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Xia Wancheng always thinks of the consultation room of Dr. Michael's hospital in Ji'an.
It was a transparent and bright room, with big trees blocking out the sky and sun outside the window. The room was full of greenery, and there would be different floral scents as the seasons changed. Behind the screen is a spacious sitting area with a large bookshelf against the wall, a single sofa and a lounge chair, and a soft and clean bed.
Xia Wancheng was very surprised when Xiao Zhao opened Michael's lounge in Bohai No. 1 Hospital for her.
You can see the whole room at a glance. A small window, a desk, a chair, and a wooden bed that looked very stiff.
Xia Wancheng couldn¡¯t imagine how Dr. Micheal, who was tall and long-legged, could move around in such a cramped room. She asked in surprise: "Does he rest here on weekdays?"
Actually, there is no need for Xiao Zhao to answer. Xia Wancheng has already smelled the scent of rosewood and ink that belongs to Micheal in this room.
Xiao Zhao feels aggrieved: "Sometimes the operation is late, and he has to do ward rounds the next day, so he will rest here."
Xiao Zhao left first. Xia Wancheng walked around the room a few times and felt bored, so she hung the pennant she brought with her on the wall. After doing all this, she leaned in front of the desk, picked up a book at random and started reading. Gradually, my eyelids felt sleepy and I became unconscious.
Faintly, Xia Wancheng heard the sound of an ambulance coming from a distant place. She felt like she was awake, but not fully awake. Her eyes were half open and half closed, and her gaze moved from the ceiling to the figure in front of the desk. This feeling of confusion made it impossible for her to distinguish the difference between reality and dreams. She used all her strength to move her weak body and tilted her head, and her eyes could finally be completely focused on the back in front of the desk.
She suddenly thought that if she could see such a person beside her every time she woke up from nightmares, maybe she wouldn't always be tossing and turning because of nightmares and insomnia.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Xia Wancheng felt the tired and numb feeling on her fingers fade away. She moved her wrist, and her body and consciousness were completely awake at this moment.
She was asleep.
"what time is it?"
The person at the desk turned around, and the chair legs made a sharp noise on the concrete floor.
"Are you awake?" A familiar gentle voice.
She squinted her eyes and looked carefully, with a familiar look, "Have you finished the operation?"
"Um."
"Why don't you wake me up?"
"I see you slept very well."
Xia Wancheng took out her mobile phone with difficulty. It's now nine o'clock in the evening, and if she fully expects it, she will be able to sleep for five or six hours during this nap.
"It's over, I'm going to have insomnia again tonight." The girl was very sad.
"Have you been having insomnia lately?"
¡°You should ask me if there¡¯s ever a day when I don¡¯t have insomnia?¡±
He sighed softly, "Do you still have a headache recently?"
"sometimes will."
As soon as Xia Wancheng finished speaking, she felt a hand that was neither hot nor cold pressed against her forehead. "Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?"
This hand moved back a little along her forehead, and Xia Wancheng realized that her headband had been untied. Micheal ran his fingertips through her hair and along her scalp, "Does it hurt here?"
The two of them were very close. Xia Wancheng knew that this was a consultation from a neurologist, but she still had some unexplained complex emotions in her heart.
¡°Sometimes it hurts here, sometimes it hurts there, sometimes the whole head hurts.¡±
Maybe it was because the environment here was too quiet, Xia Wancheng could hear the soft and coquettish tone in her voice.
She actually doesn¡¯t like this.
In Xia Wancheng's mind, he should be a cold-faced killer who has mastered the Heartless Sword to the 100th level, and a Miejie Master who is unmoved and inhumane.
The neurologist expert asserted: "You are still very stressed. Maybe you can take some auxiliary drugs."
"I won't eat!" Xia Wancheng punched the sky, "Man can defeat nature! I firmly believe that I can defeat the disease with my strong will!"
Dr. Micheal was stunned for a moment and said something unclear: "I love to show off my strength."
Xia Wan¡¯s orange eyes rolled around, and when she saw the bright red gold banner on the white wall, she muttered: ¡°Medical master, friend of women.¡±
I couldn¡¯t help but laugh out loud, ¡°How is it? Do you like the new banner?¡±
"You can only hang up here. If you hang up in the office, the patients who come for consultation will feel that they hang up in the wrong clinic."You¡¯re not angry or complaining? Xia Wancheng turned to look at him, slightly puzzled: "I seem to be in a good mood today? Was the operation successful?"
Dr. Michael smiled lightly and said nothing. Xia Wancheng also smiled, "The patient himself and the patient's family may not be as happy as you."
¡°Everyone¡¯s original intention is to hope that the patient can recover.¡±
Xia Wancheng was unconvinced and said: "Who said that? If I had brain surgery today, Xue Ming would definitely go to worship Buddha and burn incense and pray that I would die in the operating room."
Having said this, Xia Wancheng felt that it had ruined the good atmosphere, so she anxiously changed the topic, "I was invited by the wife of the chairman of Longsheng Group and saw the blue sea with my own eyes. It's as you said, the beauty is breathtaking. . Mr. Gu Wanqi said that it was only because of your mention that this success happened. How can I thank you?"
Micheal picked up the book again, "You said it too, but I can't take credit for just mentioning it."
Xia Wancheng looked at the ceiling blankly and whispered: "Many people told me that the car you are driving now is under Ms. Gu's name. Some people also said that you can be named deputy chief physician in Ji'an Hospital because of Because of Ms. Gu¡¯s background. Some people say that you are not related to her"
Xia Wancheng bit her lower lip tightly, unable to speak any more.
After a long time, someone next to you said, "What do you think?"
"I seem to be a despicable and dirty person, full of dirty thoughts." She covered her face.
He glanced at her and said, "The truth is not what they said."
Xia Wancheng's eyes were filled with mist, and she said dullly, "Isn't it?"
Micheal said firmly: "No."
Xia Wancheng turned to look at him. After looking at him for a long time, when she saw that the person in front of her was beginning to feel strange, she said, "Then I will completely believe you."
She clenched her fist and waved it in vain, "Next time whoever dares to say that to you in front of me, I will give him a good beating and let him know what trouble comes from the mouth."
"You really" Dr. Micheal sighed, with a rare look of helplessness on his face, "I have never seen a girl who is more thoughtful than you, but sometimes she is so childish that it makes people speechless. You want How hard do you have to work to get rid of this heavy burden?"
This is an unsolvable question for Xia Wancheng, and it is the ultimate problem that Xia Chan cannot answer even in his dreams at night.
She really doesn¡¯t want to think about this now. He just waved his hand exaggeratedly in the air and shouted with enthusiasm: "I'm hungry! Let's go and eat!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com