Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Hearing these words, Zhang Tiantian was overwhelmed with grief, lost all strength in an instant, and passed out.

Gu Baisheng quickly supported her.

The surrounding doctors and nurses saw her and hurried over to help her up.

"Sweet? Sweet?"

Gu Baisheng patted her face lightly.

However, Zhang Tiantian has no consciousness now.

"We're taking her to the ward."

Yang Jing also came out of the ward, took Zhang Tiantian from Gu Baisheng's hand, carried her to the ward.

Gu Baisheng wanted to follow, but his steps were heavy.

She watched Zhang Tiantian being sent to the ward, but her eyes turned to Ono's ward involuntarily.

In the ward, Ono's body was already covered by a white cloth.

Doctors left the ward one after another.

Gu Baisheng stood there watching, suddenly he didn't know what to do.

That small body was covered under a white cloth.

In a trance, she seemed to see a scene buried in her memory.

It was also a little child with chubby cheeks, very cute, but his eyes were tightly closed all the time.

No matter how she called him, his eyes refused to open.

There was no trace of a living person in his whole body.

The breath of life passed away bit by bit on his small body.

It was so lifeless.

It was eerily quiet.

"Xiao Shen..."

She yelled in a low voice, her eyes went dark, and her body couldn't hold on any longer, and she fell to one side.

"Sheng Sheng!"

A pair of hands quickly grabbed her waist and supported her body.

Gu Baisheng opened his eyes, and vaguely saw that the person supporting him was Song Shuang.

"what happened to you?"

Gu Baisheng didn't know why, but felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't restrain the crying in his voice: "The child is dead..."

the child died...

These four words made Song Shuang's heart ache.

More than two years ago, when he and Gu Baisheng's son died, she said the same thing.

She knelt in front of the operating table in unbearable grief, held her son's hand, and with red eyes, said to him in despair: "The child is dead..."

That was her only child.

It is her most precious treasure.

However, the child died anyway.

Died under his scalpel.

"I'll help you sit down first."

Song Shuang put her on the chair beside the corridor and told him to sit down.

Feeling that her fingers were cold, he took off his coat and put it on her shoulders.

Gu Baisheng's eyes turned to Ono's ward again.

Staring at it firmly, his thoughts were a little dazed by the images that emerged from his memory.

She even suspected that she had returned to the day when her son died.

The body covered by the bed was her son.

She shook her head and murmured: "He shouldn't die, he can't die, there's nothing wrong with the surgery."

Song Shuang nodded: "I know."

"You too," Gu Baisheng suddenly turned his head, reached out to grab his clothes, and looked at him persistently and crazily: "You are so powerful, why did you fail? It is impossible for your subordinates to have failed operations!"

Song Shuang was startled.

Looking at Gu Baisheng's chaotic, but sometimes sober eyes at that time, his eyes trembled.

Gu Baisheng felt a little pain in his head, the picture in front of him and the picture in his mind kept flashing and overlapping.

Her head hurts.

She raised her hand, grabbed her hair unbearably, and murmured in a daze, "It shouldn't, it shouldn't... The operation shouldn't have failed, so why did it fail? How could the child die?"

"It was on purpose, you must have done it on purpose..." She seemed to have figured something out, turned her head, looked at Song Shuang, and asked him: "Did you do it on purpose? You wanted him to die on purpose, right? "

"No," Song Shuang explained to her, "I didn't intentionally let anyone die, neither the patient nor my son."

"You did it on purpose! You did it on purpose!"

Gu Baisheng firmly grasped the clothes on his chest, with tears in his eyes, and hammered his chest in hatred: "You lied to me that you can save him! Lied to me that he can survive! You lied to me! You are a fraud!"

Gu Baisheng's fist hit his chest.

A woman in a trance doesn't actually have much strength.

However, the words she said, the memories these words evoke, are sharper than knives.

It hurts even more.

Song Shuang took a breath and kept herself calm: "Shengsheng, you're starting to talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, what I said is true! Everyone said that, everyone said you killed him!"

When Gu Baisheng recalled the day his son died, all colleagues in the hospital were very surprised.

Surprised the operation would fail.

Surprised that a genius like Song Shuang had failed.

She was surprised that Song Shuang's failure was because she failed to save her son on the operating table.

However, some people slowly understood after being surprised.

Indifferently, lightly said——

"Anyway, the son is not his own, so of course he won't try his best to save it. Isn't there an eyesore when he dies?"

Xiao Shen's death was caused by Song Shuang on purpose.

It was that day, that sentence.

She, who was so sad that she lost her sobriety, believed in this sentence with great persistence and tenacity.

She hates Song Shuang!

I hate Song Shuang for not being able to save her most cherished child!
Yang Jing, who was walking hurriedly in the distance, saw Bai Shengsheng grabbing Song Shuang's clothes and beating his chest, and felt that this scene had a sense of familiarity.

However, at this moment, he didn't have time to think about when he had seen such a scene again, so he just called him anxiously: "Doctor Song?"

Ono's matter has attracted the attention of many people outside the Second Hospital, and the dean is already calling a meeting for everyone.

He heard that Song Shuang had been notified, so he came here to look for him.

Seeing Yang Jing approaching, Song Shuang took a light breath, grabbed Gu Baisheng's wrist, and coaxed her: "Stop making trouble."

Yang Jing saw that Bai Shengsheng had a strange expression, that his face was full of tears, and that he said something like 'kill him', so he asked curiously: "What's wrong with Miss Bai?"

"She used to work as a school doctor in the college. After Ono died, she was very sad. She blamed me for not participating in the first aid!"

In this way, it is reasonable.

Yang Jing nodded.

Song Shuang frowned, seeing that Gu Baisheng was still not sober, helped her to stand up, and asked Yang Jing, "You go to the meeting first, I'll be there in a while."

Yang Jing responded, "Okay, then hurry up, Doctor Song."

Song Shuang saw Yang Jing hesitantly turned around and left, then frowned, and then pinched the back of Gu Baisheng's neck.

Gu Baisheng was crying a little bit confused.

At this moment, the back of her neck was pinched, and she immediately fainted limply in Song Shuang's arms.

Song Shuang picked her up and walked towards her consulting room.

The nonsense that Gu Baisheng said further proves that neither Qu Xiaobo nor Hu Hui admitted the wrong person.

She is Gu Baisheng.

She has all the memories that Gu Baisheng has.

She knows everything that Gu Baisheng knows.

Therefore, what Gu Baisheng cannot know, she will never know.

Song Shuang put her on the sofa in his consulting room, covered her with his coat, and adjusted the air conditioner to a suitable temperature before closing the door and leaving the consulting room.

in the conference room.

There was no major operation, and the nurses and doctors who participated in Ono's treatment and care were all gathered here.

As the chief surgeon of the operation, Yang Jing always had a bad premonition in his heart.

His fingers were placed on the legs under the conference table, subconsciously twisting his fingers back and forth.

His complexion is also very bad.

Similarly, Zhou Yiyi and Xu Qian, the nurses who had taken care of Ono, also sat beside the head nurse with different expressions, waiting for the meeting to start.

However, she was also the nurse who had taken care of Ono.

Zhou Yiyi's expression was quite different from Xu Qian's.

Yi Yi looked calm, with a bored expression that had nothing to do with him.

But Xu Qian had a dignified expression, her eyes dodged, and she refused to face anyone face to face.

Yang Jing lowered his eyes.

Hearing the intermittent comments from the people around him, his fingers became more and more stiff.

"I heard that the forensic doctor was coming to conduct an autopsy, saying that there was a problem with the operation, so I called all the doctors and nurses involved in the operation over for a meeting."

"Didn't it mean that there was something wrong with the medicine? He went into shock because he took allergy medicine."

Xu Qian's body froze, she bit her lower lip, and secretly glanced at the two doctors who were guessing.

The two doctors didn't notice Yang Jing and Xu Qian at all, and they continued talking.

"The vice-principal is about to step back. Now is the time for the new vice-principal to be selected. How could there be such an unexplained death of the wounded?"

"You mean, this matter is aimed at Song Shuang?"

Some people dragged the topic farther and farther, and directly brought it up to the succession of the vice president of the hospital.

Now Jiang Shouyuan, the vice president of the Second Hospital, has reached the age of retirement.

The vice president was originally the director of the Department of Surgery of Human Medicine, and he has produced many good doctors under his command. More than ten years ago, a man surnamed Tan even made the Second Hospital's reputation abroad.

But the female doctor who took credit for treating others died in an accident not long after she came back.

Jiang Shouyuan was very sad at the time, and he was ill for a period of time. Later, he went to the Second Hospital, where he became the department director, and then worked his way up to the position of vice president step by step.

Because when Jiang Shouyuan was the director of surgery, he was very optimistic about Song Shuang, who had just graduated and came to practice at that time, so he and Song Shuang had some mentorship.

In the following years, he also praised Song Shuang well.

And Song Shuang's ability is outstanding in the entire North City, even if it has not risen to the level of taking the title of head of a department.

But her ability is obvious to all.

Many people thought that the vice president this time would belong to the Song family.

Now that this incident happened, private conspiracy theories began to come out in all kinds of ways.

"Isn't it aimed at him? There are a lot of people who want to be the deputy dean. How many people would be upset if it falls on the head of Song Shuang who has not been the director of the department and jumped three times."

"Don't talk nonsense, how could someone harm a patient just for a position?"

"Isn't there such a thing? Tan, who was a doctor back then..."

"Everyone be quiet!"

Jiang Shouyuan, the vice president who presided over the meeting, heard the whispers at the table, and knocked on the table impatiently.

At this time, Song Shuang pushed open the door and walked into the conference room.

When the people around saw him, they immediately fixed their eyes on him.

Yang Jing looked at Song Shuang, loosened his fingers a little, and nodded slightly to Song Shuang.

Song Shuang also nodded slightly as a response.

Then he pulled out the chair and sat on the seat next to Yang Jing.

This accountability meeting, I'm afraid it will be a little embarrassing for him.