Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Gu Baisheng watched as the TV was turned off.

Turning to look at Song Shuang with a complicated mood: "Now, the entire Second Hospital will be implicated by me."

"fine."

Song Shuang stood up, "As long as Vice President Jiang can say this in front of the media, the entire Second Hospital will be willing to bear the consequences of your mistakes on the operating table this time."

Gu Baisheng pursed his lips, still apologizing: "I'm sorry..."

She thought that she would be able to save Ono once she was on the operating table.

However, naive.

She couldn't save Ono at all.

Ono is still dead.

She lowered her eyes, thinking of Ono's corpse covered in a white cloth on the hospital bed, she felt extremely oppressed and uncomfortable.

Song Shuang turned her head and saw her raising her hand to cover her forehead.

Frowning, he came over, squatted in front of her, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

"Uncomfortable..."

She rests her fingers on her forehead.

I always feel that when I think of Ono's corpse, there are still some long-ago fragments clamoring to emerge in my mind.

Indistinctly, it is also a small corpse of a child.

There were also some hoarse crying and cursing.

Song Shuang remembered that she was insane and cried at her to accuse him before, and her brows frowned even tighter.

Holding her shoulder with her fingers: "I'll help you to rest."

Gu Baisheng nodded, he really couldn't muster up the energy and strength to go to dinner.

Song Shuang helped her into the bedroom, watched her lie down, tucked the quilt up for her, and sat on the edge of the bed for a while.

Only then did he go out of the bedroom.

Gu Baisheng was dreaming in a daze.

I couldn't sleep well in my dream, I frowned, and my fingers tightened from time to time, grasping the smooth corner of the pillow.

……

Over there, Yang Jing and Jiang Shouyuan finished dealing with the reporters who were chasing after them, and drove the car on the way home.

Both of them were a little tired and tired.

Jiang Shouyuan was poked in pain by the reporter, and he couldn't help sighing when he thought of the bleak future of the Second Hospital.

Yang Jing looked at him several times worriedly, and finally couldn't help asking him: "President, what are you worrying about?"

"Didn't you hear what those reporters pointed at my nose?"

Jiang Shouyuan looked at Yang Jing, feeling sad and angry.

Yang Jing was in a mess when dealing with the reporters just now.

At this moment, I really can't remember how much those reporters said to Jiang Shouyuan.

"They said that after Gu Baisheng died, Song Shuang was the only one in our hospital's surgery department to support us!"

Yang Jing didn't think there was a problem with this, so he nodded: "Yes, I'm not wrong."

Such an honest answer made Jiang Shouyuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"We have a lot of surgical talents, how could it be possible that only Song Shuang is struggling to support us, this is clearly looking down on you guys!"

The corner of Yang Jing's mouth twitched, feeling a little guilty and powerless: "But compared with Dr. Gu, we are far behind."

Jiang Shouyuan glared at Yang Jing: "Won't you give yourself a long-term ambition?"

The corners of Jiang Shouyuan's mouth moved, and he was silent for a while, looking at the sulking Jiang Shouyuan, he suddenly said: "Dean, I think our surgery department needs to inject new vitality."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Shouyuan frowned and looked at Yang Jing.

Yang Jing hesitated and said, "That is to say, our hospital's surgery department may need new, younger and more capable doctors to join?"

"Who?"

Jiang Shouyuan asked her.

Looking at Jiang Shouyuan's face, Yang Jing summoned up his courage and said, "For example, Bai Shengsheng."

Jiang Shouyuan was taken aback, really lost in thought.

……

Gu Baisheng had a dream in the middle of the night and woke up with a start.

Seeing how she woke up, Song Shuang handed her a water glass and asked her, "What did you dream about again?"

"Dream little..."

She subconsciously wanted to say that she dreamed of Xiaoshen, but when the words came to her lips, she looked at Song Shuang's eyes and handsome face, but changed the subject: "Xiaoye..."

She looked back.

There was still uneasy uneasiness in his eyes.

Her child kept entering her dreams.

The pain of losing her son made it difficult for her to sleep.

Especially after Ono's death, the pain from the past resurfaced intensified, making her sink deeper and deeper into the pain.

After she finished drinking the water, Song Shuang took the water glass.

"You didn't have dinner tonight."

Gu Baisheng lay back on the bed: "I'm not hungry."

When you are too sad, you will not feel hungry.

"Tomorrow you stay at home and rest well."

Gu Baisheng didn't insist on going to the hospital this time, but responded in a vague way: "Yes."

Song Shuang saw that she was lying down, so she lay down too, and turned off the lamp in the bedroom.

The room fell into silent darkness.

Gu Baisheng closed his eyes, but the cold corpses of Xiao Shen and Xiao Ye kept appearing in front of his eyes.

The corpses of these two children appeared alternately in her mind, which made her afraid to close her eyes.

She took a nervous breath, trying to close her eyes and fall asleep again.

However, as soon as you close your eyes, the child's pale and lifeless face will emerge from the darkness.

She was so frightened that her breath became short of breath, and she quickly opened her eyes again.

"Can't you sleep?"

Song Shuang's voice sounded beside her.

Gu Baisheng replied sadly: "Yes."

Song Shuang was silent for a while upon hearing this.

A few seconds later, he stretched out his hand, pulled her over, and gently hugged her waist.

Such strong and warm hands held her waist.

Arms around her.

Invisibly, it gave her a strong sense of security.

Gu Baisheng turned his head to the side, wanting to see Song Shuang in the darkness.

Song Shuang closed her eyes tiredly, and asked her, "Would this be better?"

Gu Baisheng bit his lower lip: "Yes."

It was not the first time that Song Shuang hugged her to sleep.

Every time, Song Shuang's arms wrapped around her waist, it gave her a very safe feeling.

However, after Xiaoshen passed away, this feeling no longer existed.

Because of Xiao Shen's death, she refused any touch from Song Shuang.

But now, this sense of security of being hugged has returned to her for some reason.

She tried to close her eyes.

This time in the darkness, the first thing she felt was the strength and warmth of Song Shuang's arms around her waist.

She pursed her lips and rubbed her cheek against the pillow lightly.

Unable to bear it, he raised his hand and gently supported Song Shuang's arm.

Song Shuang felt her movement, and her body obviously tensed up.

"Don't move."

Song Shuang's voice whispered in her ears.

With a sleepy voice, it sounded like a warning.

Gu Baisheng said softly: "I..."

"what?"

Gu Baisheng turned over.

Song Shuang opened her eyes from the darkness.

Seeing Gu Baisheng turned over to face him, his arms wanted to tighten up a little.

But her waist is very thin.

He was even a little afraid that if he suddenly exerted force, it would hurt her.

"I am a little scared."

Scared?
Song Shuang was a little surprised.

This was the first time she heard Gu Baisheng say she was afraid in front of him.

Gu Baisheng lives in a single-parent family.

Mother Hu Hui has a very strong character.

A strong mother will definitely not let her child suffer too much harm.

And the character of the child will be relatively gentle and soft.

Gu Baisheng was like this.

in her college days.

I don't know if it's because she has a boy she likes, she has become more gentle and gentle.

In front of the person she likes, she is like a white jasmine. When people look at her from a distance, she feels quiet and pleasing.

But although she looked gentle and soft, she seldom said she was afraid.

Even when Xiaoshen was born.

She didn't say she was afraid, she just gritted her teeth in the delivery room, clutched his hand, and tried hard to cooperate with the doctor in pain.

Song Shuang accompanied her all the way here.

When Chengbi died, she never said she was afraid.

I never said I was afraid when I was giving birth.

When the child died, he didn't say he was afraid.

But now, she suddenly said she was afraid.

Song Shuang suddenly didn't understand what she was afraid of.

Gu Baisheng was in his arms, eyes lowered, gently tugged on the clothes on his chest, and said in a low voice: "When I close my eyes, I will see the child's small corpse and lifeless face. I have never Not afraid of the dead."

Song Shuang raised her hand gently, stroked her back gently, and comforted her: "It's okay, I'm here."

"I think everyone, as long as I try my best to save them, I will not regret if they die."

"Doctors are not gods, and they cannot guarantee that everyone will be saved. As long as you do your best, you don't need to feel guilty or regretful."

Gu Baisheng listened to his words, raised his eyes and looked at him: "Have you ever had any regrets?"

Song Shuang was silent for a while.

"Have you ever had any regrets about your patient?" she asked again.

"Yes," Song Shuang's eyes became lonely and far-reaching in the dark night, "but I did my best. That is a life I can't keep."

Gu Baisheng looked at him silently.

Suddenly, he wanted to know what kind of expression Song Shuang had when he said these words in the dark.

Xiaoshen's operation was performed by him.

Did he try his best?
Will he feel sorry?
She didn't dare to ask, and didn't know how to ask.

It can only be sideways like this.

Because whenever she thought of Xiao Shen's death, her feelings for him became complicated and difficult to distinguish.

This man took her in and cared for her through her toughest times.

But when she was most desperately looking forward to that glimmer of hope, she completely shattered and killed her hope.

She has feelings for him, a grateful love.

There is also hatred and resentment.

"Sheng Sheng."

He softly called her name.

Gu Baisheng responded.

Song Shuang's voice sounded a little deep and low: "This incident will have a great impact. No matter what kind of remarks you hear from the outside world, you don't have to feel sad."

Gu Baisheng was a little surprised.

At this time, his reputation with the Second Academy is at stake.

He is still worried that the accusations against her from the outside world will hurt her?

"I know."

Song Shuang nodded, and said again: "Sometimes, the reason why people accuse and abuse others is because they feel that they have been deceived."

Gu Baisheng couldn't understand what he meant.

I think what he seems to be talking about is about Ono.

But it doesn't seem to be Ono's business.

Song Shuang's voice rang in her ears, like a helpless whisper: "The reason why you are deceived is because what you see with your eyes and hear with your ears makes them think that this is the truth, but if you believe you Believe what you believe, not what you see, and you won't be deceived."

Gu Baisheng frowned.

Believe what you believe?Instead of believing what you see?
What is he talking about?

Was it Xiao Shen's death?