Love Marriage First: Young Master Li, your wife ran away again

The two entered the disinfection room, washed their hands and disinfected, both of them were in working condition, and they opened their mouths to talk about the patient's condition.
After entering the operating room, the anesthesia had already started, and when the anesthesiologist gave an OK, Su Yihuan took a deep breath and officially entered the state.
After the chest was opened, revealing the beating heart, she heard Shi Mosheng's voice, because she was wearing a mask, it sounded muffled: "Start extracorporeal circulation."
The intubation was connected to the artificial heart-lung machine, and after the injection of cardioplegia solution, the heart slowly calmed down.
Once the pericardium is opened, there will be a war of cold weapons, and various tools will penetrate into the heart, starting a delicate and long journey.
Su Yihuan concentrated all her energy, assisted from the side, and cooperated with every move in a timely manner.
In the operating room, Shi Mosheng is the commander in chief, and even a one-millimeter error in the decision to kill can be a matter of life and death.
Those hands, extraordinarily stable, represent calmness, professionalism and reliability.
This is the first time she and Shi Mosheng are in the same operating room, responsible for the same life.
A fire slowly ignited in her heart, burning peacefully and silently, but producing endless power.
Time passed by, and a few hours later, she heard Shi Mosheng say: "Rewarm."
This is the final stage, Shi Mosheng took off his glasses, and told Su Yihuan: "The surgical incision is sutured, and you guys finish the rest."
After speaking, he retreated two parts, left the hospital bed, and walked out of the operating room.
Su Yihuan took over the work, and after the suturing was completed, the aorta was opened, and the human heart started beating again.
Su Yihuan let out a long breath of relief.
No matter how many operations are performed, this sigh cannot be avoided.
Only when the heart is revived can this war with the god of death be considered a preliminary victory.
When she walked out of the operating room, Shi Mosheng had already gone to the next operating room, which was a very difficult operation, and cooperated with the director of the gastroenterology department.
After the Spring Festival, Shi Mosheng had several unavoidable surgeries, and was very busy during this period of time. Su Yihuan almost watched the blue color in his eyes getting heavier and heavier. It was a serious lack of rest. She estimated that today The dean had to stand by the operating table for a total of eleven hours.
Su Yihuan returned to the office, sat down and squeezed her sore calf.
Pinch the fingertips up and down with moderate strength, and the muscles gradually relax.
The phone on the table ding-dong, it was a text message from Su Yumeng.
Today is Su Yumeng's birthday, and I made an appointment to celebrate. Su Yihuan replied ok, put down her phone, lay down on the table, and closed her eyes to rest.
But when he closed his eyes, it was Shi Mosheng's concentrated figure during the operation.
He is still in the operating room.
Su Yihuan looked at her watch, and it was far from being completely over.
It was already midnight when I came back from ktv at night.
As the taxi drove past the hospital, an idea came to Su Yihuan's mind, but it wasn't sudden. This idea had been clamoring since she got off work.
She wanted to go back and see him.
This thought overwhelmed her strongly, and by the time she realized it, she was already standing in the dark corridor of the administrative floor.
She opened the door of the office, and the room was pitch black.
He's probably gone.
Su Yihuan felt faintly disappointed.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he found that the door of the apartment was ajar.
She quietly walked to the door, gently opened the door, and saw a person lying on the bed.
Shi Mosheng was lying on the bed with her clothes closed, two buttons of her shirt unbuttoned, her arms still resting on her forehead, as if she had just laid down, but her breathing had stopped very evenly, she was in a deep sleep.
Tired already?The door was too lazy to lock, and the quilt was not covered.
The temperature of the air conditioner in the room is 23 degrees, which is a bit cold for sleeping.
Su Yihuan found the cashmere blanket on the sofa by the moonlight, and tiptoed close to the bed, trying to cover him up.
But he was sleeping very far back, Su Yihuan stretched his arms while holding the blanket, but he couldn't reach it.
Sighing, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.
She knelt and crawled softly, slowly approaching the sleeping man, and managed to cover him with the blanket, but the sag of the mattress still woke him up.
Just when Su Yihuan was about to retreat, Shi Mosheng opened her eyes.
At first, his eyes were confused and half-awakened, but he squinted slightly to see the face of the person coming, and his eyes gradually gained focus and content.
Su Yihuan was stunned for a moment, leaning against his head with her hands on the bed.
Shi Mosheng and her stared at each other for a while, their eyes gradually moved down, and they froze for a moment.
Su Yihuan clearly saw that Shi Mosheng's Adam's apple rolled in the open shirt collar.
She looked down at herself and gasped in her heart...
She was wearing a v-neck top, a very normal style, but at the moment Mo Sheng was lying there, from such an angle, she could easily see the spring in the neckline.
Su Yihuan almost rolled and crawled out of bed, standing barefoot in the middle of the ground, embarrassed and at a loss.
As the saying goes, between men and women, one is afraid of being alone and widowed, the other is afraid of darkness, and the third is afraid of sudden silence in the air.
This scene, everything is available.
After a long silence, when Su Yihuan felt that the air was freezing, she finally saw Shi Mosheng slowly sitting up from the bed, and said two words, her voice was hoarse like when she just woke up: "Turn on the light."
"oh oh"
Su Yihuan hurriedly looked for the switch, but before she could take a step, Shi Mosheng's bedside lamp slowly turned on.
He was talking to the lamp.
"How did you come back?" he asked.
Su Yihuan lowered her head and picked her hands: "I'll cover you with a quilt."
"No, no, I just came back to see you..."
She was already nervous and speechless.
Shi Mosheng got up and got out of bed.
In fact, he wanted to go to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, but unexpectedly walked up to Su Yihuan.
The woman in front of her lowered her head, pursed her lips, and secretly raised her eyes to look at him, those eyes were as black as the night at this moment.
And the night pigment to seduce people...
He raised his hand, put his arms around her waist, and gave her a slender grip.
"Let's turn off the lights..." he said.
With this sound, the table lamp slowly went out again.
Smart light bulbs, empathetic.
Su Yihuan was so surprised that she couldn't move anymore, she desperately lowered her head and lowered her eyes to avoid deceiving herself, but she was gently lifted by him
Facing those deep eyes, she fell into the whirlpool with nowhere to hide.
"It's better than..."
His voice, like falling petals, swirled floatingly, brushed Su Yihuan's cheek, and fell into her ear: "Let's do the fake show for real."
"Do not……"
Her answer was sealed in his lips.
Her gentle lips were covered with tenderness, and her last sliver of reason also dissipated in the night.
She heard herself say softly: "Okay..."
During this kiss, Mo Sheng's movements were very light, as if she was afraid of disturbing the charming atmosphere, she gently teased and tasted it.