Acting as a substitute

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ps: My Jiajia is not an illegitimate child (explained later)

Collection of balls~~~

After the operation, Yuan Jiayi kneaded his wrist wearily, leaned sideways against the wall and coughed a few times.

The second assistant, Song Yang, had washed his hands, and as soon as he opened the door with his elbow, he saw Yuan Jiayi leaning sleepily against the corner.

"Teacher Yuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yuan Jiayi was resting with his eyes half closed, when he heard Song Yang's voice, he opened his eyes in response, and said with a smile: "Cough, no, I'm just a little tired."

In late autumn, the heating time in Beicheng has always been very early, but the operating room is still very cold. Yuan Jiayi is standing here wearing surgical clothes, and he can still clearly feel the coolness.

Yuan Jiayi avoided Song Yang's direction, coughed a few more times while holding his mask, and said, "There's another one in the afternoon, I have to leave early when I'm done, and go home today."

He bit the word "home" very hard, and there was a hint of joy that was hard to detect in his tone, but going home is not a rare thing for ordinary people, so Song Yang didn't hear his hidden joy mood.

"Oh~" Song Yang looked like he was eating melons, and leaned over to bump his shoulder with a playful smile, "Mr. Yuan has a show? Could it be that his girlfriend is waiting at home?"

"What's the show?" Yuan Jiayi smiled, bent down to pick up the medical records on the seat, and pushed down his glasses, "I will repeat the patient's situation. He Cuizhi, female, 57 years old, suffered a fall on her left knee three days before admission. Landed on the ground, the left knee joint was swollen after the injury, pain accompanied by limited movement, no history of coma, no dizziness and headache..."

The phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated, Yuan Jiayi reached in and squeezed the power button.

"Sorry, let's continue. The front and side X-rays of the left knee show that the left patellar cortex is discontinuous and the fracture is displaced..."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed unwilling to give up easily and persistently called.

"Mr. Yuan, I'll go and tell them that you should do your work first." Song Yang snatched the documents from him wisely, sneaked into the doctor's office, and poked his head out again, "Mr. Yuan, remember to eat!"

Yuan Jiayi smiled and waved his hands, the face covered by the mask couldn't see the expression clearly, only those beautiful eyes were bent.

He walked to the safe passage with his mobile phone in his hands, and carefully picked up the phone, "...Mr. Sheng."

As soon as Sheng Jianghe heard the voice in the receiver, he began to curse: "Bastard! How dare you not answer my call!"

Yuan Jiayi coughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm busy."

"Lanlan is a little dizzy again, you go to Building No. [-] immediately!"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Jianghe hung up the phone.

Looking down at the time on the screen, Yuan Jiayi was so tired that he rubbed his eyes vigorously, returned to the office, grabbed his white coat and ran out.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and I have to go out and buy a cotton coat to keep out the cold when I have time.

Sheng Lan, who was lying on the hospital bed, was wearing a mask and sunglasses, playing with her mobile phone leisurely. From the corner of her eye, she saw Yuan Jiayi walking in in a hurry, and snorted dissatisfied.

"You're really proud of yourself for making me wait so long."

"...I'm sorry, I was busy just now, so I just lie down and rest when I feel dizzy, and don't play with my phone."

Yuan Jiayi casually rubbed his cold hands, rolled up his sleeves to expose his arms, and skillfully sat on another bed in the ward, waiting for the private doctor of the Sheng family to come in with a cautious expression.

"Who do you think you are, and you still taught me a lesson. You were beaten lightly by your father yesterday? No memory?"

"...I'm sorry." Yuan Jiayi's Adam's apple twitched, his hand in his pocket rubbed his fingertips lightly, and he stopped talking.

Facing Sheng Lan's sarcasm, Yuan Jiayi never responded with any reaction that would make him dissatisfied.

When he scolded enough, he stopped.

The No. 7 needle with a trace of blood coming out from under the skin was wrapped in adhesive tape and thrown into the trash can. Yuan Jiayi sat up and slowly adjusted his breathing while pressing the eye of the needle in the bend of his elbow.

It took me a long time to turn my head to look at Sheng Lan, and said in a gentle voice, "I watched you eat a lot of melon seeds in a variety show yesterday. You should be careful with such sharp food."

Maybe it was because the body had just received fresh blood, and Sheng Lan was also very uncomfortable, lying there with a pale face, unable to speak, and could only stare at him fiercely.

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and smiled, went to another bed and pulled the quilt over Sheng Lan's body, and fed him a drink, "I have surgery in the afternoon, so I'll call the driver at home to pick you up when I'm done resting." .”

"Do you really think of yourself as a member of the Sheng family? Do you need me to remind you who you are? Shameless!"

Just after being fed and drank water, Sheng Lan looked a little better, but Sheng Lan didn't recognize him in a blink of an eye, and scolded him through gritted teeth.

Yuan Jiayi's shoulders stiffened, and he stood there for a long time before he smiled, "Okay, don't be angry, I'm the one talking too much."

He had known for a long time that Sheng Lan had a bad temper, and because of his weak body and unbearable pain, he became even worse. Yuan Jiayi had never had the same knowledge as him about this, and besides, he was not qualified to reason with Sheng Lan.

Putting down his wrinkled sleeves, Yuan Jiayi walked to the door and held the handle when he heard Sheng Lan say, "I know you and Shen Yan are getting married today, but don't wishful thinking, when he takes over the power of the Bo family, you will You have to divorce him and make room for me."

Yuan Jiayi cheerfully agreed: "I know, I will definitely make room for you non-stop."

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screen, only to realize that the time was a little too late, he bent his elbows and walked out with his head down.

After walking a few steps, Yuan Jiayi felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, and slowly squatted down while grabbing the handrails on the corridor wall, breathing uncomfortablely.

There was a buzzing vibration in his pocket, he squatted on the ground and took out his mobile phone, connected it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Mr. Yuan, your mother's situation is very unstable, and the expenses..."

"I'll send money right away! Please do your best to treat it, please!"

Yuan Jiayi was so anxious that his throat choked up, and he coughed twice before he could make a sound again.

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed the armrest and stood up with difficulty, and hurried back to Sheng Lan's ward, blushing because he couldn't say anything, "Brother... please lend me some money, I will pay it back to you."

Sheng Lan was listening to the song with her eyes closed, when she was interrupted by Yuan Jiayi's hoarse voice, she looked towards the door impatiently.

"Rescue your half-dead useless mother again? Pay it back? What do you get for it? Have you ever paid it back?"

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and stood there persistently, while Ren Shenglan insulted him mercilessly.

Every amount of money he borrowed, he has carefully kept accounts, and he will be able to go all out to repay the debt when his mother's illness can be cured one day.

Seeing his temperless and soft-boned appearance, Sheng Lan rolled his eyes and unlocked the phone, his fingers crackling on the screen, and then Yuan Jiayi's phone vibrated.

It took two swipes to unlock the insensitive touch screen. When Yuan Jiayi saw the numbers on it, his eyes were filled with smiles, and he bowed deeply.

"Thank you brother! You have a good rest!"

After that, he bowed his head happily and ran out.

As soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, Yuan Jiayi bumped into a man's arms head-on, the bridge of his nose hit his chin, his nose was sore and his eyes were sore, and he couldn't stand upright with blurred eyes.

Knowing that he accidentally bumped into someone because he didn't look at the road while running, he was really guilty.

Yuan Jiayi subconsciously raised his arms to cover his face because of the humbleness brought from his bones since he was a child, for fear that the man in front of him would hit him if he didn't like him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I have something urgent... I'm really sorry."

Worried that he would not be able to eat before the operation, Yuan Jiayi anxiously covered his swollen bridge of nose and apologized repeatedly, stabilized his glasses that were almost knocked out, and ran away without raising his head.

Bo Shenyan held his sore chin, frowned and put the phone back in his pocket. When he looked back, he could only see the thin back of the young doctor running around.

How come the doctors in this hospital are thinner than the patients.

Seeing Bo Shenyan walk in, Sheng Lan, who was leaning against the head of the bed, blushed instantly. He hurriedly put away his phone, put his elbows behind his back, and struggled to sit up, "Shen Yan~"

"Don't get up, take a good rest," Bo Shenyan strode forward to hold Sheng Lan's arm, wrapped him in his arms and comforted him softly, "Mother Song made mushroom tofu soup at home, and A few light side dishes."

Hearing that Sheng Lan was dizzy again today, he was in a meeting at the company and came in a hurry, so he called Song Ma, who was cooking at home, and asked her to prepare the meal and ask the driver to take it directly to the hospital.

Judging by this time, it is estimated that it is almost time to arrive.

Embracing Sheng Lan and letting him lie back on the bed, Bo Shenyan was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, but Sheng Lan grabbed his wrist and said softly, "Shen Yan, if you marry your brother today, you won't be able to marry him in the future." Come and see me?"

Because of her body, Sheng Lan put on a top-notch face and acted as a third-tier star, but she still became popular because of her good looks.

The already beautiful and well-behaved appearance, combined with the soft voice, made Bo Shenyan, who had liked him since childhood, couldn't help but darken his eyes and feel distressed when he heard this.

"Who do you think I am?" Bo Shenyan held his hand back a little angrily, "Lanlan, I admit that I liked you at first because of your kindness and kindness to grandma, but growing up together For so many years, you have already known my intentions."

"But I failed to marry you." Touched by Bo Shenyan's words, Sheng Lan lowered her head guiltily, her eyes dimmed, "My parents don't let us get married now because they don't care about my body. , I hope you don't blame them."

Although Bo Shenyan likes Sheng Lan, he is not stupid, and he is clearly aware of the small calculations of Sheng's parents.

It was probably after Sheng Lan had to make a choice after he and his half-brother Bo Shenrong had a life-and-death fight.

Seeing his unkind expression, Sheng Lan embraced his arm with a pure face, "You should go back early. Although my brother is an illegitimate child, he is also a member of our Sheng family. You should treat him better."

Bo Shenyan sneered, "All illegitimate children are the same."