Dr. Jiang is shy again

In the VIP ward, many people crowded together.

The woman lying on the hospital bed was pale, her eyebrows were faintly frowned, and her pink lips were a little less bloody, but it didn't affect her beauty at all.

She was extremely beautiful, her facial features were as delicate as a handicraft, but her sickly white was a little more delicate and beautiful.

"The patient just finished the operation and needs to be quiet. It is not appropriate to keep so many people in the room." The intern came in and saw so many people a little frightened. There were not so many people not long ago.

"We are all her students, is Teacher Song seriously injured?" the girl asked eagerly.

"The rupture of the ligament is fortunately not particularly serious, and it has already happened."

The one who answered was not an intern, but a doctor who came in in a white coat with a handsome figure and a cold expression.

The girl recognized her as the doctor who operated on Teacher Song, and squinted at the tag hanging around her neck.

The name column says Jiang Hua.

"Doctor Jiang, when will Teacher Song wake up?" the boy standing by the bed asked.

Jiang Hua took a look, and said lightly: "After anesthesia, I woke up."

The students who were concerned about Song Shuang asked a few more questions before leaving in peace.

Jiang Hua walked to the side of the bed, looked down at Song Shuang, her eyes fell on her right foot again, her thin lips were tightly pressed.

As an orthopedic surgeon, she knew very well that Song Shuang's foot had been injured before.

Why don't you know how to cherish yourself, sister.

"Teacher, your air pressure is suddenly so low." The intern said weakly.

She has followed Jiang Hua since she entered this hospital. It can be said that she is the most good-looking and approachable doctor in the whole department.

And now it was almost indifferent to her.

"Le Shan, do you have any?" Jiang Hua hooked her lips, her slightly curved phoenix eyes smiled a little, and rubbed the little intern's head.

The casual look returned to the Dr. Jiang that Yan Leshan knew well.

Yan Leshan blushed and took a few steps back. No matter how many times Jiang Hua touched her head, she would still be shy. Who told Jiang Hua to have a cold and arrogant face.

Putting a white coat on her body is simply a killer of a girl's heart.

Yan Leshan said silently, don't be tempted, this person is notoriously flirtatious, irresponsible when tempted, and has always been single, making people love and hate.

Seeing the little intern's blushing face, Jiang Hua had a teasing smile in her eyes, and Song Shuang's eyes fell on the hospital bed, and her smile faded.

"Let's go, take a rest and prepare for an operation in the afternoon."

"Teacher, really let me be your assistant, I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."

"Be confident, you can."

On weekdays, Jiang Hua would definitely spend more time talking to arouse her self-confidence, and she is not in the mood today.

God knows how I felt when I saw Song Shuang sent to the hospital and saw her for the first time.

Joy and hurt heartache, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, which is extremely complicated.

She did not expect that the long-awaited reunion would meet in such a way.

Song Shuang is more beautiful than before, and even more touching.

- When Song Shuang woke up at six o'clock in the evening, the smell of disinfectant made her realize that it was a hospital.

She sat up hastily, and looked at her right foot, a wound could be seen on the white ankle.

The wound was sutured beautifully, not shocking.

The faint pain inside made her frown, but she couldn't bear it.

"Shuangshuang, you woke up, why did you suddenly get injured, I told you not to dance, you have to dance!" Shen Ping, who was guarding the hospital bed, blamed, but the love in her eyes could not deceive anyone.

"Mom, I don't dance now, I just demonstrate it to the students, if I accidentally..." Song Shuangmian looked sad.

That dance was difficult. She overestimated her body, and had to admit that as she got older, her physical qualities were not as good as before.

"Forget it, come on, mom bought ribs soup for you, drink it while it's hot." Shen Ping picked up the bowl and fed it to her.

Song Shuang took a few sips obediently, brought the bowl over, and drank by herself.

The pink lips became a little more bloody after being moisturized, and her face was not as pale as before.

"It's really not worrying. Fortunately, your attending doctor is Xiaohua. I asked her to take care of you more."

Song Shuang keenly caught the key word and raised his eyelids: "Xiaohua?"

"Yes, you don't remember, you were very sticky when you were two hours old."

Song Shuang recalled Xiao Tuanzi when she was a child, calling her sister sweetly, and couldn't help bending her lips: "Why didn't you see her?"

"I'm busy. I really didn't expect Xiaohua to become a doctor. She looks quite reliable. I don't dare to recognize her appearance. It doesn't look like you." Shen Ping sighed.

The light in Song Shuang's eyes dimmed a bit. She also had brilliant moments, participating in various dance competitions and winning countless trophies.

She enjoys the feeling of standing on stage, but her old illness no longer allows her to act recklessly.

"Very good, being a doctor is her ideal." There was a faint smile on Song's lips.

Hearing the word "ideal", Shen Ping couldn't help sighing, and looked at Song Shuang's injured right foot, feeling even more melancholy.

"Mom found a nurse for you. The company is busy and I can't take care of you. Call me when you are in the hospital. If it doesn't work, you can find Xiaohua."

"it is good."

After Shen Ping left, the faint smile on Song Shuang's face also disappeared, and she sat up slowly supporting her body.

Through the window, I could just see the flower beds outside the inpatient building. The sun had not yet set, and the sun was setting, and the rays of light were just right.

Song Shuangke lay down for a while, feeling a little exhausted, and fell asleep unknowingly.

- After Jiang Hua finished her work, she looked at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and it was time to get off work after the house inspection.

"Go to the ward rounds, and record clearly any abnormalities. I have some personal matters to come over later." Jiang Hua instructed Yan Leshan, and added, "Also, the performance in the afternoon was very good."

"Well, good." Yan Leshan's heart was already bubbling with joy after being praised, and she didn't think about Jiang Hua's personal affairs at all.

Jiang Hua went to Song Shuang's ward, but was in vain, no one was there, her brows were furrowed, where would a person with a foot injury who just finished surgery go?

She took out her cell phone and anxiously wanted to call Song Shuang, but she still asked Shen Ping for the cell phone number today.

She didn't realize that she was too concerned, and this anxiety didn't come from herself as a doctor.

"Miss Song, are you feeling better?"

"It's better to take a walk."

The conversation in the corridor reached Jiang Hua's ears, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The nurse opened the door, and Song Shuang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, saw Jiang Hua, feeling strange and familiar.

Jiang Hua has grown a lot taller, and looks a little taller than her, her face has faded from immaturity, her eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and she can still see the shadow of her childhood.

"Doctor Jiang." The nurse greeted.

Jiang Hua nodded slightly, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and there was a little more smile in her eyes.

Just from the change in expression, Song Shuang could see that Jiang Hua was different from before. The little girl who ran after her ass had grown up when she was a child.

The nurse pushed Song Shuang to the bed, trying to help her sit on the bed.

"Let me do it."

Before the nurse could respond, Jiang Hua had already wrapped her arms around Song Shuang's slender waist, put her hands on her knees, and hugged Song Shuangheng easily.

Song Shuang subconsciously circled Jiang Hua's neck and buried her head in her chest.

Seeing Jiang Hua's girlfriend bursting with strength, the nurse at the side blushed and had a heartbeat.I had heard about Jiang Hua before, but when I saw it today, it was even more seductive than what I heard.

Jiang Hua placed her on the hospital bed steadily, and her eyes fell on Song Shuang's face inadvertently.

Song Shuang's eyebrows were curved, and a pair of charming peach blossom eyes looked at her with a smile, and her pink lips parted slightly: "Thank you Xiaohua."

Jiang Hua's heart skipped a beat, she turned away from looking at her, a suspicious blush appeared on her cold face.

Song Shuang smiled even more happily, a kid is still a kid.

The nurse was stunned, and Song Shuang's address and Dr. Jiang blushed, big news!

"Xiaoyu, can you go out for a while? Dr. Jiang and I have something to talk about." Song Shuang said to the nurse who was standing aside.

"Okay." The nurse Xiaoyu left and closed the door intimately, speculating on the relationship between them in her heart.

"What do you want to avoid suspicion?" Jiang Hua sat beside the hospital bed with her back straight.

"I'm just afraid that you will make some outrageous actions and cause others to misunderstand. After all, this is your workplace." Song Shuang's tone was soft, but he didn't care about Jiang Hua's sudden hug just now.

"It's okay to misunderstand, picking up such a beautiful girlfriend for nothing." Jiang Hua pursed her lips, but her tight body betrayed her.

"Don't be poor, how long has it been since we met?" Song Shuang straightened the thin blanket.

"Ten years."

Jiang Hua remembers it very clearly. She has been playing with Song Shuang since she can remember. When Song Shuang moved away when she was 14 years old, she cried for a long time.

Song Shuang stared at her, not expecting her to remember so clearly.

Jiang Hua was embarrassed by her smiling peach eyes, got up and poured a glass of cold water for her.

"What?"

"Drink water."

"I didn't say I had a dry mouth." Song Shuang knew that she was uncomfortable being looked at, and she was as shy as she was when she was a child.

"Then I'll drink it." Jiang Hua drank it all in one gulp, water overflowed from the corners of her lips, and slid down the corners of her lips.

Song Shuang reached out to help her erase it, but Jiang Hua avoided it.

After being separated for so long, we still have a lot of life.

"Don't touch me, I'm very popular, don't try to take advantage of me." Jiang Huasheng refused firmly.

After finishing speaking, she realized something was wrong. In front of Song Shuang, she would never be able to do things with ease, she was so stupid.

Song Shuang still smiled softly, and Jiang Hua still couldn't stand being teased.

"Don't talk about what's missing, how did your foot hurt." Jiang Hua said seriously.

"Hmm... accidentally dancing." Song Shuang glanced at his right foot, and his tone was very calm.

"Does it still hurt?" Seeing that she put away her smile, Jiang Hua asked cautiously, fearing that she would be disgusted by the question about her ankle.

"It doesn't hurt." Song Shuang said a lie.

"I'll be hospitalized for two weeks for observation. If you're bored, you can call me."

"Dr. Jiang is so popular, I'd better not bother him." Song Shuang smiled.

Jiang Hua only hated herself for being stupid just now.

"How come, I still have time to spend with my sister." Jiang Hua raised her lips with a wild smile.

Song Shuang heard this, why is it so scumbag, could it be that the kid is crooked, and has already harmed many young ladies.

"It looks like you have many older sisters?" Song Shuang teased her.

Jiang Hua frowned: "You are the only one."

Song Shuang was pleased, reached out and rubbed her little face: "You are so good."

Jiang Hua's face was deformed by her rubbing, and she muttered: "Sister, I have grown up, I can't just rub my face casually."

Yan Leshan checked the room, knocked on the door, and opened the door.Seeing his teacher being held in his arms by Song Shuang was stunned.

Jiang Hua looked back and was stunned, her image was shattered to the ground.