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!He passed her straight and ignored her.

An Guo turned and followed him, flat snow boots, she was half of her head short, in the position of his shoulder blade.

"Doctor Wen, thanks for your hard work, drink some coffee to refresh yourself. Besides, my friend..."

The man suddenly stopped, his long-legged surgical gown trousers and heels shook sharply. The clear and elegant face under the light looked expressionless at the moment, and his voice was extremely weak: "Your friend?"

An Guo nodded.

His eyes were colder, and he frowned: "In any case, ask Doctor Zhang behind."

When An Guo was stunned, the man's back was cold and left.

She seemed to be poured with inexplicably cold water suddenly.

It seemed that on the mountain road before, the person who was calm and quiet, taught her to encourage her to do tracheal intubation, seemed to have never existed.

I'm so puzzled.

Didn't you even rush to the hospital to perform surgery on Gu Ting?

Five hours before and after the operation, this attitude became too outrageous.

She doesn't know where to provoke him?

Did Gu Ting provoke him?Impossible, Gu Ting was unconscious on the operating bed.

An Guo was about to chase, but Gu Ting was pushed out behind her. She quickly put down her coffee on the seat, ran over, and followed the pushchair.

Holding Gu Ting's cold hand under the quilt, he whispered his name.

Dr. Zhang smiled beside him: "Thanks to Dr. Wen, the operation was successful and the patient passed the dangerous period."

An Guo had already guessed it, and raised his head to say thank you everyone.

The private ward she arranged for Gu Ting.

After entering the ward, Dr. Zhang said that although there is no life-threatening situation, he still needs to observe for 24 hours to rule out malignant complications after surgery.

Everyone left, Anguo adjusted the height of the bed, moved a chair and sat down by the bed.

She looked at the quiet, pale-faced young man on the bed. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were gentle and harmless. He was a sunny boy. Gu Ting was actually not suitable for business, and his heart was too soft and tolerant.

She held his hand and smiled: "When I played with you most in high school, you told me that you said that you were afraid of being poor since you were young, and you are very disciplined. In the future, you will surely live your life carefully and not leave. Detours. To what extent was An Xue injured tonight? You drove so fast if you never violated traffic rules, so you would die."

"...Gu Ting, let it go. Like me, slowly let go of it. It hurts at first and will feel very reluctant. You know? When you see you, you feel that all your persistence has collapsed. But time is a good medicine. I like you, you like An Xue, An Xue...I believe she only likes power and herself, so why bother."

...

Waiting corridor outside the operating room.

After going back and forth, the man in the surgical gown stood in the middle of the aisle of the chair.

It had always been a quiet and clear sight, and it was quite gloomy at the moment, looking at the lonely coffee on the chair that was left at random.

In the corridors of the early winter hospital, the coffee is no longer steaming.

The man stood erect, staring for a while without emotion, and looked away.

Before receiving her call, she continued to drive to Des Voeux Hospital.

A vicious car accident occurred at the intersection of the mountainside and the highway, resulting in several wounded. Des Voeux must be included in the hospital distribution.

The trauma emergency department informed him that he could go or not.

As the current person in charge of Des Voeux, he needs to arrive at the first time, arrange the emergency room, supervise and encourage him.

But received her call for help.

He stopped and instructed her to complete the emergency intubation in the field. She begged him not to hang up.

He didn't drive away.

He didn't drive until her'friend' got into the ambulance smoothly.

But at the crossroads leading to Des Voeux Hospital, the ghost made a bend.

This compassionate heart turned into a unilateral joke when she found that she was looking at the eyes of her'friend'.

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Wen Jinhuai did not understand.

What I understand is that I am very angry now, and an inexplicable puff of air rushes in his chest.

The man stands still in thought, and his silhouette forms a quiet picture in the alternation of light and dark.

The little guards/sciences who led the guards/sciences also followed motionless, looking stunned.

The nurses thought that Dr. Wen frowned slightly as if thinking something was so charming, but Dr. Wen kept staring at the cup of coffee, with a little bit of hatred in his eyes... Why?

The man suddenly turned around, his handsome face was calm, his slender fingers pointed at the coffee, and the gentleman pointed at one of the nurses/guards who were close by: "The chair is used for the patient's family to sit and wait. Please throw away the coffee. "

"Hey, good Doctor Wen."

The little nurse did it briskly, and said: "It seems that Interns Xu put it down just now. I thought she would come back to get it."

The man's face looked a little darker.

Turning around halfway, Ya Ran’s voice pierced a little fatigue after the operation, but it sounded very nice: "Please buy me a cup of hot coffee and three spoons of milk."

The nurse/senior blushed, surprised: "Doctor Wen, I'm right now, wait a minute!"

The man nodded: "Please send it to the office."

Turned around and left.

The nurse/skiller ran to the cafe and felt wrong. Dr. Wen's office was as luxurious as a dean, with a coffee machine, and he didn't like to drink coffee outside.

...

Half an hour later, the caregiver hired by Anguo arrived.

Gu Ting was in a coma and had nothing to take care of.

An Guo came out of the ward, sat in a chair, and notified Gu Ting's family in a complicated mood, but did not notify An Xue.

With blood stains on her body, she went to the bathroom and washed the blood on her face with cold water in the winter.

I originally planned to go back to the internship locker room to change clothes and take a hot bath, so that I could go to work in the morning. I thought about it, or go to Wen Jinhuai, and thank others again.

I feel that his attitude was a bit unusual just now.

She still didn't understand, the man said that when he changed his face, he changed his face, why suddenly he seemed particularly indifferent.

...

Before coming to the office, the door was not closed tightly, and a familiar aroma of coffee with milk wafted out.

An Guo smelled the coffee from the cafe next to the hospital she always bought. This milk flavor should have been added three spoons.

Well what does that mean?

She didn't drink the coffee she bought and ignored it.

Turning around and ran to buy a cup.

I don't understand what happened to him.

An Guo felt a little bit inexplicably grasping in her heart. This person looked gentle, but actually deep, which seemed to make people feel oppressed when facing.

She settled outside the door and knocked on the door.

No one answered unexpectedly.

An Guo pouted the corners of her lips, and opened the door generously, with a smile on her lips, "Doctor Wen."

"I haven't rested for coffee yet."

On the black leather sofa, the man with the surgical gown changed, the shirt, casual trousers and straight trousers, long legs overlapped, he was frowning and staring out the window at dawn thinking.

Hears the sound, cools down his handsome face, lowers his head to drink coffee, does not turn around to look human.

The office is huge.

So when no one speaks, the atmosphere is particularly...stiff.

Anguo laughed twice, and had already reached the middle of the room, and it was too late to go out.

The man drank his coffee with low eyes, long eyelashes, like two feather fans when he was quiet, his eyebrows and facial features, when he looked quietly, he really looked like the beautiful man walking out of the cartoon.