Xiao Sheng stood by the window holding her cell phone, her face calm, but her heart was in turmoil.
With such bad weather, Nanche probably won't come.
At the door of the ward, Song Xiang and Yan Han had just arrived, and the others didn't know yet.
Song Xiang checked her phone several times, feeling anxious, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was no way to contact Nan Che.
"Li Han, let Song Xiang sit down, don't worry." Gong Shiheng said.
Song Xiang heard the sound, turned around and looked at the patient on the sofa, and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Shiheng, you really don't change your face even when the mountain collapses in front of you. Not to mention Xiao Sheng, I'm going to die of panic, and you still care about others.
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Gong Shiheng smiled, "It's useless to be anxious. People like us are born with a gift from God. If God wants to take it away, there is nothing we can do."
Song Xiang sighed.
Boom——
"Thunder?" Song Xiang was surprised.
Yan Han helped her into the room, sat down, and put a coat on her, "The temperature has cooled down, don't make yourself sick from the cold again."
Song Xiang nodded.
The atmosphere is a bit stiff.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, and a little nurse poked her head in.
"Mr. Yan, we have two visitors."
Song Xiang stood up subconsciously.
"Where are the people?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a male voice came from the corridor, "My dear, do you miss your uncle?"
It’s really Nan Che!
Song Xiang and Yan Han looked at each other and walked outside the door.
At the left end of the corridor, Xiao Sheng heard the sound and turned around.
At the right end, a man and a woman approach.
The faces of these two people were so outstanding, especially Nan Che. He wore a big toad mirror on his face and a simple shirt, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness. He walked closer with a smile on his face, and he ticked off first
He put his glasses on the bridge of his nose and blinked at Song Xiang.
Song Xiang cleared his throat, "Uncle...uncle."
"good--"
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and called out. The second call was simple. She looked at Yun Yun next to her and tentatively called, "Hello, aunt."
Yun Yun was a little stunned. She probably didn't expect Song Xiang to scream so naturally. She was only five or six years older than Song Xiang.
Nan Che liked Song Xiang's title very much and snapped his fingers, "Our dear baby is indeed the most lovable baby."
Song Xiang: "..."
She is almost a mother, and she is still a little uncomfortable being called a baby.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come if the weather was bad?" she asked casually.
By chance, lightning flashed outside and there was a super loud thunder.
Yan Han stood beside Song Xiang and reached out to cover her ears.
Nan Che showed an expression of enjoyment and looked out the window, "Is the weather bad? I think it's pretty good. Look at the lightning, wow, it's beautiful."
After he finished speaking, he met Xiao Sheng's eyes.
"Kid, it's very rude not to say hello."
Xiao Sheng approached, without saying anything, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.
Nan Che groaned and raised his eyebrows lightly.
"Thank you for coming."
"Don't thank me in a hurry. I didn't come here in vain. The main reason is that I haven't seen Qie Yuefu before, so I came here to see something new." He waved his hand and said to Xiao Sheng, "Are you a current Qie?"
Xiao Sheng clenched his hands.
Song Xiang interrupted, "Qie Yue Fu?"
"Yes, she said she wanted to apologize to me." Nan Che spread her hands.
Song Xiang was stunned, "This..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Yun Yun pushed Nan Che and looked helplessly at everyone, "Don't believe him, he doesn't mean that."
As she said that, she looked at Xiao Sheng with a smile, "Can you please invite the attending doctor and take us to see the patient?"