I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 3 Xiaoyuan She...is just a patient
Song Qingyue eclipse poked at the white rice on the food plate without knowing the taste, and his thoughts had already drifted away.

"Doctor Song? Doctor Song?"

Meng Jiang waved his hand in front of her eyes, and shouted, "What are you thinking about?"

In a trance, he looked at Meng Jiang and asked a little dullly, "What's wrong?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong. I called you a few times and you didn't respond. Those who didn't know thought you were bewitched." Meng Jiang said while chewing with his mouth full.

Song Qingyue's face was very pale, and she was faintly impatient. The more she thought about Shen Yichen, the more irritable she became. She simply put down her chopsticks and said in a deep voice, "I'm full."

"Ah?" Meng Jiang glanced at the messy poked white rice on her plate, "But you didn't move..."

Song Qingyue was just about to get up when she heard someone shouting from afar.

"Doctor Meng, Doctor Song, I'm sick!" Xiaoyun from the nurse's station hurried over, panting, "No...it's bad...the pregnant woman in Ward 5 is bleeding heavily, and now...the situation is critical..."

501?

Meng Jiang slapped his thigh, "I remembered, the one in Ward 501 is that delicate young lady who is very hard to serve!"

Song Qingyue was slightly dazed, and when she saw this, Meng Jiang explained to her, "It's the patient who transferred from you to mine!"

With that said, she knew who it was, Ning Xiaoyuan?
"Doctor Song, I suddenly remembered that I have an operation to be done later, why don't you go and see for me?"

Seeing her look over, Meng Jiang put on a serious face, "I'm really going to have an operation soon, and it's a matter of life and death. You won't ignore it, will you?"

"..." After she said that, Song Qingyue couldn't refuse anymore, so she stood up and followed behind Xiaoyun.

Just approaching the door of the ward, I heard Shen Yichen's angry growl, "Where's the doctor? Why haven't you come yet?"

Song Qingyue closed her long eyelashes and stepped into the room.

After a cursory glance, there was a middle-aged woman standing against the wall at the foot of the bed. Song Qingyue knew this woman. She was Ning Xiaoyuan's mother-in-law.

She was fortunate enough to be taken by Shen Yichen to attend Ning Xiaoyuan's wedding and met Ning Xiaoyuan's mother-in-law.

Youyou turned her gaze and saw Shen Yichen holding Ning Xiaoyuan's hand nervously, comforting her softly from time to time, "Xiaoyuan, bear with the pain, the doctor will be here soon."

"Doctor..." He turned his head and saw Song Qingyue, frowning, "Why are you? Where's Dr. Meng?"

"She still has surgery."

"Substitution."

Hearing Shen Yichen's words, Song Qingyue's heart was slightly pricked by the needle, she was in pain, but her face was still cold, "Except for me, other doctors have arrangements."

Her eyes fell on Ning Xiaoyuan, who was dying of pain and pale and sweating, she hooked the corners of her lips mockingly, "Mr. Shen, do you want to watch your heart hurt like this or let me save you?"

With black eyes slightly startled, Shen Yichen subconsciously glanced at the little woman on the bed crying out for pain, her eyes were undisguisedly distressed.

After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and took a step back, "Save people!"

Song Qingyue smiled faintly, ignoring the bitterness spreading in her heart, and ordered in an orderly manner, "The second operating room is still empty, send the patient there, and call Dr. Li to the operating room to wait."

A group of people hurried over, and before Song Qingyue was about to enter the operating room, someone grabbed her wrist.

The burning heat in her palm scalded her skin, she turned her head, and met those secretive black eyes, with a dark light shining in her eyes, Shen Yichen said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaoyuan, she...is just a patient, I I hope you can let go of your prejudices and try your best to treat her..."

(End of this chapter)