Xing, you are tall." Song Zhiwei couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Did you become a thief last night, why are there two big dark circles on your face?"

"Last night, I sang k until late at night. Today, of course, it has become a 'national treasure'." Xue Qian spoke weakly, and she took out two bags of espresso from the cabinet, ready to brew and drink.

Song Zhiwei snatched her coffee, "Look at your sallow complexion, sallow footsteps, and drink coffee to force yourself to refresh yourself. You are not afraid of sudden death. If you can't persist, you can ask for leave and go home to sleep. Anyway, you have privileges."

"Privileges can't be used every day." Xue Qian reached out to grab the coffee back, "Just drink two bags, it's no problem."

Song Zhiwei put the coffee into her trouser pocket directly, and left with a sentence: "You sleep in the lounge for a while, I will help you with your work first."

"Sisters." Xue Qian gave her a thumbs up, and really fell asleep in the lounge.

Working two jobs by herself, Song Zhiwei's busy schedule can be imagined. She didn't have time to brush her phone until she was having lunch.

But she didn't want to answer all kinds of private messages on Weibo, but to watch the news.

"Yeah, I didn't forget to play with my phone while eating. Are you chatting with someone?" He patted her on the shoulder, deliberately scaring her.

Scared by her suddenly, Song Zhiwei choked and took a big sip of water to swallow the food in her throat.

"Xue Qian, there is something wrong with you, what if the rice grains get into the trachea?" Song Zhiwei said angrily.

"Qianqian, you're just joking and you don't know how to measure it." Sister Mei, the head nurse, handed the lunch box to Xue Qian, "Hurry up and eat."

Seemingly aware of her excessiveness, Xue Qian kept bowing and apologizing: "Sister Wei, I'm an idiot, you adults don't remember villains, don't bother with me, I'll treat you to a duck neck tonight to apologize."

Song Zhiwei gave her a slap, "Why do you bow, am I dead? I don't eat duck necks, you just chop off your neck and stew it for me."

"Then you can cut it." Xue Qian took the initiative to stretch her neck over.

Song Zhiwei pinched her hard, causing Xue Qian to jump up immediately in pain, and exaggeratedly yelled: "It hurts me to death, Sister Wei is so ruthless, my waist was thickened by you, this slap It's flat."

"It's a good idea." After glancing at the pretending Xue Qian, Song Zhiwei urged, "Hurry up and eat, don't delay the afternoon's work."

Xue Qian sat down, but she still didn't give up trying to find out who Song Zhiwei was chatting with.

Song Zhiwei simply put the phone in front of her to let her see it clearly, "I'm chatting with 'People's Daily', you are satisfied."

"Cut." Xue Qian curled her lips in disappointment, opened her chopsticks, and began to eat.

"Qianqian is very curious, like a child." Sister Mei laughed.

"That's right, I still like to play tricks. Qianqian, did you put the cockroaches in my closet last week?" Lulu, a nurse sitting next to Sister Mei, followed up.

"And the dogtail in my hair."

"And the note on my back."

For a while, the other three present also listed Xue Qian's crimes one after another, as if they were going to start a Xue Qian denunciation meeting.

Xue Qian, who became the target of public criticism, made a few excuses, but she couldn't deny the bad things she had done.

Song Zhiwei looked at Xue Qian's inexplicable appearance with amused expression, and added fuel to the fire, "Look, I usually like to play tricks, but now I deserve to be criticized."

Xue Qian glared angrily at Song Zhiwei, who didn't help but made trouble, with a look of injury, "Sister Wei, you don't even help me!"

"You're doing it yourself, how can I help?" Song Zhiwei shrugged her shoulders and continued eating without any concern.

"Qianqian, you see that you have done so many bad things, shouldn't you make it up and treat us to a meal or something?" Lulu suggested.

The rest agreed: "That's right, in order to make up for our little heart hurt by you, you really should treat us."

But Xue Qian, who has always spent money lavishly, already used up her salary last month, and she also planned to buy a gift for her boyfriend, so how could she have spare money to treat her to dinner.

She suddenly made a sudden move and discussed with them: "If I tell you a shocking secret, will it be considered compensation?"

"How can you have any secrets?" Lulu exposed it bluntly, "You can't keep your mouth shut, what secrets have you said a long time ago, and you can still hide them until now?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

"Really." Xue Qian patted her chest and assured, "You will be surprised when you hear it."

"Okay, then tell me, if it's really amazing, we will forgive you." Sister Mei said on behalf of the others.

Song Zhiwei had no interest in Xue Qian's "dying struggle". Her eyes were fixed on the screen of her mobile phone, and she kept checking the latest news on flood fighting and disaster relief, her mind drifting far away.

Unexpectedly, Xue Qian's big news was actually about her.

Stretching out her hand, pointing at Song Zhiwei who was eating silently, Xue Qian betrayed her righteously: "Sister Wei has a boyfriend, and she is a rich second-generation policeman!"

"Ahem!" Song Zhiwei choked again.

Damn, Xue Qian dared to use her as a shield!

"Really?" As the number one "leftover fighter" in the hospital, Song Zhiwei's marriage was on everyone's mind. Hearing that she had a boyfriend quietly and the conditions were so good, everyone's firepower was shifted to Song Zhiwei.

"Xiao Song, when did it happen? Why didn't you tell Sister Mei?"

"Sister Song, you are too mean to hide such an important matter. No, you have to treat me to dinner!"

"Is it the police? Isn't he very handsome? Sister Song, when will you bring me to the hospital for everyone to see?"

When Song Zhiwei recovered from drinking water, the first thing she did was to hunt down Xue Qian!
"Xue Qian, come here and see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

(End of this chapter)