A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!As she followed the ups and downs of the pitch, the tone she spit out from time to time became slow and delicate. This is a very lingering old song.

The private room where she sang became quiet.

In the quiet corner, An Xue was halfway through speaking, and saw the man's face calm and quiet, without looking towards An Guo.

But An Xue's eyes were gloomy, knowing that he was listening to the song.

Wen Jinhuai leaned forward and took a glass of wine, took a sip, closed his eyes, his eyelashes were spread on his eye sockets, and the broken hair on his forehead was lying softly.

From An Xue's perspective, the man looks handsome like a white and clean big boy in his early twenties, with a unique beauty of coldness and warmth and quiet.

An Xue heard her heart move.

She remembers this in medical journals: If a man can always draw your attention in the crowd without consciously, he has a moving and clean temperament. A profile makes a woman excited and obsessed. This person is gentle, the medical world. The recognized temperament male god in here, he is so clean, you feel blasphemous to him even if you are infected.

An Xue thought, she is bound to win this person.

As for the man holding the wine glass, his long fingers tapped slightly in accordance with the music beat. These scalpels hold very good hands. They are real, and they play the piano very well.

Wen Jinghuai didn't listen attentively, but the voice of the woman slowly slipped through the eardrum, and the voice was slow, soft, like annoyed not.

Is it the song that surrounds people, or the voice of the person who sings like that soft satin?

It was really different when she spoke provocatively with her staring eyes.

...

An Guo made a song that calmed the world and everyone praised it.

She put down the microphone and glanced at the two people in the corner of her eyes, always staring without letting down.

After the event, the resident came out to make a summary, and the atmosphere changed from relaxed to serious.

Mentioned everyone’s performance during the internship period.

The resident turned around: "An Xue, stand up."

The petite girl raised a smile: "Yes."

"Here I would like to give special praise to An Xue from our group. In line with the medical ethics of caring for each patient, a few days ago, it was discovered that the baby girl born by Zhang Lizhen's patient suffered from nausea and muttering. She was brave enough to challenge the authority and promptly proposed to Dr. Wen. Questioning, Dr. Wen took us to the pediatrics department, and finally saved a small life in time. I mentioned this matter to let everyone have a heart of compassion like Xiang Anxue, without authority and respect. Medicine itself, dare to question and dare to raise, so that we can become a truly good doctor in the future."

Everyone is applauding.

An Guo yawned, and then clapped his hands boredly.

Looking at the crowd, An Xue smiled shyly, very restrained and sincere: "Actually, I didn't do anything. I just like babies better. I think they are simple and cute, so I often visit them."

A certain intern intervened: "That Xiaoxue must be innocent at heart."

Everyone agrees.

An Guo lowered his head to take the wine, wondering if it was an illusion. In the dark light, I always felt that there was sight on his side as if he hadn't stopped.

She raised her head to drink, and heard the man who had never spoken in a low voice: "An Xue."

An Xue turned her head, her eyes bright, "Doctor Wen?"

The man is half-bright and half-dark, so that the slightly raised peach eyes are also half-bright and half-dark, and he can't see what is under his eyes.

He was sitting in a lazy posture, his eyes lowered slightly, and his speech seemed to be extremely casual: "How has the baby of Zhang Lizhen's patient recovered recently?"

An Guo looked up.

Seeing An Xue's face that was shocked but pressed in time.

An Xue smiled. When everyone looked over, they blinked innocently and stuck out their tongues: "Doctor Wen, I have been too busy these past two days. The little guy is fine."

The man took a sip of his drink, glanced at some place, squeezed out his cigarette butt and stood up, with his hands in his pockets, he did not get a trace of dust in the bustling private room, "You continue to play." 516 Novel Network www.516xs.com

After he left, An Guo exhaled, and his body suddenly relaxed, drinking wine and singing, the more joyous his frustrated face became.

An Xue can please everyone and she is always the one who is isolated. It is not a day or two.

She told herself to be patient.

Staying in this group, she has her purpose.

...

In the half month after the party, An Guo did not see Wen Jinhuai.

It is said that he was invited to the United States to undergo a highly difficult surgery.

Anguo has heard about his legends and wonderful works.

He studied outside of his mind and mind, participated in the peacekeeping force as a military doctor, and survived the bullet rain. After returning to China, he violated the meaning of Mr. Wen and did not inherit the family hospital. Instead, he opened a gynecological hospital and became an obstetrician expert. .

I heard that in those few years, women in city A were just like crazy.

Mr. Wen was coldly waiting for the women's hospital to close down.

With a large number of female'patients', this women's hospital has not only failed to close down, but has become a leader among specialist hospitals.

He is now a doctor in obstetrics and gynecology department, but he often suffers from extracardiac and brain surgery incurable diseases.

Those hands are really gods.

...

Seeing others again, not in the hospital.

After the shift on Friday, An Guo changed clothes and planned to go home, but her mother Zhou Xuejuan called and asked her to drive directly to the Anjia mansion.

An Guo never went back to that'home', asking something on the phone.

Zhou Xuejuan seemed to be very angry and didn't say much, asking her what she was doing these days, it didn't take a long time to ask her. An Xue's movements were so fast that she was dazzling, do you know!

When An Guo heard it was An Xue, it must be no good.

She drove back to the Anjia mansion.

When I parked, I walked into the lobby of the villa. It was time for dinner at 7 o'clock in the evening.

The villa restaurant laughs and is harmonious.

An Guo changed his shoes and handed over his coat to the servant, holding the car key and walking over to take a look.

On the long white dining table, An Tao, who was discharged from the hospital, sits in a wheelchair, and An Xue’s mother and daughter sit side by side.

The other side, the clear silhouette with the shirt sleeves rolled up, is not Wen Jinghuai. Who is it?

An Tao was smiling and talking: "Young Master Wen, I can't please you, but we Xiaoxue pleased you. You sold my daughter's face instead of my face."

"Uncle Xu joked. I have been cooperating with Tairen for nearly a month. I should have visited Uncle Xu long ago. It was not a reminder from Ms. An. I have a lot of trouble and I forgot.

The male voice is clear and smooth, calm and relaxed.

An Guo looked at him coldly, An Xue glanced at the man shyly, lowered her head, and said softly: "As long as Dr. Wen doesn't blame me for suddenly offering an invitation."

The person Xiaoer was sitting in a lazy posture, looking at her body but standing upright, she shook her head calmly.

Wang Jia looked at the young men and women coming and going, laughing so that their mouths were almost crooked, and patted the back of her daughter's hand, angrily, "Xiaoxue is also really, not in the hospital, and Shao Wen is a kind person again, why is Dr. Wen Wen? What's the doctor's name? How many birth points!"

An Tao quickly agreed: "Yes."

An Xue raised her eyes slightly after another trial and error, her eyes moved, and her face was dizzy and she said softly: "Brother Wen."