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 looked up, staring at the velvet chandelier above his head, and watching, his eyes flashed across the duty room. When the woman approached, the long hair lying on the side of her neck smelled soft, her shoulders were white and very white. Runny, skinny, vivid eyes when talking, cold and charming...

He regained his senses for a while, frowning tightly, when will the woman's figure flash in his mind?

Could it be that I drank too much.

But Xiao Yichen next to him was also muttering, "Brother Jin, I've been watching Ang all night, what do you always stare at your left hand for?"

Wen Jinhuai's face was blue, really dazed.

That woman!

He was even more annoyed and decided to dislike this woman from now on.

Xiao Yichen squinted his eyes and smiled low at his friend: "It must be because Brother Jinhuai did something shameful with his left hand just now, such as..."

Raise an eyebrow and aim at the man's belt.

What Xiao Yichen said was the aspect of his own hands.

It's impossible for brother to not need it. Even if he is indifferent, there are times when he thinks about whether he has used his hands or not. Xiao Yichen is curious.

Wen Jinhuai, but with a guilty conscience, kicked over again, got up and returned to the car in annoyance, and wiped his hands with the disinfectant that he brought with him.

He whispered secretly again, what is he doing? He doesn't touch/female touch/to the doctor usually?

This woman, what is different about her, she is at most a little older in Hungary.

He was sitting in the car, the night was mellow and cold, and the man's eyes were flashing dark as the night, and he was momentarily upset.

...

Wen Jinhuai did not go to Tairen Hospital for four consecutive days.

The fifth day was because the former neurosurgery chief of the epilepsy patient called Doctor Zhang and asked him to go to the consultation together.

The consultation is scheduled for three in the afternoon.

He arrived at Tairen, changed into a white coat in the office, took a break after drinking a cup of coffee, and the phone rang.

Walk to the patient's ward, and talk to the resident on the other side of the phone as he walks: "Let them gather at the door of the ward."

Waiting for Wen Jinhuai to step into the spacious ward, the afternoon sunlight came in, and it was very bright on the heads and shoulders of the white coats in the ward.

His eyes condensed.

Anguo expected his reaction.

Reported to the group just now, An Xue's reaction made her feel good all afternoon.

Now, it's obviously better.

I didn't expect her to come back to the group!

If you don't let me return, I can't think of a way yet.

After four days of hard work, she used her ingenuity to get a tall boy in the group willingly to change with her.

Someone took the initiative to change groups, what else does his chief mentor have to say?

Of course, if he insists on targeting her, he can still force her away.

An Guo was a little bit nervous.

Unexpectedly, the man's eyebrows were only slightly frowned, and as if there were no traces, he indifferently took over the patient record book of the team leader's small internship, as if it was not his business.

An Guo looked at him with a tilted head and turned his face to the side. He nodded with the neurosurgery doctor Zhang: "Go ahead."

He smiled with the patient, his eyes filled with tenderness.

The female patient was pregnant with a bulging belly. Her husband was beside her. Her eyes were faint and she shook her hands weakly: "Good afternoon, Doctor Wen."

"It feels uncomfortable without talking."

He leans slightly, everyone else's white coat is on his calf, his is on his knees, and his clothes are neat and clean.

The female patient nodded, tears in her eyes: "Doctor Wen, I am worried about my baby."

"When Dr. Zhang is performing brain surgery on you, I will give you a caesarean section at the same time. Any surgery is dangerous. Our doctor must go all out."

"Thank you."

The man stood up straight and began the consultation. He lowered his eyes and frowned at the case. He asked: "The patient's name." Guanjiaxiaoshuo.com

An Guo: "Zhang Lizhen."

He asked again: "The current situation."

Everyone raised their hands, and the man glanced lightly and pointed at random.

An Xue smiled and stood forward and answered.

"Suggest therapy."

"How do I cooperate with Dr. Zhang during a C-section?"

...

After a round of questions, there were people who were repeatedly ordered. An Guo was sore with his hands. He didn't order her.

It can be said that the whole process is ignored.

An Guo held back, knowing that he had forged a beam this time, and in the future, facing him in this group, and An Xue, I am afraid that life will be very difficult.

But if you have to get in, isn't it just to prevent them from hooking up/to get together, and to prevent them from getting better?

She just wants to be an invincible sparkling light bulb, a great inspector, and a king of destruction!

After the consultation, assign tasks.

He arranged them one by one.

When she arrives at Anguo, her task is to stay in the ward to take care of the patient, and help deal with the patient's excrement when the patient's husband is too busy.

People in the group laughed quietly.

An Guo calmly, her face as usual, "Okay, Doctor Wen."

Isn't it a protracted war?

The attending doctors left one after another, An Xue waited behind, and looked angrily as he passed by: "Doctor Wen really doesn't know Lianxiangxiyu, how can I arrange for your sister to carry shit and urine? Alas, I actually don't want to enter the operating room. I I'm not a doctor of medicine, a little master, Dr. Wen really can count on me."

Then he smiled in a low voice: "I raised my arm so much, right? Should my face hurt even more?"

Alludingly, she slapped herself.

Anguo silently filled out the case, and Yuan Shan eyebrows calmly provoked: "I have Hungarian hyperplasia, which Dr. Wen said when he touched it. He is a fake and serious, and we are all like this. The more people treat me. Strict, I'm afraid of being discovered by the hospital leaders."

After a leisurely word, put down the medical records and left.

The woman who smiled at the corner of her mouth was left behind.

An Xue clenched her fists and closed her eyes to calm her anger. It was useless, her eyes were sour.

...

The operation of Zhang Lizhen's patient, neurosurgery attending gynecology and obstetrics attending at the same time.

The child in the patient's stomach, Wen Jinhuai, had a successful laparotomy. The little guy had weak breathing, but was alive. When he came out, his mother entered the incubator and was taken over by the pediatrician.

The adults' situation is not so good.

In the third head surgery, the tumor was removed, but he fell into a coma.

An Guo was in the ward, watching Zhang Lizhen's husband cry so hard that she felt sad.

Just gave birth to the baby, but the mother was unpredictable.

She quietly exited the ward, shuttled in the corridor, watching the doctors hurry, the patient looked at a loss, and suddenly felt that this profession was not as magnificent as she imagined.

Life and death are always embarrassing.

Walked, came to the baby room.

On each bed, the babies may sleep soundly, awake with big, sturdy eyes, their skin is pure white like snow, and they are rosy, their little hands and feet raised up, babbling in the air.

An Guo's heart calmed down, and she felt healed, very beautiful.

She looked for the labels on the cot, and passed them one by one, and found Zhang Lizhen's little baby, who was just over three days old.

Thin and small, less than a month, so smaller than normal babies.

For these three days, An Guo was worried, so I asked about the situation. I heard from the intern in the Department of Pediatrics and Obstetrics. The little baby was very upbeat. After 24 hours, he is in good condition.

An Guo's eyes were soft, and she couldn't help looking at the French windows for a while.

But she looked at it, her face changed slightly.