she wants to break up

But this incident really shocked her a little. It turns out that Dr. Wen usually doesn't like to talk because the person she likes is a girl.

I'm afraid that others will look at her strangely if they find out, so it's better not to hang out with colleagues in the first place.

Alas, she will not ask Dr. Wen about this kind of private matter in the future, and she can talk about it when she wants to.

After all, she also came from that time, and she can understand Dr. Wen's mood.

In the operating room, doctors and nurses are working hard, but the patient suddenly bleeds too much and needs a blood transfusion.

But after the nurse made the phone call, she said that the hospital did not have enough blood packs, and it would take an hour at the fastest to get the blood packs.

But patients certainly can't wait that long.

Seeing the situation from the side, Wen Mo'an walked over and told the nurse to draw her blood. She has type B blood and can be drawn.

It is not her turn to go to the operating table yet, so she has time to draw blood, and she will have time to go to the operating table after the blood is drawn.

The nurse and the doctor glanced at each other without stopping her, and a nurse took her out to draw blood.

When drawing blood, she quietly looked at the empty blood bag, which was gradually filled with her blood.

After drawing a certain amount, Wen Mo'an raised his head and said, "Let's smoke another 100ml, that shouldn't be enough for that patient."

"But Dr. Wen, you've already exceeded the limit. If you smoke again, it will be dangerous, not to mention that you will have an operation later."

Wen Mo'an gave her a reassuring smile, and said softly: "It's okay, I'm in good health recently, and I can draw more. Otherwise, if I don't have enough blood, even if I go to the operating table, I may not be able to save the patient."

The nurse hesitated and dared not do it. I had already pumped 100ml more just now. If I pump another 100ml...

She was still reluctant to do anything, Wen Mo'an urged with a more serious tone: "The ward is still waiting, if you hesitate again, you may delay the patient."

After she said this, the nurse was worried and drew another [-] milliliters of blood.

After the blood was drawn, the nurse took the blood bag and went to the operating room without turning her head.

Wen Mo'an sat and rested for a while pressing the blood draw area, and after confirming that there would be no more bleeding, she took out the jujubes in her pocket and ate a few.

She sat quietly until someone in the operating room called her, and then she re-entered the operating room.

After changing into clothes and going in, the doctor who had just stepped off the stage looked at her worriedly and asked her, "Doctor Wen, can you hold on?"

Wen Mo'an raised his arm and answered him with a smile: "Of course I can hold it. If I can't hold it, I won't come in. It's not my duty as a doctor to make fun of patients' lives."

The doctor just now narrowed his eyes, nodded towards her, and stepped aside.

She and another doctor went to the operating table and looked at the internal organs of the patient. She took a deep breath, and then started to work with full energy.

An hour later, the operation was successful, but it depends on whether the patient can last until tomorrow morning.

When the last stitch was perfectly stitched, Wen Mo'an put down the stitch, his arm was so sore that he couldn't lift it up.

The patient was pushed out, the rest of the nurses were doing follow-up work in the operating room, and the doctors walked out one after another.

Wen Mo'an came out of the operating room with her head down. When she looked up, her eyes suddenly went dark. She quickly reached out to support her side, and slowly squatted on the floor.

After sitting down, she rested with her eyes closed, her whole body lacked any strength, her body began to feel cold from her feet up, and her head was also muddled.

It should be that the blood was drawn too much before, and now it may be a little anemic.

Rest, rest will be fine.

She said silently in her heart, but her eyes were getting darker and darker, and her eyes were too tired to open.

"Wen Mo'an"

The moment she closed her eyes, it was as if someone called her name.

She tilted her head, trying to open her eyes, but her body suddenly fell to the side, unconscious.

In the last bit of consciousness before she fainted, she seemed to see a figure running over and catching her.

After Wen Mo'an fainted, the man called her a few times but there was no response, so he hurriedly went to find someone.

A doctor arrived in a hurry, carried her directly to the ward, and checked her body.

After checking, it was found that it was anemia, plus overwork, that's why I fainted.

The doctor told the person that she needs to pay attention to her body recently and should not be so tired anymore.

The man looked at her and frowned worriedly.

Wen Mo'an fell asleep drowsily, and it was already afternoon when he woke up.

She opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling, then closed them again to rest for a while, and after ten seconds of silent meditation, she tried to sit up with her hands on her hands.

But as soon as she got up, someone suddenly pushed her down and said, "Your body is very weak now, it's best not to get up."

When Wen Mo'an saw that it was her, his pale face was filled with surprise, his lips parted and he didn't call out her name.

"Why did you come here?"

She asked the man in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Rou, who was sitting by the hospital bed, slowly stirred the hot porridge in her hands, blew and said, "Of course I came to see you, otherwise why would I come to the hospital. But your body is too weak, I I met you fainted when I first came here. By the way, your colleague said that you must take a good rest and can’t continue working today.”

"I'm fine, it's just anemia, I'll make up for it if I eat more nutritious food."

As Wen Mo'an spoke, he planned to get up again.

Seeing that Jiang Rou put down the hot porridge anxiously, she wanted to stop her, but she had already sat up and lifted the quilt.

"Why are you so stubborn? You are a doctor. Don't you know what's going on with your body?"

"I know very well, but I can't afford to live in the advanced ward, and I don't want to live here."

She said she put on her shoes, stood up slowly, looked at her weakly and said: "If you are here to see me, I welcome it, but it is working hours now, you are making me violate the rules. And I will pay for the hospitalization later, thank you for calling the doctor for me when I fainted."

The gratitude she said was so sincere, but it made Jiang Rou's heart chill when she heard it.

She is probably the only person who can make her want to hate like this, but can't.

But she is the same, knowing that she hurt her favorite Yan Yueqing three years ago, but she can't hate herself.

Probably, the kindness of the angel in white was doomed from the very beginning.

The hot porridge on the table was still steaming, Wen Mo'an thought for a while, bent over to pick it up and finished it slowly, it was preserved egg porridge with lean meat, it tasted very good.

After she finished drinking, her stomach felt warm and her body recovered a lot, not as tired as when she just woke up.

The rubber band on the hair was a little loose, so she simply took off the rubber band when she was arranging the collar, and tied her hair again.

After packing up everything, Wen Mo'an looked at her sideways, silent and didn't know what to say.

In the end, she only asked, "How much is this bowl of porridge?"

Jiang Rou endured the soreness on the tip of her nose, turned her head and glanced out of the window, then turned to look at her and said with a smile, "One hundred."

"it is good"

Wen Mo'an nodded seriously, took out the phone from his pocket, and turned it over to her.

Jiang Rou's cell phone in her bag buzzed, and when she bent over to take the bag, she instantly put away her smile, her eyes lowered.

But when she picked up the bag and straightened up, there was the grinning smile on her face again.

"Then what are you going to do now? If you treat patients like this, the hospital won't let you!"

"Well, so I want to go back to the office to rest and go to work when I feel a little better. I have to be on duty tonight."

"No, Doctor Wen, are you sure you want to be so serious? If you drag your sick body to work, Yueqing will definitely be angry with you if she finds out. "

She was half threatening, Yan Yueqing was the only one who could make her obedient at this time.

To be loved by such an infatuated person, Yan Yueqing must be very happy, just like herself back then.

It's a pity that I only once owned it.

Wen Mo'an raised his head and touched the end of his eyebrows subconsciously, "Ah Yan doesn't care about my private affairs, as long as you don't tell her, she won't know."

The corners of Jiang Rou's mouth curled up evilly. It turns out that she is not as innocent as before, and she can say something like this.

"That's up to you. If you rest peacefully, of course I won't say anything to Yueqing. But if you don't rest well, I don't think I can say anything to Yueqing."

When she made such a fuss, Wen Mo'an had another headache, thinking about why he fainted when she came.

While the two were talking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Wen Mo'an looked up.

Doctor Yan came in.

"Doctor Wen, are you feeling better? I brought you porridge."

Wen Mo'an gratefully reached out to take it: "Thank you, Doctor Yan, my friend brought me some just now, and I have already eaten."

"your friend?"

Yan Lan turned around curiously, and when she saw Jiang Rou, she was surprised and said, "It's Xiaorou, why are you here? When did you return to China?"

Seeing her, Jiang Rou was also surprised. She never thought that she would meet Yan Lan here. She just heard from her father that she was a doctor.

Jiang Rou bowed slightly to greet her, and then hugged her tightly.

"I returned to China a few days ago. I came to see Mo An today. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Yan Lan patted her, and suddenly heard her call Dr. Wen so intimately, her heart sank suddenly.

Then she subconsciously thought of Dr. Wen's girlfriend, maybe she was the charming girl of Dr. Wen's Jinwu Zangjiao.

After all, Jiang Rou likes girls, and everyone around her knows it.

Moreover, this girl has always had a high vision. Dr. Wen is indeed very good at making her fall in love with someone.

The two of them hugged each other in surprise, Wen Mo'an looked at them with a dazed expression, thinking how could they know each other?

When they finished hugging, Wen Mo'an stepped forward to ask them how they knew each other, Yan Lan turned around and suddenly smiled at her.

Then he patted her on the shoulder and blinked her eyes meaningfully.

"Since Jiang Rou is here, I won't bother you. Remember to drink Dr. Wen's porridge. I'm leaving."

Wen Mo'an just stood there watching her go, the porridge in her hand was still hanging heavily on her hand.

After regaining consciousness a little bit, Wen Mo'an turned to her and asked, "Do you know Dr. Yan?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Rou hummed subconsciously in doubt, she is Yan Yueqing's sister-in-law, how could she not know her.

But she asked herself this way, didn't Yan Yueqing tell her that Yan Lan was her sister-in-law?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1322:18:20~2020-03-1422:28:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Wang Er has another 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!