When I heard the word "Paris", my heart thumped. Yun Zheng also set up an overseas branch in Paris four years ago. What a coincidence …
Blue song immediately suppressed the idea and pulled the mouth and smiled. She talked briefly and got into the business. After all, there are still many patients waiting for her.
She looked at her urine test sheet and B-ultrasound, and said seriously, "You have been pregnant for six weeks, but the fetal air is a little unstable." She looked up slightly and asked her, "Do you want this child?"
These days, there are far more abortions in gynecology than abortions. Blue songs treat every patient as usual and have to ask questions.
"Of course I want this child," Xia Xue said with a slight smile and raised his eyebrows. "Song, don’t you want to know who this child is?"
Blue song suddenly looked up and a slight Cu from her brow returned to calm as usual.
The gorgeous woman across the street seems to be asking questions, and a beautiful face with delicate makeup seems to hide faint hostility.
A woman is sensitive by nature. She knows that Xia Xue is pregnant and probably has it with her.
She has a strong curiosity, and this damn curiosity is suppressed. She is inexplicably panicked at heart.
She smiled faintly and said, "This is your private matter. A doctor said that I can’t know that there are too many patients."
She turned a deaf ear to the words of blue songs. Speaking of it, her mouth was holding a inexplicable deep smile. "You don’t know how fascinating that man is? If your hands are dirty, he will peel shrimp for you, bring an extra coat when he picks you up in rainy days, cook delicious coffee in person, press you against the wall and kiss you in bed without pity … "
Many many …
Her soft voice is like floating clouds in the wind, and she can’t catch the man in her mouth who is warm and strong. She always feels deja vu, but she is impatient. Blue songs don’t want to listen to it anymore.
Now they are just doctors, patients talk about her man instead of the fetus.
I haven’t heard from you for four years. How much friendship was left in those years? And her tone is full of thorns, provocations and ostentation. What is this?
This is very wrong. Blue Song suddenly doesn’t want to listen.
She looked into Xia Xue’s eyes and reflected light like a mirror in Pinghu.
"If you want to talk about your man, we can have a good talk sometime. This is a clinic, and there are still many patients waiting for me. Since this child wants me to give you some anti-abortion medicine, your situation is not very optimistic, there are signs of threatened abortion, and it is still very cold recently. Pay attention to keeping warm, but don’t care about your body. Eat more tonic food, and the most important thing is not to get angry."
Glancing at Yang Jia, she said, "Xiao Yang, please call a number" and tried to give her medicine.
"Wait …"
Xia Xueyin’s high voice seemed to signal Yang Jia to wait with anger.
That’s what happened to this woman, Blue Song. Now it’s her who can’t hold her breath, but she can’t help but hold back her fire. She raised her eyes and laughed, and she spat poison at Blue Song. "Song Er Cong is like you. You should be able to guess who my child’s father is easily."
Holding the mouse hand with a slight quiver, her clear eyes still looked at the brain display screen and smiled gently. "Xiaoxue, I don’t know what you mean."
She smiled wildly. "Isn’t it just Xi Yunzheng?"
One sentence can make her heart build into a solid city that will fall apart in an instant.
The heart smothered the atmosphere irrepressibly, making Blue Song breathless.
Holding the mouse hand tighter and tighter, the palm of her hand suddenly cooled, but she still smiled. This calm smile was a little more imperceptible and forbearing sadness.
"Xiaoxue, we haven’t seen each other for so many years. Do you mean to tell me if your child is my husband?"
In this way, where can Xia Xue treat her as a friend?
Is it that she was wrong about this woman with a hidden agenda in those years, or has this woman changed too much over the years?
With a slight convergence, she croaked and said quietly, "Besides, do I believe you when you say that?"
"If you don’t believe me, you can ask Ah Zheng or you don’t need to ask him. He will come to you for a showdown in the next few days. My simple purpose is to hope that you will stop pestering Xi Yunzheng and get together and believe that Ah Zheng will not treat you badly."
Xia Xue sneer at Yang canthus is aggressive sharp cruel and full of confidence.
So where is Xia Xue still the simple girl who blushes at everyone and doesn’t dare to speak?
Entangled? Have a good reunion? Mistreated?
When this ridiculous word needs to be in her body?
Even if Xia Xue said it was true, there was still no way to make Blue Song gaffe, which made Xia Xue somewhat disappointed.
She clicked the mouse and the machine blared and pulled out a list, which was the medicine she gave Xia Xue.
Cleverly and neatly tore up the bill and slowly handed it to Xia Xue. "If my husband really betrayed me, if it is really his idea to get together and leave, please tell him to talk to me in person because he is qualified. Now please take this to the building pharmacy to get the medicine. There are many patients waiting for me behind. I am very precious."
The profession of doctor gives her a kind of collar, that is, even when things happen, the surface remains calm and calm.
It is obvious that this is Blue Song’s marching orders, and she is also ordered that this third party is not even qualified to negotiate with her.
What a damn blue song!
Xia Xue had to take the stretch and knead it into a ball with a cold hum and a twisted waist ~ the limbs stood on high heels and "knocked" away.
How did it suddenly get so cold in the room?
Even the breath was so cold that it stung her respiratory tract.
Blue song sat there staring straight at the brain screen, with round shoulders and trembling coldly.
Yang Jia saw that her face was slightly white and her eyes were dripping with thin red, so she couldn’t help but be afraid.
She’s never seen Dr. Blue, who is always calm and strong, like this? Although she doesn’t know about Dr. Lan’s family affairs, she generally understands that a woman who just came to tell Dr. Lan that she had a child with her husband. Which woman can stand such a blow?
What kind of self-cultivation would almost be grumpy? Maybe it’s a cup of hot water poured over your face or a few slaps, and there are very few women who can sit here as calmly as Dr. Lan.
She is a little curious about what kind of woman Dr. Lan is, and at the same time she appreciates her.
Yang Jia asked softly, "Dr. Lan, do you want me to pour you a cup of hot water?"
Blue Song recovered from meditation and cast a glance at Yang Jia. "Oh, well, call it a number."
Blue song irrelevant answer makes Yang Jia frown slightly. No matter how well you hide it, you can’t hide her heartache.
……
After a busy day, I dare not delay a moment and hurry out of the hospital.
Grandpa, the driver is waiting for her at the door. She quickly walks over and gets into the car.
Grandpa has called before the fast shift to tell her that Xi Yunzheng will send someone to pick her up for dinner today so that she can go back early and dress up to meet her husband.
I have to say how happy I am to learn from grandpa that Xi Yunzheng is going home for dinner tonight, but when I think of Xia Xue’s provocative and strange words, her heart suddenly gets cold from head to toe.
Xi Yunzheng has been back to China for some time, but he has never come back for a meal.
This time, it won’t really be like Xia Xue said that he came back and showed her a showdown, will it?
☆, Chapter 35 Fanwai Game
Soon I drove to Xijia Villa halfway up the mountain.
There was an extra black Maserati parked at the door, and her eyes lit up, but she came back a step late after all.
Look at yourself, dark blue jeans, camel long tweed coat and plain face. It’s really ordinary. It can’t be more ordinary.
In the words of my best friend Shen Mei Wu, how can she tie her husband’s heart because she doesn’t like dressing up so much?
But she knows in her heart that even if she dresses up more exquisitely, that person won’t look at it again.
How can Dharma get into a man’s heart and his eyes?
Thinking that these drivers, Lao Wang, had hit the door for her, "Miss Big has arrived."