A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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The interns gathered at 1:30!

She came to the assembly hall with a pale face, and couldn't find a resident on the left and right, thinking about death.

I found the next shift schedule.

Very weird.

It was written on the task sheet that she was sorting out the medical equipment library.

The lobby nurse/setter came to a small intern in the group, came over to pat her shoulder, and felt very sympathetic: "I heard that you have offended the boss and the boss of the boss. Enema in the morning and sorting the warehouse in the afternoon. The sorrows have changed, Guoguo, you Behave well, you will have a bright future."

"..."

"Xiao Li, who wrote this schedule?"

Xiao Li glanced at him: "I don't know, but everyone is doing the task. Look at you pale and tired. Hey, don't be so real. When the warehouse is organized by others, it is just perfunctory, and so are you. After get off work, I went to a bar for a drink. The group was so curious about An Xue's sudden departure. Let's make some gossip about it?"

An Guo shook his head.

"Cut." Xiao Li left.

She turned the form left and right, and she couldn't tell who wrote it.

It is estimated that the arrangement was confused.

Then she should go to the warehouse to have a look.

Who knows that when you get to the warehouse, the door is locked.

Anguo returned and had nothing to do. She sat in a quiet place to hide, and slept a little bit more vigorously, but when she was in a bad mood, she seemed very weak.

The phone rang.

Three thirty is the time for the attending doctor’s consultation and the interns to participate in the study.

The patient in the consultation was Gu Ting who had recovered.

An Guo was dizzy, only to remember that he didn't have time to come and see others this day.

Gu Ting's mother was here, but An Xue was still missing.

An Guo walked into the ward, where the interns were all there. She looked at Gu Ting, he was not so clear yet, as if he hadn't seen her.

Don't say hello for now.

At the door, several attendants filed in.

Among them, the man is tall and tall.

He participated in Gu Ting's emergency surgery, although it was not an attendant.

Wen Jinhuai didn't speak the whole time. He could come or not for this consultation, but he came eventually.

He said in his heart, the ghost is obsessed with his heart.

During the seven or eight minutes of consultation, the man's gaze seemed to be absent, and he glanced twice more in one direction.

At the end of the consultation, the attending doctor and interns went out.

An Guo walked behind, passed the edge of the hospital bed, and touched Gu Ting's arm.

Gu Ting moved slightly, looking over, An Guo took off his breathing mask, hissed, and refused to let him speak, "The situation is fine, you are still a handsome guy without a broken arm."

Gu Ting's mother wiped tears from the side, making An Guo a little bit of water in her eyes.

The back and forth of life depends on personal will.

If Gu Ting is gone, what should Gu Ting's mother do?

She sighed in her heart and put on his breathing mask again. Gu Ting was quiet and looked towards the door.

An Guo knew who he was waiting for, so he couldn't help but said in a low voice, "Don't wait."

Slowly, disappointment becomes despair, and you will wake up.

She patted the back of his hand and turned around, only to find that the man hadn't left yet.

A white coat, frowned.

Anguo walked outside with his long legs straight. He raised his hand to look through the medical record book, but his sight was not on the notebook.

An Guo turned around at the door.

Seeing this man in a white coat, he walked to the bed and stopped, his whole body was a bit fierce, his face was expressionless, and he spoke coldly to Gu Ting on the bed, without head or tail: "Congratulations."

Gu Ting was stunned.

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At this moment, the man's clear profile face was cold and hard, and there was a faint chill. His thin lips moved closed: "As a man, please pay for the responsibility."

"Doctor?" Gu Ting was puzzled.

The man turned around coldly, passed Anguo, and left without squinting.

There was a cold wind on An Guo's face.

After thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at Gu Ting for a moment.

"Guoguo, what is this doctor talking about? Looking at you when talking to me, what happened to you?"

As Gu Ting reminded him, An Guo's thoughts turned, she raised her hand, clenched a fist, and hammered her head.

Before it was too late to talk to Gu Ting, An Guo chased out with a deep eyebrow.

Stopped him silently: "Doctor Wen."

The man stopped.

An Guo trot over, feeling angry and helpless, grabbing his wrist and pulling him towards the end of the corridor.

The window was open, and the cold winter wind swished, making people's faces chilly, and their thoughts so clear.

The two faced each other, and An Guo took a deep breath: "Doctor Wen, I don't know what you have misunderstood. My child is not Gu Ting's. Please don't give your child An father."

In the dark light, the man's side face was so beautiful that it looked like a sculpture. He bent his neck slightly. He raised his eyes when he heard this, his eyes were dark and sharp and he asked, "Whose is that?"

An Guo groaned.

When he looked up a few seconds later, the corners of his mouth were smiling, looking at the man who asked seriously.

At this moment, there was an impulse in her heart, and she raised her eyebrows and said: "It's not Dr. Wen's yours. Why are you asking?"

The man's brows wrinkled even more, and his eyes lowered: "I didn't know you still have a complicated relationship between men and women."

"Do you like that man in the ward?"

An Guo twisted his head in his deep and sharp voice.

"This person and your sister, Miss An Xue, I saw them walking very close in the parking lot."

An Guo coldly said, "Thank you for reminding, I know."

Wen Jinghuai couldn't hear her choking little pepper tone, unmarried and early pregnancy, so rebellious!

"The one in your stomach is not from the man you like, is that messy?"

An Guo raised his chin and stared at him, her diamond-shaped pink lips pressed tightly, and she said nothing.

The man’s eyes were as cold as ink, as if he had guessed it correctly, he was no longer gentle and cold, and he said a few words—

"One night/love?"

As soon as his head exploded, he was dumbfounded, and An Goteng's face flushed, and immediately turned white again embarrassingly.

This statement is the most straightforward, but it is correct.

What was the dew of a night that was absurd with him, not a night?

In this more than a month of thinking, I personally felt his personality, his charm, and his unique and clean temperament.

Sometimes An Guo inevitably has that girl's dream.

Will beautify the night with him in a shallow dream.

In reality, his three words beat her back to her original form.

Yes, there is no element of any wonderful story. It was she who forced it, and it was him who went to the wrong room. Everything went wrong, creating today's embarrassment and distress.

There is no emotional foundation, and even no acquaintance, one has a purpose, the other is controlled by the drug, and the most primitive impulse of men and women creates a small life.

Not good at all.

This is the real interpretation that night.

Her mood suddenly fell to the extreme.

Silence, let Wen Jinhuai know that he guessed right again.

The man's deep eyes were a little bit cold.

Willing to be different for her is the existence of different women in this impetuous society.

A serious and lively, very angry woman, caring for the patient, cold and hot inside.

Assistant Xiaolu also told him that he had met on an airplane before, but he didn't look at her face, she splashed him all over.

The thirty-four years that Wen Jinhuai has lived are really blank in terms of feelings.

The outside world, including a few good brothers who walked close, all said that he has a real tendency to be gay.