I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 317

As soon as Song Yan came out of the operating room, Xiao Yao stopped him at the door.

"Old Song." Xiao Yao called out.

Chen Yu followed behind Song Yan.

He is Song Yan's assistant doctor, and whenever Song Yan undergoes surgery, he will follow him into the operating room to study.

"Doctor Xiao." Chen Yu squinted his eyes and laughed a few times, the laughter was inexplicably wretched, "Come and pick up our boss."

Xiao Yao nodded, and gently pushed him aside, "Stay alone, kid, if you don't listen to something, don't listen."

Chen Yu hurriedly nodded, "I understand, I understand everything!"

Turning his head, he said to Song Yan again, "Boss, then shall I withdraw first?"

After finishing speaking, he trotted away.

Thick Teddy curly hair, swaying in the air.

"What's the matter?" Song Yan took off the mask.

"There is a new patient in the emergency department, you should hurry over and have a look." Xiao Yao looked excited and planned to pull Song Yan's arm with his hands.

Song Yan avoided it calmly, "Is it a more complicated illness?"

Xiao Yao shook his head, "It's not complicated, it's just a high fever."

Song Yan squinted at him, and said calmly after a while, "When will our emergency department stop seeing fever?"

"I can see it." Xiao Yao tilted his head, leaned into Song Yan's ear and continued, "It's just a patient who sees a doctor. It's not convenient for other doctors to see it."

"Star?" Song Yan asked.

In the hospital, sometimes there will be celebrities who pay attention to personal privacy and will choose some reliable doctors to take care of the patients.

Xiao Yao thought about it, Su Shao's Weibo fans are almost 300 million now, in fact, they are similar to starlets, and they are very popular.

Xiao Yao, "That's right."

Song Yan said with a cold face, "You take charge, I still have something to do."

He just had an operation, and looked at his phone in the operating room, but he didn't receive any messages on WeChat or Weibo.

Did not receive any message from the little girl.

Something is wrong!
If she saw that the article she published in the early morning was popular, she should send him a message or call him on WeChat as soon as possible.

But now a whole morning has passed, and there is no sound at all.

"Don't!" Xiao Yao was a little anxious, and dragged Song Yan to the elevator without any explanation, "It's not as big as marriage, right?"

It was a coincidence that this scene was seen by Chen An, who was hiding aside.

I'm so excited!
Dr. Xiao held Dr. Song's arm and was actually discussing important marriage matters?
"Even if you are a star, you can leave it to the intern to take care of the treatment. It doesn't have to be me." Song Yan's voice was bitingly cold, with strong displeasure.

"The point is, this person must be cured by you." Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and scratched his "beheaded sister", with a mysterious expression on his face, "If someone else cured him, maybe you would still be angry. "

Song Yan could hear that there was something in his words, "Speak clearly."

Xiao Yao stopped being mysterious, and simply confessed to Song Yan, "Student Su, I was sent to the emergency department just now. I have a high fever, nearly 39 degrees Celsius, and my tonsils are burned—"

"Ding—" The elevator stopped at the emergency department on the third floor.

Almost the moment the door was opened, Song Yan stepped out.

Xiao Yao pursed his lips, looking a little embarrassed, "Oh, are you being polite? I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

Standing outside a ward, Song Yan could vaguely see the girl lying on the hospital bed through the small square glass window.

His face was pale, almost the same color as the white quilt covering his body.

Two days ago, she was still alive and kicking in front of him, but now she was lying motionless on the bed like a delicate porcelain doll.

The bright and lively breath was replaced by quiet silence, which made people worry.

"Crack——" Song Yan gently pushed open the door of Su Shao's room
(End of this chapter)