Dr. Jiang is shy again

The ward fell into silence, and even the sound of the air conditioner could be heard.

Jiang Hua's tone just now was soft and aggrieved, Song Shuang suspected that he had heard it wrong, and subconsciously thought about it on another level.

Her eyes couldn't help but focus on Jiang Hua's face again.

Jiang Hua pursed her thin lips and did not speak again. Her facial features were profound, and she looked clean in a white coat. When she was not talking, it would make people feel that this person was not approachable and cold.

"Jealous for what?" Song Shuang asked softly, wondering what kind of jealousy she was eating.

"You and Wenmi are too close, even closer than me and you, so I'm jealous."

Jiang Hua spoke in a serious manner, but her serious expression made Song Shuang laugh: "Why are you still like a three-year-old child?"

When she was a child, Jiang Hua once told her naively,--sister, you can't play with other people, we are the best.

--It's okay to play with other people, but if I'm favored, "it's different." Jiang Hua murmured, and then smiled, "If only I were really a three-year-old kid, I'm exhausted from work."

"Thank you for your hard work. I will reward you with a candy." Song Shuang patted Jiang Hua's head, and took an Alps candy from the bedside table and put it in her palm.

Jiang Hua smiled wryly, really treating her like a child.

- After Wen Mi posted on Weibo, it went on the hot search again. It was indeed as she said to Song Shuang before, she clarified and earned a wave of traffic.

After Song Shuang had dinner, Xiaoyu would push her downstairs for a walk every day. She would walk for a while, but after a long walk, she would feel a dull pain in her ankle.

Dinner in summer is cold, making people feel comfortable as always. Like Song Shuang, many patients in the inpatient building will choose to come out at night to get some air.

Song Shuang was tired from walking, so she sat on the bench, and Xiaoyu sat beside her.

"Miss Song, you are popular on the Internet, do you know?" Xiaoyu said to her very excitedly after sitting down.

While walking, Song Shuangyou heard other patients' chatter, and wondered if she was the friend in Wenmi's Weibo photo, after all, Wenmi only came to the hospital during the day.

"What did the netizen say?" Song Shuang didn't bring a mobile phone and couldn't go online to find out the facts.

Wenmi has tens of millions of fans, and with the addition of popular searches, the amount of exposure can be imagined.Although it is just a simple clarification on Weibo, there will still be eyes on her as a friend.

She didn't care about Wen Mi's Weibo post, which was exposed to the public, she only cared about whether the matter was resolved.

Xiaoyu took out her phone and clicked on Hot Search again. The home page was full of popular marketing accounts, with a rhythm.

She found some popular comments on Wenmi's Weibo and began to read.

"Sure enough, all the friends of beautiful women are beautiful women."

"Young lady, please recover soon~" "I know this young lady, she used to belong to a certain ballet company."

"If the upstairs knows something, tell me more."

"..."

Xiaoyu read a lot of popular comments, and Song Shuang's ears were reddened by Wen Mi's fans' compliments, but she didn't expect that some netizens would know her.

It is estimated that her public information has been stripped away.

"No need to read, thank you Xiaoyu, let's go back." Song Shuang smiled slightly and sat back in the wheelchair.

"it is good."

Song Shuang returned to the ward, still curious on Weibo, the red dot of 99+ on the information icon made her jump, thinking it was all advertisements.

After clicking in, I found out that it was a new fan reminder, as well as various comments and likes.

Since when has her Weibo been so lively, I have to lament that the current netizens are all Sherlock Holmes detectives.

Song Shuang called Wen Mi, but it took a long time to get through.

"Hey, Shuangshuang, I was shooting a commercial just now."

"It's okay, you go first." Song Shuang heard that she was working, so she didn't want to disturb her.

"Advertising is not as important as you." Wen Mi watched the shooting effect while making a phone call.

Song Shuang smiled: "Stop joking."

"Actually, I took a break halfway. What's the matter? Is it something about the Internet?" Wen Mi asked after hearing that there was no major problem, sitting on the sofa beside her.

"I found that my Weibo has gained more than 20 fans, and I am a little uncomfortable."

The Weibo account was created when she was still struggling for her dance career, and she also had some fans. After gradually withdrawing from this circle, she gradually stopped receiving attention, and occasionally posted some dance videos of herself practicing on it.

"It still troubled you." Wen Mi was a little distressed. In fact, she used Song Shuang to exchange a wave of traffic for her, so she felt a little guilty.

Obviously there are other ways to clarify, but she chose to take a group photo.

To be honest, Song Shuang said that there is one thing. In the future, she will not be so comfortable posting on Weibo on this account. As long as her privacy is not exposed, it doesn't matter to her.

"It's fine, and there's nothing bothering me. I'll just treat me to dinner when I'm out of the hospital."

"No problem, I'll treat you to a big meal!" Wen Mi felt happy when she heard that she really didn't care.

- At 10:30 in the evening, Song Shuang gradually began to feel sleepy. She didn't expect Jiang Hua to come to make rounds.

"Are you on duty tonight?" Song Shuang sat up and asked her.

Jiang Hua didn't wear a white coat, she was wearing regular clothes, a blue and white gradient shirt, one hem was tucked into the A-line suit trousers, her waist was slender surrounded by a belt, and her exposed legs were straight and slender, giving people a kind of Advanced laziness.

"Well, it's a bit boring to be on duty at night. I want to chat with my sister." Jiang Hua moved the chair to the side of the hospital bed and sat on it. Her back was very straight, and her shirt couldn't cover the protruding butterfly bone on her back.

Song Shuang knew very well that the doctor on duty tonight was not Jiang Hua, otherwise she would not be wearing casual clothes. She didn't reveal it, and smiled lightly: "What are you talking about? Are you talking about your childhood?"

"No." Jiang Hua quickly refused, realizing that she was too decisive, "Let's talk about what happened after you moved, sister."

After moving?Song Shuang's memory was stretched by Jiang Hua. After moving, she was not happy. Their family moved into a more upscale villa area, and there was no dance room for her in the huge villa.

There is no Jiang Hua who has been watching her dance.

Her mother put all her focus on her studies and didn't let her dance, but how could she give up so easily.

In the three years of high school, the relationship between her and her family was always very rigid, and no one she cared about watched her dance or applauded her.

"After moving, I miss you very much." Song Shuang's voice was as soft as ever, the moonlight cast a warm light on her body, and her smile was gentle and healing.

Jiang Hua's cold face was stained with a little blush: "So my sister will miss me."

"Well, I miss you very much." Song Shuang confirmed with a smile.

Jiang Hua felt that Song Shuang was teasing her, but her heartbeat couldn't calm down, so she forced herself to be calm: "I see, I can't feel it."

Song Shuang looked at her with a smile on her face. Jiang Hua really cared about her moving away, and she also worried about it when she grew up. After all, she cried so hard at that time.

She leaned forward and hugged Jiang Hua tenderly: "It's true, I'm very happy to see Xiao Kui Bao grow up."

Jiang Hua was caught off guard by Song Shuang's embrace, and her body stiffened. Song Shuang's embrace was very warm and soft, and the fragrance that came to her face made her intoxicated, and she automatically ignored the word "little crying bag".

Reluctant to give up, Jiang Hua still pushed Song Shuang away: "Actually, I didn't come to you to talk about these things."

For some reason, the conversation became more and more hypocritical, Jiang Hua tried to break it back.

Song Shuang tied the hanging hair behind her ears, and smiled faintly: "What is that?"

The doctor on duty tonight is not her, and she doesn't really want to come here for a chat.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to sleep, so I came here. I'm relieved to see that you're okay." Jiang Hua also smiled.

After Wenmi uploaded Weibo, she continued to pay attention, and there were many fans of Wenmi in the hospital. Everyone became curious about Song Shuang, and some even asked for the room number at the nurse's desk.

She was so worried that she couldn't sleep and ran to the hospital.

Jiang Hua's words were endless, but Song Shuang understood and felt warm.

"I couldn't sleep a little bit, and you dispelled the drowsiness." Song Shuang was telling the truth, she was already sleepy before Jiang Hua came.

"Then I'll coax you to sleep?" Jiang Hua often coaxed her cousin to sleep when she was a child, when she went to a relative's house, it was amazing that her cousin stopped crying when he saw her, and soon fell asleep with a smile.

"Watching you sleep?" Song Shuang blinked, she knew her cousin, Jiang Hua often told her a lot of interesting things.

Song Shuang's peach blossom eyes sparkled, reflecting a crescent moon. What Jiang Hua liked most were her eyes, and what she was most afraid of looking at were also her eyes.

"If you want, this benefit is only available to you."

Song Shuang laughed softly: "I'm not a child who can fall asleep by itself, just to tease you."

Jiang Hua was a little discouraged. She knew that Song Shuang liked to tease her. She often wished it was not the case.

"If you miss this village, you will be gone."

"Then do you know that there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?"

Jiang Hua put away her smile, there were indeed many villages for Song Shuang to choose from, she wished she was the only one.

"It's very late now, and I'm mainly worried that it's not safe for you to go back late."

Seeing her gradually cooling face, Song Shuang raised her red lips and added, "Good boy~" Jiang Hua stopped looking at her, walked out of the ward with a stiff face and leaned against the wall, Song Shuang said sweetly "Good boy" As if still in the ears.

She clutched her chest, her eyes were red, and the corners of her lips rose uncontrollably.

She couldn't help teasing her, what should she do with her sister.