Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Gu Baisheng was making the bed in the room.

Turning around unintentionally, she saw Song Shuang push open her door, and was startled.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Shuang said coldly, "Come to my room tonight."

Gu Baisheng pulled the big towel around his neck towards his chest unnaturally with his fingers: "Tonight..."

"Ok?"

Song Shuang looked sideways at her.

Gu Baisheng continued hesitantly: "If you want to have a good rest, you... it's better to restrain yourself a little bit."

Song Shuang's physical strength was very good, but she really couldn't hold on anymore.

Now my waist feels like it's going to break.

After hearing what she said, Song Shuang couldn't help frowning: "What are you thinking?"

These words stunned Gu Baisheng: "You are not going to follow me..."

She was embarrassed to say the latter words, and faltered with a blushing face.

"What are you doing?"

Song Shuang asked her impatiently as if she didn't understand what she meant.

She hesitated for a moment, raised her hands, and patted them lightly.

There was a crackling sound in the room.

Now, Song Shuang understood.

Song Shuang was almost speechless by her, and her cold face suddenly showed a bit of helplessness: "What are you pretending to be in your head? I asked you to come here for a serious business."

"What's the matter?"

Gu Baisheng felt strange.

Song Shuang didn't explain in detail, but said lightly: "You will know when you come."

Gu Baisheng looked at him mysteriously and refused to speak.

shook his head.

I just thought he was a little weird.

But without thinking too much, after making the bed, wrapped in a nightgown and passed away.

Song Shuang had already taken a shower and changed into her pajamas.

Seeing her coming, he pointed to the laptop on the bed.

"Look at the things on the computer."

Gu Baisheng walked over strangely.

When he picked up the computer, his face was covered with black lines.

"what is this?"

Looking at various professional questions on the laptop screen.

Gu Baisheng was suddenly a little confused.

"Didn't you get fired for the written test questions of the Second Academy? Do it and see how many points you can get."

Gu Baisheng's mouth twitched.

A little unbelievable: "You want me to work in the Second Hospital?"

"If you're good enough, it's not impossible."

　 Song Shuang looked at her.

Seriously.

"Didn't I not be allowed to go to the Second Hospital before?"

She had thought of this before.

But Song Shuang personally rejected her.

Why do you want her to go to the Second Hospital now?
"Although there are very few places for the spring recruitment of the Second Academy, exceptionally outstanding people should always have a chance to try."

"Admit that I'm good?"

Gu Baisheng's eyes curved into a smile.

Song Shuang didn't follow her, but pointed to the laptop with her chin: "We'll wait until you finish this question."

Gu Baisheng smiled: "Okay."

She started to do the problem.

Do it quickly.

She has practiced medicine for many years and is very good at surgery.

Although these questions are somewhat difficult, they can be easily solved according to her past experience and experience.

Originally, fresh graduates had to do more than an hour of questions.

She did it all in just half an hour.

Finally, he pushed the computer to Song Shuang.

Song Shuang sat on the bed, facing her.

Holding the laptop in his arms, he scanned it roughly, then raised his eyes to look at her.

Gu Baisheng asked him: "What's wrong?"

"You seem to be very familiar with these questions, and you wrote the answers without thinking too much."

Song Shuang spoke.

Gu Baisheng laughed and laughed: "When I was planning to participate in the recruitment of the Second Academy, I took out all the previous written test questions of the Second Academy, and I have done half of the questions for this one."

This is not a lie.

Because, half of the questions in it were given to the applicant when she was bored.

As a questioner, isn't it easy to come up with an answer in a short time?
Song Shuang nodded.

Continue to look down at the questions on the notebook.

In just a few minutes, Song Shuang read all the questions.

He stretched his brows and eyes, and looked at Gu Baisheng with a flat face: "Go and take the exam during the spring recruitment."

Gu Baisheng nodded, and agreed happily.

However, Xiao Rong suddenly thought of Xiao Rong from the School of Education.

So, he smiled and planned to get out of bed: "Let's talk about it, I want to get a certificate first before becoming an intern."

Hearing this, Song Shuang closed the laptop and raised her eyes: "Do you still want to go back to the Institute of Education?"

Gu Baisheng did not deny it.

Song Shuang's face became a little cold: "Didn't you already say that you won't take care of this matter?"　
Gu Baisheng walked towards the door: "I'm not at ease."

"That's the Xiao family's business."

Song Shuang's attitude was very tough.

Gu Baisheng said: "I know, but I want to try my best to help Xiao Rong. His experience is a bit pitiful."

"Have you suffered from the Virgin Mary again?"

Song Shuang's words were somewhat displeased and mocking.

Gu Baisheng frowned, looked at Song Shuang, and his tone became a little stiff: "Although I am married to you, I don't need your interference in my decision."

Gu Baisheng's temper is very soft.

But in some things, but also stubborn to death.

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and left the room.

Song Shuang felt uncomfortable.

Brow peaks are wrinkled.

After Gu Baisheng returned to the room, not long after, he heard the sound of the door opening outside.

She glanced at the door strangely.

I thought Song Shuang would come to her room.

In the end, what sounded was the opening and closing of the door at the entrance.

She didn't think much of it, and continued to work on her own.

After half an hour.

Song Shuang took a seat in front of the bar counter of the bar.

Mo Shaoyan ordered a deep water bomb for him.

Song Shuang pulled it over and drank a few big gulps.

Mo Shaoyan was a little surprised: "What's the matter, come out so late suddenly, doesn't it mean that there will be surgery tomorrow?"

"Upset."

"Upset?"

Mo Shaoyan couldn't help laughing: "I thought it was you who remembered that..."

Song Shuang's eyes shot over.

Mo Shaoyan tactfully closed his mouth.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, what happened to you today?"

As Song Shuang's good buddy, Mo Shaoyan was sitting next to him, and he really wanted to enlighten his brother.

Song Shuang said, "How much do you know about the Xiao family?"

When Mo Shaoyan was asked about the Xiao family's affairs, he was also slightly silent for a while, and the playful expression on his face became a little more serious: "Why are you talking about their family's affairs all of a sudden?"

Before Song Shuang could answer.

Mo Shaoyan said: "Oh oh oh, I understand, is it because the Xiao family's youngest son is taking your wife's attention?"

The Xiao family's youngest son was set up to be caught in bed with Song Shuang's wife, and the whole North City knew about it.

Mo Shaoyan picked up which pot he did not open.

Song Shuang almost wanted to kill him.

However, fortunately, I didn't drink much, and I haven't been on my head yet.

Therefore, Song Shuang didn't care about what he said, but said: "Your family should have some friendship with the Xiao family."

Mo Shaoyan pursed his lips: "There are some business contacts, but these things are not taken care of by me, but by my father."

"Then do you know why the Xiao family hates Xiao Rong so much?"

Hearing this, Mo Shaoyan thought for a moment: "I heard from my father that it was because Xiao Chengye's original wife, Liu Siqi, didn't like this son."

"Isn't Liu Siqi Xiao Rong's biological mother?"

"It's because his biological mother doesn't like him that Xiao Chengye hates this son."

"If you don't like it, why did you give birth?"

Song Shuang asked Mo Shaoyan.

Mo Shaoyan shook his head: "That's not clear."

Mo Shaoyan was silent for a while, and then said again: "The Xiao family has kept a low profile for so many years. We basically haven't heard much about her family. Even when Liu Siqi died of illness, the Xiao family didn't say much."

Song Shuang nodded, holding the wine glass in her hand, and asked Mo Shaoyan, "Does Jingsi know more?"

"Jingsi..." Mo Shaoyan thought for a while, "He probably knows a little bit, but now that he is Bai Jinhang's son-in-law, it is easy to inquire about the Xiao family from the Bai family."

Song Shuang looked away: "When you see him when you have time, ask him to check for me."

"Why don't you go and tell him yourself?"

Mo Shaoyan was a little curious.

"He's newlywed, it's not good for me to bother her."

"Then it's okay if I interrupt?"

Mo Shaoyan came to his senses, "You want me to block the gun for you again."

Hearing what he said, Song Shuang couldn't help laughing and retorting: "Anyway, you haven't done it once, isn't it right for you to do it?"

Mo Shaoyan disagreed.

Song Shuang said, "I invite you to drink tonight."

"It's not good to buy me a drink. You owe me a favor. When you have a chance, I will ask you to return the favor to me."

"It's just a small thing."

Song Shuang felt that Mo Shaoyan's remuneration was not proportional to his efforts.

But Mo Shaoyan insisted: "If you don't agree, then I won't ask you."

Song Shuang: "Reluctantly agree."

……

Song Shuang didn't come back until the middle of the night after drinking.

Listening to the movement outside the door, Gu Baisheng got up and went to open the door.

Just opened half the door.

Song Shuang put one hand against the door of the house and threw herself on her body.

Alcohol rushed to the tip of her nose.

Gu Baisheng hugged his body, a little helpless: "Why did you go out to drink again?"

Song Shuang just pressed on her body and didn't respond, as if she was drunk.

Gu Baisheng had no choice but to help him back to the room.

Then help him undress.

Song Shuang's coat was taken off by Gu Baisheng.

There is still a sweater on my body that is not easy to take off.

Gu Baisheng patted his face lightly, and said to him: "Move a little, and I'll take off the sweater for you."

Song Shuang heard it.

However, his body moved, but he didn't cooperate with Gu Baisheng to take off his sweater.

Instead, he reached out to untie his belt.

Gu Baisheng hurriedly pressed his hand.

Song Shuang opened her eyes in a daze.

Gu Baisheng looked at his confused expression, feeling a little helpless: "I'd better go and make sober tea for you first, don't sleep."

She let go of her hand and wanted to leave from the bed.

Song Shuang's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her hand.

When she turned around, she saw Song Shuang looking at her with half-opened eyes: "Don't go."

Gu Baisheng explained: "I'll go to the kitchen and I'll be right back."

"The sweater is uncomfortable..."

Song Shuang tore at the collar of her sweater.

Gu Baisheng saw that he was really uncomfortable in the sweater, and the temperature in the house was high.

He sat back on the bed and helped him take off his sweater.

After finally getting the sweater off his head, Gu Baisheng heaved a sigh of relief and went to the kitchen first.

Song Shuang grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Turning over put her on the bed.

Gu Baisheng was suppressed, and coaxed him a little helplessly: "Can we talk about it later?"

"Let's talk now." Song Shuang leaned closer to her, a little drunk and persistent.

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you... think Xiao Rong is better than me?"