Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

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The night was dark.

The red light in the operating room is still on.

After tossing for a whole day, now the corridor is completely quiet, only the light overhead is falling.

Xu Kuangjie put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back against the wall, closed his eyes and rested.

Ding Baoyi came back from the veterinary hospital and sat aside holding Yuli and stroking Yuli's hair, not knowing what was thinking in her heart.

He Huaiguang also finished his blood transfusion, and sat aside, staring worriedly at the door of the operating room.

The old man Jiang Guoteng was too old and he couldn't support his body. He was too tired from this day, so he went to the next ward to rest.

Time passed by every minute.

No one speaks, everyone is tired.

Tired but can't sleep, all worried about the situation in the operating room.

And Jiang Beiyuan--

The man who went inside never came out from start to finish.

...

Ding Baoyi didn't sleep all night, and Yuli in her arms also didn't sleep all night.

Xu Kuangjie, who was beside her, hugged her arms, leaned on the chair and fell asleep.

She looked at his face sideways, the man with his arms still on her chest, two thick eyebrows, thin lips, and a firm face, the golden sunlight fell through the window, cutting his face half bright and half dark. .

A few strands of cotton wool floated in from the window and landed on Xu Kuangjie's face.

Ding Baoyi stretched out her hand, trying to get Xu Kuangjie off the cotton wool on her face.

Who knows that he hasn't touched his face yet, the latter slapped and woke up by rubbing his eyes.

"What time is it? How is the situation now?"

Xu Kuangjie's eyes are dim, and his posture is awkward, but he also knows that he is in the hospital now.

Ding Baoyi snorted, "It's seven o'clock. The operation has been going on all night, and it is not over yet."

"I go!"

I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. It was really seven o'clock.

The sun came in from diagonally opposite, and it didn't snow anymore. The sun stung Xu Kuangjie's eyes.

"Does it take so long to have a baby?"

"Of course. Do you think a child is a ball that can be born all at once?"

"But today is December 24..." Xu Kuangjie suddenly shook his head and laughed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Today is Lao Jiang's birthday. If this child is born today, it will be the same birthday as his father."

"Haha, it's good. In the future, father and son will celebrate their birthdays together, which saves a share of the birthday money."

"Cut. A woman is so good at that."

Xu Kuangjie didn't open his eyes, he was obviously disgusted, but there was a mottled smile on his mouth.

Faintly.

Same as the curvature of Ding Baoyi's mouth.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of the camera on the opposite side made Xu Kuangjie and Ding Baoyi look over at the same time.

He Huaiguang scratched his neck and smiled, then retracted his hand angrily, "Sorry cousin, I forgot to close the shutter."

"What do you do with me?"

"It's not you, it's you and Sister Baoyi. You two are sitting together. They look like a husband and wife. I took the picture if I thought it was pretty!"

"Sick? Who has a husband and wife relationship with her?!"

Xu Kuangjie was in a hurry, stood up with a "crunch" and strode to He Huaiguang's side.

"Hurry up and delete the photos for Lao Tzu!"

"Keep it, you two really match each other!"

"Delete! Hurry up! It's numb!"

Xu Kuangjie and He Huaiguang grab their phones.

He Huaiguang refused to give it and raised his arm. Xu Kuangjie was about the same height as him, and he raised his arm enough.

The two were arguing, and the door of the operating room suddenly opened slowly...

The three people waiting in the corridor stopped their actions one after another and looked at them simultaneously.