Life With You

When Gu Dongxu came out of the doctor on duty lounge, he turned around and saw George Sheng standing in the corridor. When the two looked at each other, there was a flash of surprise, and they didn't expect to see him here.

Under George Sheng's gaze, Gu Dongxu stepped forward to say hello, "Why are you here?"

George Sheng is still the same, his face is neither happy nor angry, his voice is neither salty nor weak, "Come with a friend to see the doctor."

Gu Dongxu thought of Song Xi rushing out just now. At this moment, George Sheng was the only one in the corridor. After a short pause for two seconds, he said aloud, "Don't worry, the doctor on duty tonight is very good. Your friend should not There is a big problem."

Without changing his face, George Sheng looked at Gu Dongxu and asked, "What about you? What are you doing in the hospital so late?"

Gu Dongxu calmly replied: "Come and send a supper to my friends."

George Sheng smiled slightly, but his black pupils were habitually covered with ice. "Girlfriend?" He seemed to be joking.

Gu Dongxu resolutely refused, "Not a girlfriend, but a good friend."

Originally, Gu Dongxu wanted to introduce Song Xi to George Sheng. After all, Song Xi wanted to see Song Yuanqing. Maybe George Sheng could help. If Song Xi saved George Sheng’s friend this time, it would be considered a courtesy exchange. But after thinking about it, everyone is not in a circle. If you want to owe favor, he owes it. Why bother to pull Song Xi?

Thinking of this, Gu Dongxu nodded at George Sheng and said, "I'm leaving now."

George Sheng nodded, then sat on the corridor bench and waited.

Only twenty minutes before and after, the door of the operating room opened, and the little nurse pushed the bed cart. The woman on it was already asleep, without the painful expression on her face.

Song Xi came out last. George Sheng had already walked over, looked at her and asked, "How is it?"

Song Xi said, "First be hospitalized for observation. I will let the nurse arrange it. Could you please come with me."

Song Xi took George Sheng into a separate room. She also closed the door specially. The two of them were in the room. Song Xi looked at George Sheng standing aside, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Sit."

George Sheng stood there and did not move, his thin lips opened, and his tone was light, "What's her situation, please tell me straight."

When Song Xi saw this, she had to stand face to face with him, and said aloud: "The patient is suffering from angina caused by insufficient blood supply to the heart. I have checked the relevant drug components in her body. It stands to reason that she knows she has angina, so she should know. This kind of disease should avoid excessive mood swings or excessive drinking, but I smelled a lot of alcohol on her body."

George Sheng didn't change his face, "Is it serious?"

Song Xi was unsure whether George Sheng knew the woman had a heart attack, and replied: "It's not very serious, but you also need to pay attention. You must not drink too much alcohol, otherwise it will affect the blood supply to the heart."

George Sheng couldn't see the anger or anger on his face, so he skipped the topic and said, "How can I treat you better than me. Open the best ward. I will go through the procedures."

Song Xi generally didn't dare to look at George Sheng's face blatantly, because he didn't like to laugh very much, and his eyes always made people feel cold. If not necessary, she would not have time to hide from him.

But right now, she bit her scalp and gave him a courageous glance. With just one glance, she quickly looked away.

George Sheng's meaning was already obvious, she opened the order and he was leaving.

In Song Xi's heart, there were thousands of horses running, and she had to say some things. Although it was difficult to speak, she still gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, plucking up her courage and saying, "She's pregnant, don't you know?"

She used ‘don’t you know? ’Instead of ‘do you know? ’

The two seem to be the same, but in fact they can best reflect the speaker's mood.

In the middle of the night, Song Xi saw George Sheng taking a beautiful woman to see the doctor. The woman was not only dressed up, but also full of alcohol.

He can also think of it with his heels, but he won't send it personally to anyone that George Sheng does not value.

Drinking with heart disease is a taboo, let alone being pregnant?

Song Xi's heart turned back and forth, and she didn't know if the woman was willing or forced to be helpless, but no matter which kind it was, she herself was a little disgusted.

I knew that a person like George Sheng would not have Yingying Yanyan by his side. Her famous wife knew that she was in a bad position and was not qualified to take charge of others.

But now he brought a pregnant woman to her, even if it was accidental, even if there was no relationship between the two, but people are advanced animals, women are even more complicated, and Song Xi’s emotions are like being forced to feed. I got dirty, but she took the initiative to enter the restaurant. Isn’t it annoying?

"She is pregnant?"

George Sheng asked again, even with a calm expression, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Song Xiqiang endured the peculiar mood, tried to bring out the professional ethics of being a doctor, and replied calmly: "Yes, I just asked the doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department to check it out for five and a half weeks."

She looked at George Sheng and saw that there was a complex expression in his eyes, and she couldn't say whether it was happy or unhappy for a while.

Both of them were silent. About five seconds later, George Sheng took the initiative and said: "Help her arrange the hospitalization. You should pay attention to the heart. You should also find the best doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department and let her live first. Here you are."

He habitually gave orders, even though his tone was still indifferent, but Song Xi could hear that he cared very much.

She didn't know which of the tendons didn't match up, so she looked at George Sheng and asked directly: "This kid, do you plan to stay?"

As soon as he said this, George Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at Song Xi, one can imagine what the expression on his face was.

However, for a few seconds, the temperature of the entire room dropped sharply in silence, and George Sheng's beautiful but scary fox eyes stared at Song Xi unblinkingly. His dark pupils were wrapped in sneer and danger, thin. With his lips opened, he said as if asking questions: "Don't you recommend staying?"

Song Xi habitually put his hands in the pockets of his robe, raised his eyes to look back at George Sheng, and replied without changing his face: "The child is yours, and only the family members have the right to decide whether to stay or not."

When George Sheng heard this, a sneer appeared in his eyes and asked, "Then what did you mean by what you just said?"

Song Xi said, "Although we were married in a fake marriage, I don't want to take the position of Mrs. Qiao. Moreover, this woman is the mother of the child. If you decide to keep the child, take the time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce. "

After that, Song Xi thought of something, and added a temporary sentence: "Oh, I can do it if I forgot the ingot, then nothing will happen. You can just let the ingot come to me if you need it."

The ridicule and ridicule in George Sheng's eyes continued. He looked at Song Xi and said: "If you don't want me to leave a child, you can say clearly, turning such a big curve, are you afraid that I will really divorce you?"

Song Xi saw George Sheng's expression and knew he had misunderstood.

A flash of contempt also flashed through the beautiful eyes. Song Xi hid a sneer in his heart, and said lightly on his face: "I'm really not afraid of divorce. Anyway, we are a cooperative relationship. As long as we trust each other, does that marriage certificate count? "