You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!I was upset, and I was in the same space with him, as if my breathing was gone.
It is better to take the stairs.
The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the deep eyes of the black man who raised it.
Go to the first floor to deal with the patient a little, and then go back to the fifth floor.
There are three more patients who need enema.
An Guo numbly operated. There was a boy in his teens who was particularly uncooperative when he saw a female doctor. The parents persuaded him to live and die. After eleven o'clock, An Guo gave an enema.
She was hungry and tired, but didn't want to eat.
Out of the ward waiting for the elevator.
As soon as the door opened, the man was seen inside.
Three black lines circled Anguo's forehead.
It was the man who didn't have much information in his hand this time. He changed his surgical gown, navy blue shirt, black trousers, with one hand in his trouser pocket, standing tall.
When seeing her, Yipai's face was expressionless and calm.
Since what happened with this Wen Jinhuai, An Guo intuitively felt that his cultivation was disintegrating day by day.
His face was blue, and he cursed in his heart, X was a dog.
The hospital is so big, it’s not like that. See you when you look up!
Today I found a ball hidden in her stomach, so all kinds of'encounters' have come?
To die.
He is alone in the elevator.
The man is at ease, looking like he is going to eat after get off work.
Glancing at her, frowning his clear eyebrows: "Can't you get in?"
An Guo stepped in with a cold face, standing on the opposite corner farthest from this person with a face of death.
He asked: "What floor?"
"Two." She was colder.
The man's slender fingers pressed the number keys, and then the clean hand was inserted into his pocket, his silhouette straight and slender.
An Guo looked over, his hands were in the pockets of his trousers. The trousers were slim again. The material was so good that it was inevitable that the man's body was slightly flattened.
She turned away.
Think of the small sac budding in the belly.
She thought angrily and blushing, it was his thing that made her belly bigger.
It was only two times, both for the first time. Why did you... win the prize?
I was still studying medicine, and I even forgot the law that everything is possible in medicine. Afterwards, I was busy inquiring from Zeng Weiwei, afraid of hiding.
I completely forgot about taking medicine.
Now I have to swallow bitter fruit.
The child's father is right in front of her, shaking in front of her all day long.
Today this has been shaking three or four times.
He was good, calm and comfortable, and didn't know that there was a kind of him in the belly of the woman in front of him.
An Guo is really upset, why doesn't he have to bear anything?
The more I think, the more angry.
My heart was depressed, and suddenly there was sour water in my stomach, and my head sank again.
She snorted and immediately covered her mouth.
The man smelled the movement and looked over: "What's wrong?"
She turned sideways, not wanting to pay attention to him.
She stretched out her hand to support the wall, another arch of vomit.
Wen Jinhuai walked over and held out her hand to grasp the woman's slender shoulder blades without any flesh. She clasped her hands in her palms: "Nauseous?"
"Yep."
An Guo felt that the bread he had eaten in the morning in his stomach had reached his throat, and turned anxiously to look at the elevator numbers.
Wen Jinhuai turned his head and quickly pressed the next floor.
She vomited again, her eyebrows twisted into knots, her fingers covered her mouth with white fingers, and she was lying on the elevator door waiting to rush out.
The man pulled her back.
It's dangerous to be next to the elevator door.
An Guo slammed into his arms and shook his movements, uncontrollably, and vomited out.
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Seeing her in a cold sweat, the man hugged her with sturdy arms and walked out.
In the lattice door of the men's bathroom, Anguo was put down steadily by him, with his hair tied down, bending over to the toilet and retching.
The door was not closed. The man was standing in the aisle. The black floor and white walls in the bathroom had a particularly strong smell of disinfectant. He closed his eyebrows and took out medical wipes from the pocket of his white coat.
When she stopped making a sound, the man knocked on the door with his white fingers: "Sure?"
Anguo murmured, as if vomiting out, very weak.
Wen Jinhuai opened the door, seeing that her face was especially white in the light, and handed over the wet towel, "wipe it."
Anguo took it, and was too uncomfortable to speak.
"This is morning sickness." He said.
When the body is uncomfortable, bad emotions are overwhelmed, and you will be blamed and uncontrollable.
Anguo looked at him now, clean, juicy, chic and suave, all right and light.
She was full of anger.
Blame how I got pregnant.
Blame him for making himself pregnant.
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
This person didn't know what she was thinking, but noticed the bad emotions towards him, and asked indifferently: "What did you eat in the morning?"
"bread."
"Don't eat cold things in the future. Right now you are pregnant. Take care of yourself while continuing your internship. Second, you should suspend your internship and go home to have a baby."
He frowned and said, faintly and solemnly, to her doctor's advice.
An Guo glanced at him, Xingyuan's pupils moved softly.
A gentle and powerful man can easily make a woman have the urge to act like a baby.
Besides, what's in his stomach is his flesh and blood.
An Guo was in front of him, and somehow the big woman couldn't get up. She wanted to get angry, complain, and get angry with him.
But there is no suitable reason.
Think about it, blame him for what?
He didn't even know, you didn't tell him.
But tell him, will the situation be better than it is now?
An Guo dare not think.
Her head was in this chaotic state this morning.
When encountering something that can't be solved, I feel anxious, regret and blame myself and find no way out.
She looked at him as if crying, and in front of him, her mind became fragile inexplicably.
With his eyes facing each other, the man suddenly walked two steps closer, the bathroom was very quiet, and the man's eyes were quiet, covered with gentleness and tenderness. It was the first time that he saw her like a rabbit, and his eyes were red.
He was bewildered, and for a while, he lifted his fingers to touch her pale cheeks, with a low voice: "Don't cry, it will get better, and morning sickness will disappear after a while."
Anguo's tears were in her eyes.
The lips are red and squirming.
Finally lowered his eyelashes and turned around, leaving his face away from the man's dry fingertips.
She walked out of the bathroom.
The man lowered his hand, frowned his handsome eyebrows, stood for a moment, lowered his head, and found stolen goods on his shirt.
He came out to wash his hands and went back to the office to change clothes and take a bath.
It was lunchtime, and the insider dialed the number of Resident Zhang and asked someone to come over.
The resident was having a meal. Hearing the command from the boss, he put down his dinner plate and went straight to the office.
Wen Jinhuai didn't ask anything else, and his tone was as usual.
Resident Zhang reported on the work of every small intern in the group.
The man listened and clasped his hands on the desk, seemingly to say casually: "Anguo's practical ability is not as good as I expected. I will personally arrange her tasks in the future."
"Okay, then Doctor Wen will bother more."
The resident felt very ordinary, and at the same time gloated in his heart, as if this Anguo has not been favored by Doctor Wen.
This is terrible. Take it personally. Doctor Wen still doesn't know how to'torture' her.
...
For lunch, Anguo casually eats something, the stomach is very empty, the whole person will be more empty.
Not as usual, she discussed the rare cases in medical journals with other team members, and went to sleep in the duty room with a daze.
Woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon.