Shining Stars: First Producer

"You used to take care of me, but today it's finally my turn to take care of you," the little girl silently made a decision in her heart, looked at the man seriously, and said softly, "But I don't know what kind of Actions can make you look more comfortable, I can only follow my own ideas."

After the little girl finished speaking, she waited quietly for a while, she was expecting to hear the response from the person on the hospital bed, whether it was scolding or praise, all of this was what she expected.

However, in the quiet ward, he could hear the beating sound of the hanging clock, but he couldn't hear a word from the hospital bed.

Even though he tried his best to put his ears close, and even held his breath, what he heard was still a piece of silence, a sour feeling suddenly surged in his nose, the little girl raised her hand to cover her eyes, There was no other movement, and it remained silent for a long time.

"I really hope that you can get up and talk to me in the next second," he still couldn't bear the choking that had risen to his throat, and whispered intermittently.

Of course, the people who had left didn't know what happened in the ward. The director looked helplessly at the person sitting next to him, and asked with some doubts, "What do you want to know?"

The man shook his head helplessly, and couldn't say anything else for a long time, because catching up seemed to be an automatic decision made by his body, but he didn't make any choices or thoughts for this action in his heart.

Being able to clearly feel the bewilderment in the man's eyes, the director sighed softly and walked forward first.

"Since you haven't figured it out yet, let's think about it slowly," the director said softly.

The man followed behind him step by step, and soon came to his office. It didn't have too many complicated decorations, but there were a lot of books. The man glanced at it casually. Shocked, he withdrew his mind.

"Sit down," the director said softly, and turned around to grab the tea leaves he put beside him, but he soon remembered something, turned around and asked him, "What do you drink? Tea or plain water? Because I Don't like coffee, there's no such thing here."

"Plain water is fine," the man tugged at the hem of his clothes unconsciously, as if such an action could give her enough sense of security, and said softly, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"No trouble," raised his eyebrows, the director put back the tea already in his hand, and said softly, "I hope that there will be more communication between the doctor and the patient's family, which will be good for us all." .”

While speaking, the director couldn't help but think of the inexplicable incidents that had become more and more frequent during this period, a trace of anger quickly flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and sat down in front of him calmly.

Although that person is not a person who likes to pay attention to current affairs very much, he still knows very well about the large-scale riots in the hospital, and he has no other reaction to the director's uncontrollable anger before, let alone It is the illusion that the anger is directed at oneself.

The steaming heat blocked the distance between the two of them, and no one could see clearly whose eyes. The man unconsciously raised his hand to touch the rim of the cup, but was caught off guard by the scalding temperature.

A trace of surprise flashed across the director's eyes. He glanced at the person who quickly retracted his hand, and said with a helpless smile, "This is boiling water, please keep your voice down."

The man's face turned red all of a sudden, he pretended to cough lightly, and changed the subject solemnly, "I would like to ask, will this surgery leave any unhealable effects on him?"

"No," the director waved his hand without thinking, and said very clearly, "It's just a minor operation, not as difficult as you imagined."

"Minor surgery?" The man didn't quite believe his answer. He frowned, fixed his eyes on the other party, and asked tentatively, "Such a small surgery can also alarm you." ?"

The director was stunned for a moment, and only then did he understand what caused his worries now, a look of amusement flashed across his eyes, he quickly waved his hand, and explained, "It's Bai Xiaofei, she's a little worried, let me Go and take a look."

"Bai Xiaofei?" Hearing this strange name, the man couldn't help squinting his eyes, and after a while he slowly came to his senses, and asked in a low voice with some disbelief, "It's the young man who has been with me outside today. ?"

"So you don't even know each other?" The director asked in surprise, and after a while he smiled helplessly, a flash of understanding flashed across his eyes, and he also praised Bai Xiaofei.

Sensitively aware of the change in the director's eyes, the man's heart quickly slid through all kinds of thoughts, and after a while he smiled and said, "He is a very kind person."

When he was speaking, he kept observing the changes in the eyes of the other party, and as expected, he saw that after his own words fell, the corners of the other party's mouth immediately lifted up, and the eyes showed a lot of pride and pride.

"That's right," the director echoed and sighed, but soon smiled and comforted, "So you really don't have to worry, and if you have any problems, you can come to me directly, and I will definitely help if I can."

Hearing such reassurance, the man's eyes flashed a touch of emotion, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, after a while he took a long breath and sat up from the stool, pretending to be calm bowed to him.

"Thank you!" He didn't know what kind of reaction he should make or what he should say under such kind treatment. All he could say with all his brains and strength was just a word of thanks.

Although it sounded like a fluffy polite remark, the director could hear the man's sincerity from here, and his eyes moved quickly.

"There's no need to make such an appearance, this is what I should do," the director waved his hand, and emphasized in a serious manner, "As long as all the patients are well, I will be satisfied."

"You are a good doctor." Biting his lips lightly, the man emphasized solemnly. He didn't use the broad sense of person, but the narrow sense of doctor, because he could clearly feel the director's respect for the doctor. A high degree of recognition of his current identity.