The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Song Yuan suddenly felt something was wrong and became wary, "Jiaojiao, why do you ask that?"

"If you are in the opposite lane and you come to stop the truck, then you have changed at least three lanes. I clearly remember that the truck was driving in the last lane. You changed lanes in the opposite direction, which is a serious violation of traffic rules."

"Ah, this..."

Song Yuan started to panic. She held her upper body up to sit up, her face became more and more panicked, "I, I don't know, the driver was driving the car at the time..."

"The driver also made his own decision?"

Nan Jiaojiao nailed Song Yuan with one sentence. She mentioned the car accident on purpose, so that Nan Jiaojiao would be anxious for her kindness and Bo Yanqing would owe her the best. But what happened to Nan Jiaojiao? She Isn't there anyone with normal thinking? When it's time to talk about feelings, would she educate her on the law?
Song Yuan hadn't driven a car for a long time and had forgotten the subjects early on. However, she also knew that her car's lane change was illegal at that time, so she asked Sister Lai to rush to deal with it before the ambulance arrived. Then there were overwhelming reports of the car accident. Suppress the truth.

She shook her head hesitantly and bit her lip again, "I don't know, Jiaojiao... I recognized your car at that time and was worried that something would happen to you, so I wanted to protect you out of desperation..."

Before Nan Jiaojiao said anything, Song Yuan held her head and leaned back softly on the pillow, "My head hurts..."

Nan Jiaojiao frowned and said nothing.

The atmosphere in the ward was awkward, and Song Yuan seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Xu Shu stood at the door. He was wearing a white coat and a blue sterilization cap for surgery on his head. The hand he knocked on was slightly clenched into a half-fist. His hands were very white, as if they were not congested.

"I asked around and found out you were here."

Bo Yanqing looked up at him, "Just came out of the operating room?" "Yes, I picked up a patient whose neck was half penetrated by an iron plate. He refused to cooperate before anesthesia."

Bo Yanqing glanced at Xu Shu's hands. He rarely came to the hospital to see Xu Shu, especially because he didn't want to see Xu Shu's tired appearance every time he got off the operating table. Those hands were praised as the masters of traditional Chinese medicine. In fact, Xu Shu's health was not good when he was a child. Well, after being bound by gloves for an hour or two, he was always pale and colorless. A group of young nurses secretly coveted that his hands were cartoon hands. In fact, no one could have hands like that.

"Have you gotten off work?"

"It's time to get off work. I originally wanted to stay on duty in the hospital. I just went to ask around and found that my help is not really needed. The doctors in the department have taken all the patients, but they didn't let me stay, so I had to go home."

Xu Shu smiled helplessly. He was very popular in the hospital. He and other doctors could only appreciate each other and improve each other. No matter who came to ask for advice, he was not stingy. Over time, the competition in the workplace did not matter to Xu Shu at all. Got involved.

He spoke softly and glanced at Song Yuan on the hospital bed, "Is she asleep?"

Bo Yanqing didn't look away and just nodded, "Yeah."

"I met Dr. Chen. He was the one who treated Yuanyuan. In fact, there is no need for me."

Bo Yanqing didn't want to say much on this topic, so he just asked: "You can't eat the roasted whole lamb tonight. I'll let Aunt Zhan raise it for two days."

He put his arms around Nan Jiaojiao's shoulders and chuckled: "We can eat it after the girl is healed."

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes widened, "No, don't worry about me, I can eat it!"

Bo Yanqing looked over at her, and she changed her words consciously: "It's okay if I smell it." (End of Chapter)