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He was fine before leaving in the morning, but when he came back he had a bad look on his face, making him look like a dirty thing.

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and suddenly lost her appetite: "Where were you just now?"

Song Hengjue said: "I went to buy food. Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing. Someone just said they saw you in the obstetrics and gynecology department," Yang Qingheng curled her lips, "That must have been a mistake."

"I misjudged what your friend was looking at." Song Hengjue stuffed the last few bites of food into his mouth, with no trace of guilt in his expression.

at night.

Yao Ying looked outside the door frequently.

Yang Qingheng opened the soft sleeper: "I have an operation tomorrow, so you should go to bed early today."

"Where did Hengjue go?" Yao Ying disobeyed and lay down with searching eyes.

Where? Of course in the gentle countryside.

Yang Qingheng was angry. Xu Lan had just become pregnant, and now the two of them were at their strongest, and they couldn't be separated for a moment.

She avoided Yao Ying's gaze and lowered her head to tuck her into bed: "I only borrowed a soft sleeper. He has no place to sleep if he stays here. I asked him to go back first."

"It's hard for you to still care about him." Yao Ying sighed and lay down honestly so as not to cause more trouble to her.

A craniotomy was required, and since Yao Ying was so old, Yao Ying's parents' family naturally couldn't let him go. Early the next morning, Song Hengjue's cousin and sister-in-law rushed to the hospital with their old father.

Seeing her younger brother, Yao Ying's face turned a little rosy and she pulled her to greet her.

Yang Qingheng looked at the happy scene inside and silently closed the door.

She didn't see Dr. Chang coming until noon, and her heart became heavier and heavier.

After all, it was an important exchange meeting. Dr. Xu said that the participants were all the country's top medical talents. Dr. Chang had been looking forward to it for a long time. There was no need to waste time for a stranger like her. Yang Qingheng had already been mentally prepared, but still There is inevitably some disappointment.

Seeing Yang Qingheng go out, Yao Cheng grabbed his sister's hand and said with a dark face, "Are you the one who made Yang Qingheng angry? I told you that you shouldn't marry such a restless person, but you didn't listen!"

His sister had always been in good health, but when she suddenly got this disease, it was hard for him not to suspect that bad woman Yang Qingheng.

Yao Ying subconsciously glanced at the door and scolded him: "Qing Heng is much better now and does everything thoughtfully. Don't be suspicious of others!"

How sad it would be if Qingheng heard this.

Yao Cheng looked strangely at his son and daughter-in-law beside him.

Li Qiqi nodded: "My cousin has gotten better a long time ago. Look at my aunt's face. If Yang Qingheng treated her badly, how could she be like this?"

Yao Cheng took a look and found that although his sister was sick now, she looked really good and had gained a lot of flesh.

Finally relieved.

Yao Ying smiled and glared at Li Qiqi: "You just love to tease me."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the time for the operation was getting closer and closer. Yang Qingheng was walking up and down the corridor anxiously, her hands and feet were weak, and she was sweating all over her body.

Unfortunately, Song Hengjue couldn't find anyone at this time!

"How's mom?"

There was a soft call from behind, and Yang Qingheng turned around, gritting his teeth angrily: "What can be more important than your mother's surgery? Song Hengjue, you have a brain disease, right?"

Song Hengjue had a dark face and didn't care about her. Soon, a young doctor followed behind him.

"The patient hasn't eaten today, has he?" The doctor was wearing a white coat and silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. He looked like a cultured person.

But the moment Yang Qingheng saw his face clearly, her face turned pale: "Is your... surname Liang?"

Liang Zhibai poked his glasses with his finger: "Do you know me?"

We know each other, how could we not know each other?

He was the one who performed the surgery on her in her previous life. Later, she suffered from repeated inflammation and left sequelae!

Yang Qingheng's eyes darkened and she almost fainted. She held Song Hengjue's hand tightly: "We can't let him perform surgery on mom!"

Song Hengjue was weird: "Yang Qingheng, don't make trouble, Dr. Liang is the only doctor we can find who can help us perform this operation."

"No, Song Hengjue, listen to me..." Yang Qingheng stamped his feet anxiously, but he couldn't make up a reason.

Can she say that she has lived a lifetime? Song Hengjue was afraid that he would regard her as a lunatic.

Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to say: "I asked someone to find an old neurologist. Wait a minute until he comes to see what's going on."

Song Hengjue pursed his lips, neither agreeing nor refuting immediately.

Liang Zhibai's face darkened: "Since you have already made an appointment with someone to do the surgery, why are you looking for me? If you don't even have this little trust, there is no need to do this surgery."

"Dr. Liang, my wife doesn't speak nicely, so don't be angry first." After saying that, she stuffed him with a red envelope.

Dr. Liang's complexion improved a little, but it was still ugly.

The nurse behind him sneered: "We, Dr. Liang, are from the capital. We are a top student at the Beijing Medical University and the proud disciple of the dignified Professor Mo Bai. If others want to get an appointment, how can your naked barefoot doctor compare with them?"

She has seen this kind of village girl many times. She doesn't understand anything and just likes to point out things in the hospital. She will believe it after hearing a few words from others. On the contrary, they can't listen to the words of professionals like them.

"Forget it, since you trust that doctor, let him perform surgery on your family. A patient came here yesterday, and I just arranged this time for him." Liang Zhibai waved his hand and left without mercy.

Song Hengjue was in trouble.

Yao Cheng was startled and rushed forward to grab Liang Zhibai's arm: "Dr. Liang, don't be angry. Women are ignorant, so please forgive her."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Liang, I think you have a good appearance and must be an educated person. Don't worry about such a small thing. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Li Qiqi said angrily.

Liang Zhibai's face became a little better now. He looked at Yang Qingheng coldly and said in a threatening tone to Song Hengjue: "I only have time during this time today. The application for the operating room has been made. Please arrange for the patient to enter the operating room immediately."

"Yes, yes, yes, listen to Dr. Liang." Yao Cheng nodded immediately.

Yang Qingheng looked at the others and seemed to believe Liang Zhibai. She grabbed Song Hengjue's arm so hard that her nails dug into the flesh without even realizing it.