Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Song Shuang was seriously injured, but it was better to live comfortably in her own home than in the hospital ward.

Song Shuang was discharged from the hospital after she was almost fully raised in the hospital.

On the day of discharge, both Hu Hui and Lin Fengya came over.

Song Shuang said that she was going to live in Jinshayuan, Lin Fengya was a little surprised: "Haven't you always lived in Haoting?"

Haoting is the wedding room where Song Shuang and Gu Baisheng got married, and it has been about eight years since they lived there.

After all, Song Shuang has been married for seven years.

Not to mention, I lived in it half a year before the marriage.

Song Shuang said casually, "It's too far from the hospital."

Lin Fengya knew that this was just an excuse for her son.

Before Haoting was so far away from the Second Hospital, he had lived there with Gu Baisheng for more than seven years.

Now that Gu Baisheng is dead, using the excuse of being far away from work is simply a lie.

In the final analysis, it was what Hu Hui said in his ear.

Lin Fengya was a little upset, he was obviously her own son, but now he was acting like Hu Huisheng.

Hu Hui's words are more effective than hers to her son.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug a mother-in-law like Hu Hui gave her son.

Gu Baisheng watched the undercurrent between Hu Hui and Lin Fengya, and he regarded himself as transparent and didn't talk much.

After getting on the car, we went to Jinshayuan.

Then he asked Song Shuang: "Do you have any luggage to move over here? I can help you carry it."

Out of the kindness of helping the injured, Gu Baisheng thought about moving things for Song Shuang.

On the other side, Song Shuang closed her eyes and took a nap, without raising her eyelids, she said lightly, "I won't be here for long, so I don't need to move."

Gu Baisheng was slightly taken aback when he heard his words.

Then it occurred to her that Song Shuang had no feelings for her, and lived together just because of Hu Hui's words.

However, he will not bow his head and wrong himself for too long.

Someone as smart as he is will figure it out soon and move back.

So pondering.

Gu Baisheng didn't bother to care about his moving anymore.

On the other hand, Lin Fengya over there watched the car her son was sitting in leave, then turned her head to look at Hu Hui, and said unconvinced, "Aren't you going too far?"

Hu Hui is more like a calm lady than her, looking at her: "What's the matter?"

"It's not enough for you to just give my son a woman, and now you are forcing them to live together?"

Hu Hui opened her mouth to speak.

Lin Fengya thought that Hu Hui was trying to quibble, so before she could open her mouth, she said, "Don't think that I will believe you if you say you didn't ask for it. My son is not a man who is so quick to change his mind. It is impossible for him to take the initiative to talk to this Bai women live together."

"That's right, I forced him to live with Bai Shengsheng."

Hu Hui spoke frankly, without any intention of denying it.

Being so frank made Lin Fengya somewhat at a loss as to what to say to her.

Hu Hui looked at Lin Fengya's face that couldn't beat her and was very angry, and said lightly: "If you have the ability, you can also let your son not live with her."

Seeing Hu Hui's provocative gaze, Lin Fengya almost exploded with anger.

His fingers were pinching the palm of his hand, and his eyes were so sharp that he wanted to kill Hu Hui.

But Hu Hui didn't care about his fierce and angry eyes.

Smiling slightly, he turned and left calmly.

Feisao, the servant behind Lin Fengya, also couldn't bear to look at her.

Lin Fengya squinted her eyes, and said bitterly: "Sister-in-law Fei, call the Bai family later."

Sister-in-law Fei hesitated a bit: "Ma'am, this Miss Bai..."

"beat!"

Lin Fengya's voice became harsh.

Feisao didn't dare to say any more.

……

Gu Baisheng and Song Shuang pushed the door into Jinshayuan's house, and saw that some decorations had been moved in the room.

Even the bathroom, which used to have only one set of toiletries, has now become two sets.

Song Shuang's share was added.

In the side sleeper where Song Shuang lived, there were also a lot more clothes.

When Gu Baisheng moved in, the master bedroom was empty, so she consciously went to sleep in the master bedroom.

Now, a very weird pattern has formed, she, the mistress who is not the mistress, occupies the master bedroom.

But the real hero, Song Shuang, can only sleep on his side.

"Let me tidy up the master bedroom for you."

Gu Baisheng thought it would be better for Song Shuang to sleep in the master bedroom.

Song Shuang said, "Trouble, I won't change it."

With that said, he went to his room to rest.

Gu Baisheng looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and planned to make pigeon soup for Song Shuang.

Song Shuang went to rest after entering the room.

He slept until it was dark, only to be woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone.

Inside was Lin Fengya's gentle voice: "Shuang'er, have you had dinner yet?"

"not yet."

"I let people..."

"No need." Song Shuang interrupted her mother's words before she said that she wanted to bring food to herself.

Lin Fengya was rejected so neatly by her son, and sighed: "You are a newly married daughter-in-law, you really don't know how to take care of others."

The voice just fell.

There was a knock on the door of the room lying on the side. Gu Baisheng held the tray, pushed the door open with his shoulder, and said to Song Shuang who was talking on the phone: "Is the pigeon soup I have boiled for a long time delicious?"

Song Shuang: "..."

Lin Fengya who heard the voice on the phone: "..."

After a brief silence between mother and son.

Song Shuang watched Gu Baisheng walk into the side bed and put the dinner in front of his table, and asked Lin Fengya with her twitching brows in annoyance, "Mom, just tell me if you have anything to say."

While carrying the pigeon soup from the tray to the small table, Gu Baisheng glanced at Song Shuang who was answering the phone.

Lin Fengya on the phone seemed to say something that made Song Shuang unhappy, and Song Shuang's cold eyes showed a bit of uncontrollable irritability.

"I'll go there, don't tell me."

Only then was Lin Fengya satisfied: "Then I'll wait for you to come over the afternoon the day after tomorrow."

"Ah."

Song Shuang answered concisely, then hung up the phone.

Seeing him hang up the phone and put it aside, Gu Baisheng passed the small soup spoon to Song Shuang: "I heard people say that this is good for wound healing, so it has been stewed for a long time. You can taste it."

Song Shuang took the spoon and said nothing to her.

Gu Baisheng didn't mind Song Shuang treating herself as a nanny, so he watched his thin lips part and took a sip.

Then, he frowned.

"Why put so much pepper?"

"Is it hemp?"

Gu Baisheng asked him nervously.

"The numb tongue can't taste the taste."

When most people hear this kind of answer, most of their enthusiasm for cooking will be greatly shocked.

But Gu Baisheng is different, Gu Baisheng is not only not affected.

He also moved another soup cup over, and then lifted the lid: "Then drink this, and see how it tastes."

Song Shuang pushed the pigeon soup with peppercorns aside.

He took another sip of the pepperless one, and his brows were still frowning.

"how about this?"

"That one is too numb, and this one can't taste it."

"Then drink quickly."

Gu Baisheng was relieved and urged him to drink quickly.

Song Shuang frowned and looked at her: "Why do I think you are deliberately trying to numb me?"

Gu Baisheng smiled a little guilty: "Why, don't talk nonsense."

Song Shuang frowned and drank half a cup of soup, then pushed away.

Seeing that he stopped drinking, Gu Baisheng wanted to take it away.

Song Shuang stopped her: "Stay here, I'll drink after I wake up in the middle of the night."

"There's still some in the pot. This one's cold. When you wake up in the middle of the night, drink it from the hot pot."

Gu Baisheng smiled, and took away the cold soup as he thought he was a very good wife.

And after going to the kitchen, I tinkered for a long time before taking a bath in the bedroom to rest.

Before going to bed, Gu Baisheng carefully read the information on the recruitment website, and then made a serious record.

Then I fell asleep contentedly.

It's just that when I slept until midnight, I suddenly dreamed of some messy pictures.

There is a picture of marrying Song Shuang, and there is a picture of Song Shuang accompanying her into the delivery room during the first delivery, holding her hand firmly and wiping her sweat the whole time.

There is also a picture of Song Shuang trying to hug her after the child died, but she broke free and slapped her on the face.

Suddenly, she dreamed that Song Shuang was standing in front of the ruins where she died in the earthquake, her eyes were full of lifelessness and despair.

It was raining in the sky.

Song Shuang knelt on the ground, her whole body was wet, but she was still mechanically scraping away the bricks and cement on the ruins in vain.

The voice of someone talking next to him came over——

"I heard that the female doctor who was crushed to death was his wife."

"Kneeling here for more than a day, how pitiful."

"Just pick it up, don't talk, and others can't pull it, are you crazy?"

"Probably insane."

Gu Baisheng tried hard to see Song Shuang's face clearly.

But the picture is blurry, rainy and foggy.

Song Shuang's hair and clothes were wet, and her shoulders, which were always straight in the past, collapsed now.

His hands kept pawing the stones on the ground, and the nails of his ten fingers were broken and bleeding.

Such beautiful hands have become dirty and covered with scars.

But he didn't care at all, it was just like a machine, constantly chopping, constantly chopping.

She couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, and called out to him, "Song Shuang?"

Song Shuang didn't respond.

She called again: "Song Shuang?"

As if he heard it, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with shocking light: "Shengsheng? Shengsheng, you are not dead, are you?"

"I'm not dead..."

she answered.

Suddenly there was a bang, and the ground shook violently.

The aftershocks have begun again!

"what!"

Gu Baisheng jumped up from the bed suddenly, hugged the quilt in panic and turned to look at the water glass beside the bed.

The water level in the water glass remained motionless, without any fluctuations.

She suddenly realized that it was just a dream.

She took a sharp breath and wiped the cold sweat from her head.

Then he raised his hand and covered his face: "It's really scary..."

She muttered to herself.

But he didn't notice that at the door, a gap was gently closed, and the light that came in was silently annihilated in the closed door gap.

Song Shuang turned off the lights in the corridor and disappeared into the darkness.

In his hand was a bowl of cold pigeon soup.

It's full of peppercorns.

It doesn't look like a well-cooked food for people to eat at all.

On the contrary, it seems to be deliberately spoofing other people's things.