Song Yuan had been accompanying her grandfather in the hospital during the day for the past few days. She had also been in contact with her high school classmate, Chen Qian. Chen Qian was an intern at the People's Hospital. After graduation, she still worked in the hospital. Chen Qian didn't like to eat in the hospital cafeteria. In her words, she was tired of eating there. Today, she was working the day shift. Song Yuan simply invited her out for a meal.
There were many restaurants near the hospital. The two of them ate stewed pot with three sauces.
The comfort of eating stewed pot in the middle of winter was second only to that of hotpot. Chen Qian looked at Song Yuan's serious expression as she ate. She couldn't help but laugh. "Yuanyuan, why do I feel that you're getting more and more beautiful? You're even more beautiful than you were in high school."
Song Yuan had a small frame and slender shoulders. She had a sense of lightness. Her skin was still very white. Under the light and the heat, her skin was almost flawless. It was like white jade.
"Really?" Everyone liked to hear others praise their beauty. Song Yuan subconsciously touched her face and chuckled. "Maybe it's because I became a cosmetic surgeon not long ago."
She was also brought to the cosmetic surgeon path by Xie Ya. In addition, she had a good foundation. She didn't have much pressure in life. She had money and time. That kind of leisure from inside out allowed her to retain the relaxed and carefree feeling of her student days. There was a clear difference between her and the office workers who plunged into society to be tortured and tortured as soon as they graduated.
Chen Qian had always liked Song Yuan. She felt that as a great beauty, Song Yuan didn't have the slightest arrogance of "I'm the flower, and you're all the green leaves that accompany me." She was also more honest and generous. She didn't have any ulterior motives. How could the members of the Appearance Association not like her? Strictly speaking, most people liked beautiful women more than handsome men, even if she was also a girl.
"I have a colleague who obviously had a face-reducing injection. When we asked her, she said that she was on a diet. She was not honest at all." Chen Qian chuckled. "Speaking of her, there's a funny story. When Dr. Meng first came to our hospital, she had her eyes on him. She wanted Dr. Meng to pursue her, but after waiting for a few months, Dr. Meng didn't respond at all. Later, she asked Dr. Meng to watch a movie, but Dr. Meng rejected her."
"By the way, let me show you." Chen Qian handed her his phone. "This is our nurses' group chat. They're all talking about you. They're all saying that Dr. Meng seems to be interested in you. He's been doing his ward rounds very frequently these days. Yuanyuan, right?"
Song Yuan glanced at the chat history on his phone and quickly shook his head. "There's no such thing!"
"I also think that Dr. Meng seems to be interested in you." Chen Qian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Song Yuan's nervous expression. "It's nothing. You're so beautiful and nice. It's normal for Dr. Meng to have feelings for you."
Song Yuan thought of Dr. Meng's face, which was seventy to eighty percent similar to her brother in her dreams, and couldn't help but fall silent.
Chen Qian saw that she didn't speak and thought that she also had feelings for him, so he said, "How about this? We're all from the same hospital. I'll help you ask about his situation."
Song Yuan came back to her senses and smiled helplessly when she heard this. "There's really no need. I'm not in the mood to date right now. You don't know that I have a lot of things to do. After the Lantern Festival, I'll go to Beijing. I'll probably only come back once a year."
Chen Qian said with some regret, "That's unfortunate. Long-distance relationships are still not good. Okay, I'll listen to you. If you talk about this in the group chat in the future, I'll help you refute the rumors."
***
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Yung Heng finally had some time to himself. With Mrs. Xie helping him, he didn't have to go to the other elders' houses to pay New Year's greetings. Everyone understood that he had encountered a major incident this year and had not recovered physically and mentally, so Yung Heng was relatively free. In two days, he was going to look for Song Yuan and his son, so he thought that he should buy some New Year's gifts. It wasn't the seventh or eighth day of the Lunar New Year yet, and the office workers from other places in Beijing hadn't returned to the city yet. Some of the shopping malls were not as lively as they were before the Lunar New Year.
Yung Heng walked around the shopping mall. Probably because of his dignified temperament, the salespeople who were usually very enthusiastic when they saw customers didn't brainwash him.
Sun Qiming had already returned and was following behind him.
Finally, they arrived at the jewelry section. There were all kinds of jewelry on the counter. As a straight man, Yung Heng usually only thought of jewelry when choosing gifts. This time was no exception. He really wanted to buy all the jewelry on the counter, but he still remembered the current situation. In the end, he chose a pair of diamond earrings. For the first time, he asked for Sun Qiming's opinion. "How about this?"
Sun Qiming was flattered and hurriedly replied, "It's very suitable for Miss Song."
"Do you think she'll like it?"
Although Sun Qiming knew that his boss was chasing after Miss Song, he was still inexplicably surprised when he heard this.
"Miss Song should like it." He didn't dare to say too much. After all, he had been by his boss' side for so long and had seen his boss hover around Miss Song. The two of them hadn't even gone on a date. It was obvious that his boss had kicked an iron plate.
Yung Heng's expression was calm. "Wrap this up."
After he bought the diamond earrings, he realized that he didn't buy a gift for Rong Ting.
Every father's feelings for their children were different. Yung Heng raised Rong Ting according to the standards of the Crown Prince. He wasn't familiar with preparing gifts for his son. After thinking about it, he felt that it wasn't appropriate to give him a copybook. He also gave him a lot of books, which were enough for him to read. His brain was still working. When he reached the first floor, he saw a huge sphere in the exhibition hall. He stopped in his tracks and walked over to the globe. He looked at it thoughtfully. Finally, he said to Sun Qiming, "This …"
Sun Qiming was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what he meant. "Boss, do you want this globe?"
So it was called a globe.
Yung Heng nodded. "Buy one for me."
This world was really like what Yuanyuan had said. The world was vast and spherical.
He had laughed at her for being silly. She had foolishly opened her hands and turned in a circle. Her eyes were shining. She had told him that one day, he would know that the world was bigger than he thought.
She would give this globe to Rong Ting.
He would like it very much.
***
At five o 'clock in the afternoon, Grandpa Song urged Song Yuan to go home quickly.
Song Yuan was also thinking about Rong Ting at home. She picked up her bag and was about to leave. When she was about to take the elevator to the parking lot, she heard a patient say that there were roasted sweet potatoes and roasted corn at the entrance. She had an idea. Grandpa loved sweet potatoes the most. Should she buy one to surprise him?
She changed her mind at the last minute. Instead of going to the basement, she walked out of the elevator on the first floor.
It was only a few steps from the inpatient elevator to the entrance. She was thinking about what ingredients to buy at the supermarket today. When she was about to reach the entrance, she suddenly heard someone shouting, "Someone jumped off the building! Quick! Get the security to evacuate the crowd! No photos! No videos!!! "
She suddenly stopped in her tracks. She had already seen a large pool of blood on the ground in front of the inpatient building.
She had never seen such a scene. No one had ever died in front of her like this. Jumping from a high place, the tragic state of the corpse was unimaginable to those who had never seen it.
Song Yuan's pupils suddenly dilated. Many people walked past her. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead. She only came back to her senses when someone bumped into her. Her psychological reaction led to her physiological reaction. She instinctively ran all the way to the bathroom. She went to one of the cubicles and after closing the door, she began to retch.
In the end, her legs were weak. She leaned back against the partition. The scene just now kept replaying in her mind. She retched until her eyes were red and her hands were trembling.
She didn't know how long she stayed in the bathroom. She resisted the fear and washed her hands. She looked up at herself in the mirror. At this moment, her complexion was very bad. She didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer. She dragged her weak legs to the parking lot, but even shifting gears was difficult. She felt that it was very dangerous. She was not in the condition to drive at all. It was too stuffy in the car. She simply got out of the car, leaned against the door, and took out her phone from her bag to call for a designated driver.
While she was waiting for the designated driver to arrive, a gentle male voice suddenly sounded. "Miss Song?"
Song Yuan looked up blankly and saw Meng Jingyan walking towards her.
He wasn't wearing a white coat. Instead, he was wearing a mid-length black down jacket, which made him look younger and more energetic. He saw that her face was as white as a sheet and asked, "Miss Song, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yuan shook her head and asked him again, "Dr. Meng, just now, someone in the hospital … jumped off the building?"
Speaking of jumping off the building, she unconsciously clenched her hands. She looked very scared.
Dr. Meng suddenly understood. He looked at her worriedly. "Did you see it just now? The door to the hospital's rooftop was originally closed. A patient somehow got up there and was diagnosed with cancer. He probably didn't want to burden his family, so he chose to die this way. "
Song Yuan lowered her head. "So that's what happened."
"Are you okay?" Dr. Meng's tone was gentle. "You don't look very good. Can you still drive? Do you want me to send you back? "
Song Yuan looked a little confused. After hearing what he said clearly, she tactfully refused. "No, Dr. Meng. I heard from my classmate that the hospital has been very busy recently. You must be very tired. You can go back first. I've called for a designated driver. He'll be here soon."
Since she said so, Meng Jingyan couldn't insist anymore. Before leaving, he told her again, "You don't look good. There are many people who have the flu during this time. If you don't feel well, go back and rest early."
"Okay."
After watching Meng Jingyan leave, Song Yuan opened the car door and sat in the back seat. After about half an hour, the designated driver arrived.
When they got home, Song Yuan calmed down a little. She didn't tell Rong Ting about this because she was afraid that the child would be scared and worried. However, she wasn't in the mood to eat at night. She even felt a little nauseous when she saw Rong Ting squeezing ketchup on the chicken wings.
Rong Ting saw that she didn't move her chopsticks and asked curiously, "Mother, why aren't you eating?"
Song Yuan had to lie. "I ate at the hospital. I'm not hungry at all now. You should eat more."
"Oh." Rong Ting was really hungry. He ate all the chicken wings on the plate by himself. His little belly was bulging.
He drank a lot of water today, so it was relatively dry in the heated room. At midnight, he woke up from the urge to pee. He got up and went to the bathroom. When he was about to go back to his room to sleep, he heard the sound of crying coming from his mother's room. He was shocked. He hesitated and knocked on the door. He put his ear on the door and listened for a while. Seeing that his mother didn't respond, he turned the door handle and opened the door. He quickly walked to the bed and saw that his mother's eyes were closed. She was obviously still asleep, but she was crying very sadly and uncomfortably.
He was anxious and hurriedly called out to her. "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you!" quot;
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