my villain is too cute

Chapter 190 My Little Poor (4)

"Hello, I am your attending doctor in the future, my name is Yu Hanjin."

Xie Huan looked up at this good-looking doctor, smiled shyly, and said in a soft voice, "I, my name is Xie Huan, happy Huan."

Han Jin looked at those big watery eyes, his heart trembled from being cute, and his voice was imperceptibly hoarse.

"I know, it's a nice name."

Xie Huan lowered his head shyly, a pink cloud floated on his fair cheeks, and said in a loud voice, "Thank you."

The corners of Han Jin's beautiful lips were raised, and when he was about to say something, He Cong grabbed his sleeve and turned his head in doubt.

He Cong was in a weird mood when he saw the director's posture of almost having a long talk with Xiao Huan.
He said embarrassingly: "Director, we still need to continue to check the ward."

Han Jin glanced at He Cong, his eyes were cold,
Looking at Xie Huan softly, with smiles in his eyes, he said with a smile, "If you need anything, you can call me, I have a lot of time."

He Cong: "..."

Xie Huan bit her lower lip lightly, and nodded shyly.

Han Jin took out his business card from his pocket, put it on the bedside table, glanced at the cutie reluctantly, turned and walked out of the ward.

The doctor behind hurriedly followed, looking at the talented doctor in front with different expressions, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

After they left, Xie Huan picked up the business card on the table, looked at the phone number on it, felt inexplicably happy, and the dimples on his cheeks deepened.

He Cong looked at Han Jin hesitantly, as if he wanted to speak but dared not.

Han Jin panicked for him, and smiled helplessly: "What do you want to say?"

He Cong touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, and said, "The director knows Xiao Huan?"

Only then did Han Jin notice this uncomfortable address, and raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Huan?"

He Cong nodded: "It's the child in that ward just now."

The doctor behind looked at He Cong speechlessly, didn't he see that something was wrong with the director...

Han Jin turned around and continued to walk forward, and a smiling voice sounded: "I know, very important person."

He Cong and the doctor at the back looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled in their hearts. They looked unfamiliar when they first saw the name, but no one dared to ask any more questions.

As a first-class hospital in Beijing, there are many patients. Han Jin just came here, so he naturally wanted to find out about the situation.

The patient's family members don't understand the situation, so they always ask about the situation. After checking all the wards, it is already ten o'clock.

Han Jin is sitting in the office, spinning the pen with his fingers boredly, only the afterimage can be seen so fast.

The slender eyelashes hang down on the eyelids, and the lower pupils are out of focus, as if in a daze.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door.

Han Jin came back to his senses, threw the pen on the table, leaned on the chair casually, and returned his voice faintly.

"Come in."

"There was surgery, a car accident, a cardiovascular rupture in the heart."

He Cong talked in a hurry as soon as he entered the door, telling the urgency of the matter with a solemn expression.

Han Jin frowned, and immediately got up and walked out of the room, with He Cong talking about all the details of the patient's operation behind him.

operating room,
Han Jin stood in front of the operating table in a green sterile suit and white sterile gloves on his hands, but he could still see those knuckle hands.

"Hemostatic forceps."

The calm voice called back the nervous crowd, and the nurse quickly handed the hemostat on the plate to Han Jin.

Han Jin lowered his head slightly, wearing a green sterile cap on his head, and he could still see a few strands of black hair from the edge.

There was a white and dazzling light above her head, her long eyelashes were drooping, and her black pupils were full of calm and indifference.

The medical mask covered the lower half of her face, but her side face was still sharp and angular.

"Director, the patient's heartbeat is gone."

The nurse in front of the electrocardiogram said calmly, with sadness flashing across her eyes despite seeing life and death often.

(End of this chapter)