In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

When Song Hongguo arrived at the department, everyone was here except Qi Meishu. They exchanged a few words with each other and then started working for the day. It was not until eight o'clock that Qi Meishu arrived late.

Usually people who come late are a little embarrassed, and they have to say a few words of self-blame to make up for themselves, but she didn't, she was still arrogant.

Song Hongguo looked up and knew why. Qi Meishu was wearing something very eye-catching today. She wore a mid-length camel woolen coat with large lapels and double-breasted buttons. This is very fashionable and precious nowadays. It's the kind that even if you have money, you can't buy it. It consists of a high-necked white sweater, black corduroy pants underneath, and paired with stylish little leather shoes. When walking on the road, the return rate is absolutely 100%.

She also changed her hairstyle. The two braids were changed into a low ponytail and tied up with a red gauze scarf. She was already good-looking, but now that she puts on such a troublesome outfit, her appearance has immediately improved a lot. If you say It used to be seventy points, but now, people who appreciate oval faces and big eyes can give her ninety points.

It would be perfect if her eyes were less provocative and more gentle.

"Hey, Mei Shu, why are you here dressed like this?" This is not a derogatory statement, but a surprise. After all, I am young and old. Dressing like this is a bit confusing. Wang Suli is very puzzled. , after asking, he still sighed, "Isn't this coat cheap? Last time we hung one in the department store, it was said to be from Shanghai, and it cost 80 yuan."

"80 yuan?" Yao Yun couldn't help but take a breath, "I'm really willing to buy just one piece of clothing."

Qi Meishu glanced at Song Hongguo, and then said with a nonchalant smile, "What's the reluctance to give up? It's just two months' salary. I don't have children to raise, so what are I saving money for?"

Yao Yun felt that these words were mocking her, so his face darkened and he stopped talking.

But Song Hongguo knew that those words were meant to hurt her, and she suddenly felt funny. Was this because he was inferior to his academic qualifications and medical skills, and was he planning to crush her in terms of clothing?

It's a pity that Qi Meishu is destined to be disappointed. Not to mention that she won't be jealous because of this kind of thing. Even if she is really provoked to compare, will she still lose?

What kind of clothes does she want? The style will only look better, and she can show off the same look every three days. But Qi Meishu probably has to spend most of her wealth on her clothes. After all, no matter how high a doctor's salary is, he still has to eat and drink. , it is considered good to have more than ten yuan left every month. It takes a year to save for such an outfit.

She guessed right. Qi Meishu spent all the money she had saved since she started working on this outfit. She wanted to show everyone in the hospital that she was no worse than Song Hongguo and wanted to regain what was hers. She wanted to suppress Song Hongguo's fame. How could a woman who had to raise two children compare to her?

However, what made her depressed was that Song Hongguo didn't seem to be hit by her. There was no trace of envy or jealousy on her face, nor any unwillingness. It was as calm as a pool of water, but it made her look like a clown. She worked hard on the stage, but the other party was indifferent. This was more powerless than punching cotton.

Wang Suli saw that her face suddenly became unsightly, and she was wondering if she was unhappy because no one praised her for her beauty, so she quickly smiled and praised her from head to toe. Yao Yun also echoed absentmindedly, Han Xue pretended to be very Busy, I went out to check the ward.

Song Hongguo, "..."

She just smiled and said nothing.

As everyone knows, that smile is enough to make Qi Meishu feel uncomfortable. In her opinion, it is a mockery, a scornful smile, and a dismissive smile. But in the conscience of heaven and earth, Song Hongguo really feels that her smile is very kind. At the very least, Wang Suli and Yao Yun didn't see any disharmony between them.

Soon, the patient was sent over from the outpatient clinic, and this little incident was ignored. The patient's due date was within a few days, so for safety, he was admitted to the hospital in advance.

These days, this kind of situation is still rare. Most of them wait until they see redness or the amniotic fluid breaks before they come in a hurry, and they can't wait to leave after giving birth. It seems that the hospital is only responsible for helping them give birth to a baby, not in the early or late stages. It needs to be taken into account that this also leads to the rotation of patients in the obstetrics and gynecology ward very quickly, one after another, and they may be over in two or three days.

Song Hongguo was not surprised when she saw the patient. The patient's name was Hu Xiuli. She had a refreshing short haircut and her face looked rounder. Even a pregnant woman who was about to give birth was not dressed appropriately. She wore navy blue overalls. She was wearing a red sweater inside and a black cotton-padded jacket outside, with her arms open and her belly bulging high, like she was holding a big watermelon.

When she entered the ward, she was sitting on the bed eating an apple. She was so squeamish that she thought the apple was too sour, and ate it reluctantly, as if someone was begging her to eat it.

Her husband stood beside the bed, smiling and coaxing her with him, with a carefree and gentle look on his face.

Hu Xiuli didn't appreciate it, and asked for malted milk again. When she saw Song Hongguo, not only did she not restrain herself, but she also inexplicably became more and more aggressive.

Song Hongguo was speechless and kept her face calm. She started to ask questions in an orderly manner, but the other party was obviously not very cooperative and looked indifferent and irritated. Her husband had to be good-tempered and supplemented the consultation so that the process could continue.

Song Hongguo wasn't angry either. When she went for the examination, she saw Hu Xiuli and acted like a monster. She was not used to her problems and asked directly, "Do you have a problem with me or the hospital? Or do you have a problem with yourself?" "

Hu Xiuli immediately asked displeasedly, "What do you mean?"

Song Hongguo stood by the bed, with her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looking at her condescendingly, and said expressionlessly, "If you have any objections to me, you can apply to change the attending doctor. If you have any objections to our hospital, you can If you have any objections to transferring the hospital to another place to give birth, then you can continue to do this. Anyway, the body is your own, and the child is also your own, and you have the final say."

"you……"

Seeing that Hu Xiuli was about to fall out, her husband Wang Zhijun immediately said, "Dr. Song, right? You misunderstood. We have no objection to you or the hospital. Xiuli just felt uncomfortable and was about to give birth and was under great pressure, so she didn't No need to be patient, please bear with me."

A clear-headed person would have turned the page with the help of Po Xia Donkey. But Wang Xiuli obviously had not suffered any loss. She immediately lowered her face and angrily pushed her husband and shouted at the top of her lungs, " Why are you talking about this? How dare you say soft words to a little doctor like her? Is she worthy? What's wrong with me just having a problem with her? You go and find Director Wang for me, do you think anyone is worthy of delivering my baby?"

"Xiuli..." Being treated like this by his wife in front of outsiders made even a good-tempered man feel embarrassed. Wang Zhijun blushed and was at a loss for a moment.