☆ Chapter 45 is my son.
Although it is already night, the lights are still on in the emergency building.
Song Qingcheng pressed his stomach and his eyes fell not far away. A pair of strange lovers and girls didn’t look so good. They failed and snuggled up to the boy’s shoulder and frowned from time to time. The boy’s elbow went to comfort them with their fingers clasped together and the boy’s legs crossed.
Fu Xiaohui nurse came out of the blood test room with a sheet.
The boy quickly raised his hand here
The nurse said, Come with me.
The boy coaxed the girl into getting up slowly, and the boy hugged her and left with the nurse.
The whole song dynasty stared at them and recalled a similar scene, but it was many years ago.
She 
didn’t continue to wait and get up to find Yutingchuan.
Just go to the hall Song Qingcheng saw Yutingchuan talking to a young man in a white coat not far away.
The young man noticed something and looked this way first.
Yutingchuan followed by turning his head and seeing the whole Song Dynasty, his eyes were surprised for a moment, but then he returned to normal, making people unable to distinguish real emotions.
Know? The young male doctor withdrew his sight and asked Yu Tingchuan instead.
Yutingchuan hasn’t answered the song dynasty. The whole city has come up to her and stopped two men. Her eyes look at the young male doctor, Yu Guang, glancing at his doctor’s name tag-Jiang Chi, deputy chief physician of orthopedics and traumatology.
Jiang Chi put his hands in his white coat pocket and looked at Yu Tingchuan. Don’t introduce me?
A junior
Yu Tingchuan’s tone is ordinary, which means a lot.
Song Qingcheng smiled and added It’s a niece
“……”
The atmosphere became a little weird.
Jiang Chi leng leng immediately ha ha smiled and looked interesting YuTingChuan body your niece? Why didn’t I know there was such a beautiful possession?
Song whole eyebrow eye curved smile at this very reserved.
Yu Tingchuan’s eyes are finally no longer as sad and sad as before. He shouted at Jiang Chi to drive away not to say that generations are on duty and don’t return to the inpatient department.
It’s not bad for a while. Jiang Chi remembered that Yu Tingchuan said just now that he had sent an acquaintance who was unwell to the hospital and he had seen those medicines and asked Song Qingcheng, Is your stomach upset?
Song city nodded and then looked YuTingChuan eyes focused.
Jiang Chi’s sharp-eyed eyes caught this scene and immediately called out, I’ll take you to the back of the infusion room. The head nurse on duty tonight is usually good with me. I’ll talk to her and see if I can get a bed.
……
With Jiang Chi’s help, Song Qingcheng was put into a ward when he was transfused.
Song Qingcheng’s skin is white, but the blood vessels are very thin. The head nurse tried it with a needle. It’s hard to find this blood vessel and it will bleed accidentally.
This is my friend’s niece. You must take it easy. Jiang Chi responded.
Yutingchuan is smoking by the window. I smell speech. I saw the whole song left hand take the bedside table, and the wrist was tied with a rubber band. The light of the arm shone white and smooth as if there were no pores. The skin on the back of the hand was almost transparent and I could see the thin blue blood vessels.
Then the whole song dynasty felt the back of the hand sting slightly followed by a chill.
The head nurse neatly helped her stick a band-aid and untied the wrist band. She used to have sex before leaving and said, If something happens, press the bedside call button.
When the head nurse left Jiang Chi, she turned to Yutingchuan and said, Your niece was stabbed by a needle. Why don’t you come to Xinxin’s house when you are an uncle?
Yu Tingchuan lit a cigarette outside the window. Why don’t you go?
Yo, it’s too bright for me. I noticed Yu Tingchuan’s warning eyes coming. Jiang Chi even said Take a horse away and looked at the bed. Song Qingcheng smiled. I like joking. Don’t take it seriously.
After Jiang Chi left, the ward suddenly became quiet.
Song city back against the pillow line of sight to the window there staring at YuTingChuan.
Not hiding because of shyness
Section 26
Yu Tingchuan’s passive situation has been watched for a long time, and then the cigarette butt head is slowly pressed out of the edge of the outer window, and then there is some reaction. He goes back to the bedside and pulls the chair Jiang Chi has just sat by the bedside table.
Is the stomach better now? He asked.
Song Qingcheng was dazed by the sudden change of attitude of a pair of Yutingchuan, and some of them didn’t adapt to it. Just now, she turned a blind eye to her, but soon she pressed this kind of discomfort. Seeing Yutingchuan’s deep eyes slightly rolled up his lips and eyelashes, his expression seemed to show a bit of shyness. It doesn’t hurt anymore.
Yu Tingchuan looked at her and recovered some color in her face. She nodded and then asked, Are you hungry?
Originally, he was going to go out to buy a snack. After half an hour’s actual call from Yutingchuan, the whole Song Dynasty finished a bottle of intravenous drip, and the restaurant staff also sent the takeaway to the ward.
A total of 15 yuan workers quoted the price
Yu Tingchuan took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and drew two hundred-dollar bills to give the other party keep the change
The worker thanked him and picked up the takeaway box to leave.
From the perspective of Song Qingcheng, she happened to see Yu Tingchuan revealing a sandwich photo when he unfolded his wallet. Although she glanced at it in a hurry, she still saw a general photo of six or seven-year-old boys wearing plaid shirts and denim shorts squatting on the lawn holding dirty football and smiling happily at the camera.
When Yu Tingchuan put the midnight snack on the bedside table, Song Qingcheng took this opportunity to chat, Do you put photos of your nephew in your wallet?
Yu Tingchuan sat back in the chair with his long legs overlapping at will, lit a cigarette again, and the smoke rose and said, It’s my son.
This answer is simple in a few words, but frank enough to be reserved.
Song Qingcheng listened to his ears and remembered that he had seen Yu Tingchuan’s hexagrams divorced and might still have one.
-digression–
Old Yu’s life story will gradually unravel with the development of the plot. Girls should remember that old Yu has been cuckolded/(ㄒㄒ)/~ It can’t be dramatized any more …