A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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An Guo was frustrated for a while.

The man walked with his hands in the pockets of the white coat, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck, and touched her wrists. He looked bad with her thin lips.

When she let go of her hand, she glanced casually: "Do you need to notify your family?"

What the hell keep repeating there!

Ango is irritable: "No need."

The man stared at her with calm eyes and paused for a while, very indifferent: "Does the child stay or kill?"

An Guo looked up.

His expression was as usual and indifferent. It was his usual serious expression when he was seeing people. Only then did he understand that he was formulaically asking every early pregnant girl, and asked her again.

Anguo calms down, rests, anger, and anger.

Putting his arms around his chest, he still pierced him with a knife in my heart!

Bastard.

Your kind!

Keep it or kill it?What do you mean to stay or kill!

She even asked her to stay or knock down such words.

well.

Wen Jin carries you a thousand swords, you...you don't know anything, a fool!

She was so angry.

I'm going to cry.

An Guo lifted the quilt and got up.

Jumping out of the bed under the surprised eyes of the man, he didn't cherish the broken belly of this little Ya'er who was wearing someone!

Putting on the cloth shoes and rushing out for a few steps, he stopped again, and pointed at the broken man who had been sowing and sowing at the beginning, but who didn't know anything at the moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Warm and careful—"

"What's the matter?" The man looked over without emotion.

Anguo's fingers trembled.

Lips squirmed, eventually, eventually.

He blushed with anger, snorted coldly, turned around and stomped away in his innocent and quiet handsome face.

The man behind him: "..."

Entering pregnant mode is a little faster.

He didn't feel relieved. Judging from her appearance, it seemed that the child shouldn't have come.

Wen Jinhuai put down the stethoscope, put one hand in the pocket of the white coat, and waited a few seconds before going out.

The back figure was angrily walking fast, rushing all the way to the west ward.

He didn't lift a step further a few meters away.

Looking from a distance, she moved a chair by the bed and sat down. She didn't move for a few minutes, and finally lay on the arm of the man on the bed, with her thin shoulders shrugging.

Wen Jinhuai watched for a long time.

The man's eyes were cold in the light.

You guessed it right, the child's father might be the man named Gu Ting who had a car accident.

She fainted and took her to get her pulse, and he was basically sure that she was pregnant.

He was surprised.

Surprised, and felt a little bored, as well as disappointment that is not clear.

However, he is also rational. After all, he is not his, an intern, and she has her freedom to become pregnant.

An Guo cried for a while in Gu Ting's ward, calming down a bit.

From adulthood at the age of eighteen to the present, in nine years, she has not cried.

The fast-paced life and the complex and sinister family have allowed her to grow up quickly, and she has no time to sort out and take care of her excess mood.

She is confident that she can handle the size of her life case.

But I didn't expect that at the age of twenty-seven, a woman from innocent to mature watershed, she stabbed herself such a big basket.

It turns out that crying is useless.

She cried for a while, except for her body lacking water and her voice was dry and hoarse, but the little Po Ya'er in her stomach didn't cry for her.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the resident gathered there, and the cell phone jingled.

An Guo applied cold water to her eyes, tied her hair while jogging, passed by the hospital restaurant, grabbed a piece of bread and told the little brother that she owed it first.

Nibbled in a hurry and came to the assembly hall.

The daily internship, day after day, is here again.

The resident first summarized the performance of the group interns yesterday, basically criticizing and adding all kinds of unscrupulous'insults'.

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The hospital is busy, everyone is in a hurry, and the high-intensity work makes the doctors and nurses look like machines with serious faces.

Only these small internships are the only ones who occasionally intermittently babble, talk small talk and have fun, and change tasks with each other.

Today's Ango has a particularly cold face.

The team members can see it.

The resident saw it too.

The resident stared at her tired white face and arranged tasks for the other team members in turn.

An Guo didn't know where to look.

It took a long time to find out that An Xue was not seen.

She didn't even bother to care about any miscellaneous people. After last night, if she was still a face, she should retreat in the face of difficulty and would not appear in the Wen Jinghuai group again.

An Guo laughed at himself and thought, should he change the group again?

"Anguo?"

She emptied her white head and gathered it quickly, her pupils returning to her senses: "Yes, it is."

The resident frowned, took the medical record book from the nurse, and was unwilling to speak.

An Guo clasped her hands in front of her, not in a hurry, it was best to leave her with no task.

Very sleepy, want to sleep.

Snapped--

The medical records overlapped.

The resident looked up: "Why are you still standing here?"

"Zhang Zhu, what is my task?"

"You go to enema the patient."

"..."

Look, offend the end of the boss boss.

An enema is an enema.

She was pregnant and she was afraid of enema.

...

but……

When standing in the ward, the obese man took off his gown and pants, spanked his buttocks with obesity patterns, and squatted up—

Anguo stared at the medical lubricant squeezed out of the gloved fingers.

That is quite uncomfortable.

The patient was in his forties, a middle-aged man, quite shy and serious, and glanced sideways at this beautiful little beauty in his twenties.

Even worse.

So, in this uncomfortable atmosphere--

"Oh!"-the man exclaimed.

An Guo looked up, without thinking about where his finger is now, silently looking at the sky——

If it's just a patient.

There may be hope in her life.

After she gave ten patients an enema in one ward continuously.

An Guo didn't know how to get out of the ward.

His face was blue, and his lips were whitish.

The elevator doors opened, and her face darkened when she looked up.

The man was standing behind several doctors and nurses. Inside the white lab coat was a gray-blue surgical gown. He slightly bent his neck and frowned to see what was in his hand.

He is very tall, standing straight, and standing upright, making it too difficult to be ignored in the crowd.

Anguo did not enter, nor did he not enter.

Inside, a pair of eyes looked at her, and she was also silly, staring at each other.

Xu was the elevator did not go, the man finally raised his eyes slightly.

In the white light of the elevator, those eyes were like the deepest pool of ink that An Guo had ever seen. How quiet was it?

It makes you feel quiet and can be so charming.

The man's gaze was delivered over, if it seemed to be nothing, he moved away casually, focused on him, with no distraction, short black hair on his forehead, lying softly, covering those deep pupils.

An Guo's small hand on his side, clenched fist, icy cold, bowed his head and walked in.

The elevator smell is very mixed.

At this moment, only the familiar and clean breath mixed with disinfectant could be heard behind her.

She only got off when she came to the first floor.

The elevator went down one floor, and when she reached the fourth floor, she followed others out.