Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4165 I love you so much (9)

Even though Song Shaoyan had a bad taste in women's clothes, and she didn't like many of the gifts she gave her, she could see his awkward liking from the things he gave.

He wanted to touch her but was timid.

She is no longer a girl in her early twenties, so she can't understand Song Shaoyan's awkwardness.

He was afraid...to drag her down.

It was late at night, Ning An waited in the ward after hastily eating dinner.

She stared at the beautiful bouquet of flowers in a daze.

The flowers are so beautiful, like the blooming years at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

That's when she met Song Shaoyan.

The past can't be remembered, and the years are like flowing water.

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Early the next morning, the sun had not yet come out of the clouds, and the mist was still drifting in the morning wind. The dew was round and the grass was fragrant.

The east is white, and the birds are flying.

Ning An woke up very early.

She happened to be waiting at the door when Song Shaoyan was sent out.

The doctor followed, and the tall American male doctor smiled at her.

Ning An knew that he was Dr. Edward.

The heart that was beating in a chaotic rhythm suddenly settled down. Doctor Edward's smile was like a reassurance, and Ning An understood what it meant.

"Miss Ning, Mr. Song's operation was very successful, and he will recover after a good rest and recovery."

"Thank you doctor." Ning An was grateful, "Is it true that he won't need to sit in a wheelchair after he recovers?"

"Yes, I may still need crutches for the first few months, but within half a year, I will definitely recover."

Hearing these words, Ning An smiled: "Thank you very much, without you, he would probably be a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

"It's not due to me alone. Our entire team takes this operation very seriously, and it is also our duty to save lives and heal the wounded."

"If he had had this surgery a few years earlier, wouldn't he have had to sit in a wheelchair for a few years?"

"It's hard to say. A few years ago, the technology was definitely not as advanced as it is now, and the success rate was not as high as it is now. It's all unknown."

"It's lucky for him to meet such an excellent doctor as you."

"Miss Ning, you're being polite. Are you his girlfriend? I heard from them that Mr. Song's operation was all signed by you."

"That's right." Ning An said with a smile.

"He hasn't been anesthetized yet, and he will wake up in two or three hours."

"I understand."

"Well, I'll go to work first."

Ning An nodded.

She went to the ward.

Song Shaoyan was still in a coma.

Ning An bent down and gave him a gentle hug. This was the only wish of the hypocritical Song!

Ning An saw that the fingers of his right hand were tightly curled up, as if he was holding something in the palm of his hand.

After breaking off his fingers, she saw that it was the safety button she gave him, and he never let go.

Ning An didn't get up, just bent over to look at him, his eyebrows and eyes remained the same.

The early morning wind blows the windows and the sun peeks out from the clouds. It is still bleak winter outside, but the ward is as warm as spring.

Ning An took a nap.

She dreamed that when she was in college, the school held a basketball game, which was very large and was held in the city gymnasium, and other schools also participated.

Many students have gone to this school, and she is one of them.

Many girls from their foreign language department went, because they heard that many handsome guys from the school were going, and they bought small flags.

Colorful flags were waved and cheers continued.

Ning An didn't know basketball, she just heard that Song Shaoyan was also participating, so she came here.

She doesn't know how to express feelings, and she doesn't want to give up every chance to see him when she has a crush on her.

(End of this chapter)