My Reaper is a bit fierce

Xie Fanyu pulled Zhang Yushi into the ward together, and saw the little girl lying on the hospital bed and the woman sitting beside her quietly watching her.

"Mom." Zhang Yushi let go of her hand, ran to the woman's side, and looked at Xie Fanyu for help.

Xie Fanyu looked at the little girl in a vegetative state with a ventilator plugged into the hospital bed, and then looked at the tired mother next to her.

The woman kept holding the little girl's hand and wrapped it tightly in the palm of her hand. There were clearly visible dark circles under her eyes.

"Sorry, I can't help you." Xie Fanyu said to Zhang Yushi, "Your mother can't see me either."

Moreover, in this case, who would listen to an outsider?

Zhang Yushi lowered her eyes, which seemed to be filled with tears, but her soul had no tears, so she couldn't cry.

Xie Fanyu was not good at dealing with children at all, and he was not good at comforting others, so he hesitated for a moment, then turned and went out the door.

Before reaching the place where his body was, he felt something was wrong.After walking a few more steps, he found that the doctor named Meng Yongzhao laid him flat on the ground, supported his neck, raised his chin, and was pressing his name while calling his name.

Xie Fanyu's brain became hot, and he rushed over and quickly returned to his body.

He opened his eyes suddenly, waved away the hand that was pressing on the other person, and stared fiercely at Meng Yongzhao above.

Meng Yongzhao was stunned for a moment, and then a relaxed smile appeared on his face: "You woke up, I don't know how long you have been unconscious when I found you, fortunately..."

For the convenience of first aid, Meng Yongzhao knelt beside him, very close to him. Xie Fanyu stared at the man's deep eyes, put his hand on his chest, and pushed him away: "I'm not unconscious!"

Seeing that he was about to get up, Meng Yongzhao hurriedly stopped him: "Lie down for a while, don't get up, the stretcher will come right away."

Xie Fanyu sat up "chuckled" and almost bumped into Meng Yongzhao's chin. He said angrily, "I'm just sleepy, get out of the way."

He wanted to stand up, but Meng Yongzhao's hands were still pressing on his shoulders, making him unable to move at all.

"Let me go—" Xie Fanyu glared at him.

Meng Yongzhao looked into his eyes and slowly relaxed the strength in his hands.

Xie Fanyu stood up, ignoring the medical staff who had just rushed over with a stretcher, and wanted to leave, but the sudden force on his wrist stopped him.

Xie Fanyu turned impatiently and looked at Meng Yongzhao who was half a head taller than him: "Doctor Meng, can you let me go?"

Meng Yongzhao's Adam's apple rolled, his voice lowered, and he let go of his hand: "Sorry."

Xie Fanyu was finally able to leave. He rubbed his neck irritably, complaining silently about the doctor's occupational diseases.

Just mind your own business, like an old lady.

"What kind of attitude, Dr. Meng is kind enough to treat her..." the little nurse complained.

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work." Meng Yongzhao picked up the ballpoint pen that fell on the ground, put it back in his breast pocket, and smiled reassuringly at the medical staff.

The medical staff responded one after another: "Dr. Meng has worked hard."

"I just had the operation in the morning, but I didn't expect it to disappear in the afternoon..."

"The family members don't listen to the doctor's advice. What's the point of spending so much money?"

Meng Yongzhao waved his hand to everyone, signaling them to stop talking: "Go back to work, the follow-up matters of the deceased need to be dealt with."

The medical staff dispersed, and Meng Yongzhao took out his mobile phone and opened a photo in the album.The person who took the photo seemed to have no skills at all, and was a little confused. A passerby blocked a corner, but Meng Yongzhao could still see that the person was indifferent but with a hint of complacency.