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"Forget it." Lin Zhenghui's wife pulled him out and murmured in his ear, "Don't offend the doctor. If you give Keer less anesthetics, we Keer will suffer."

"She dares."

Lin Zhenghui glared at He Yining. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still left.

When the young nurses saw He Yining put on a mask again and walked into the operating room, they all admired Wuyigu. In this hospital, Dr. He is probably the only one who dares not to fear power and maintain justice.

"What are you looking at? Prepare for the operation." He Yining said seriously.

"Yes, Dr. He."

On the operating bed was a girl in a hospital gown, with long black hair, a beautiful oval face, and a pair of big eyes with pitiful eyes under her thin eyebrows.

This was the first time He Yining met a patient. She had been in charge of the surgery director before, but the director suddenly fell ill and the task fell on her.

Although it was her first meeting, she was familiar with this name and this person.

She sneered in her heart. It turned out that Gu Nianxi liked this type. Did he not have a complete transition in adolescence? The girl looked like a student.

"Anesthesiologist, prepare for anesthesia." He Yining put on sterilization gloves, his beautiful eyes were calm and clear.

Lin Yike suddenly blinked his eyes mysteriously, "He Yining."

He Yining was stunned.

She knows herself?

As if satisfied with her reaction, Lin Yi used his lips to say to her: "It's better to give your husband to me."

What is this? Provoking the doctor on the operating table?

Isn't she afraid that she would put the surgical forceps into her belly and give birth to a small forceps? Or she would give her anesthesia to make her unable to wake up for three days and three nights?

He Yining ignored her and whispered to the nurse beside her to prepare surgical tools.

On that beautiful and excessive face, Lin Yike did not see the expected expression. When she mentioned Gu Nianxi, she did not even react at all, and her eyes were calm.

So she added with her lips, "I love him."

She spoke very slowly, and even the slowest person could tell what she said.

He Yining really wants to say, if you love, just love it, but I can’t convey it to you if you confess your love to the wrong person.

She told the anesthesiologist who was placing anesthetic drugs with a faint expression, "Start anesthesia."

Lin Yike frowned. Why, this woman couldn't understand such a simple lip verb, but she was pretending to be calm.

The cold needle was pierced in. Lin Yike snorted in pain, but still said with his lips: "He loves me too."

Faced with her provocation, He Yining still looked calm. It was not until the anesthetic began to take effect that Lin Yike's eyes gradually blurred when she realized that she suddenly said, "What did you say just now?"

Lin Yike closed his eyes and cursed in his heart, "Damn it."

Then he lost consciousness.

It's just a minimally invasive surgery, which is not much difficult and is very easy for He Yining.

After the operation, the assistant asked the family to take a look at the tumor cut into pieces, and then took it for a slice test.

He Yining cleaned herself, changed into a white coat again, and stood for so long, her knees had been in unbearable pain. She put a few plasters on her and slowly massaged her fingers.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling, and pedestrians with umbrellas walked by from time to time. A magnolia tree stood up in the rain, and the buds that were about to bloom on the branches were trembling delicately, as if vulnerable.

He Yining looked at the rain for a while and suddenly remembered the umbrella he had landed on Gu Nianxi's car.

The umbrella has been with her for many years. Although she can't speak, she has feelings for her. She is nostalgic. The pen on the table has been used for ten years. It has been used since she was in middle school until now. In addition to some wear and tear, it is particularly easy to use.

She took out her cell phone and sent a text message to Gu Nianxi.

"My umbrella fell on your car."
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