maternity hospital

If Qiao Qiao hadn't stopped him, He Quan would have slapped Zheng Zhiqing on the head with his laptop.The two workers were dumbfounded—the director of the ward dared to fight the executive, how high a professional level must he be to dare to commit such a crime?

Zheng Zhiqing originally wanted to say something to appease He Quan, but Qiao Qiao kept winking, so she had to retreat from He Quan's office to the corridor, and while she was straightening the crooked tie by He Quan, she listened to "Sister, don't Stop it! If I don't kill that funeral star today, I won't be named He" and other scolding voices.It's no wonder He Quan is angry when he does bad things with good intentions.But it doesn't matter to Zheng Zhiqing, He Quan has a bad temper, and he got used to it many years ago.And to his relief, He Quan hit him with the bottle of bruise medicine that was delivered to the office in the morning.

While walking, Zheng Zhiqing called the engineering department to ask someone to help He Quan fix the computer. Han Jun hurried over to meet him.The impact was quite hard, Zheng Zhiqing's cell phone was knocked to the ground, he bent down to pick it up, but Han Jun picked it up before him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng." Han Jun handed the phone back to him, with no apology in his smile, "I just came back from outside, and I heard that Director He hurt his head, so I was anxious to see him."

Seeing a crack appear on the phone screen, Zheng Zhiqing frowned and put the phone back in his pocket.He is half a head taller than Han Jun, his eyes are not at the same level, and he needs to lower his head slightly when speaking out of politeness: "He's fine."

He Quan's scolding echoed in the corridor, and he was very energetic when he heard it.

"I can hear it."

Han Jun naturally saw the crack, so he added: "The mobile phone is mine, manager, just send the bill to my office after you finish repairing it."

"No, there are new ones at home." Zheng Zhiqing raised his hand to signal, and continued to walk forward without staying too long.

Han Jun raised the corner of his mouth slightly behind his back.This is the person He Quan liked, and he seems quite personable.It might be called out by name, what kind of fucked up did this have to be?

Qiao Qiao went out and Han Jun came in, the two met each other, greeted each other and passed by.When He Quan saw Han Jun coming in, he was too embarrassed to scold him, swallowed his breath, grabbed a tissue and wiped the tabletop as if venting his anger.Wiping it, he handed a lollipop to his mouth, he opened his mouth to hold it, and twitched the corner of his mouth at Han Jun.

Han Jun didn't say a word, just helped him wipe the table, and then picked up the ticking water laptop and placed it in an inverted "V" shape on the window sill.After the two workers finished measuring and left, Han Jun said to He Quan: "Come here, let me see the injury."

Seeing He Quande jumping out from behind the table with his arms on, he quickly raised his hand to support him to the sofa and sat down: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"Old problem, the triangular ligament is slack, sprained yesterday." He Quan sucked the lollipop with a look of lovelessness.

"When did you hit the head injury?" Han Jun saw a bottle of bruise medicine on the table, picked it up and unscrewed the cap.

"Ten o'clock in the morning."

Nodding his head, he poured some liquid medicine and rubbed it on the base of his palm. Han Jun raised his hand to cover the bruise on He Quan's forehead, and instead of rubbing, let the liquid medicine slowly seep into the skin with the heat of his palm.Bruises and sprains require ice packs within the first [-] hours to constrict the broken capillaries before rubbing to remove blood stasis.If you rub your hands at the beginning, the congested area will expand, and He Quan will get a panda eye tomorrow.

He Quan squinted his eyes due to the smell of medicine, muttering, "If this continues, I have to resign, or my life will be risked."

"Then where are you going? I'll change jobs with you." Han Jun said with a smile.

"No, what are you going to do with those children in the NICU after you leave? Besides, there is no neonatal ward with better conditions and equipment in the whole country." He Quan patted Han Jun's arm, "Just do your best, I will definitely be promoted to the vice president in the future."

"I'm not interested in being an official, you know that." Han Jun withdrew his hands and knelt down, rolled up He Quan's trousers, and frowned slightly after seeing the strange swelling on his ankle.

Seeing that Han Jun was going to help him take off his shoes, He Quan almost dropped the lollipop from his mouth, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Hey! Don't do it!"

"Don't trust my professional level?" Han Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at He Quan. "A pediatrician is a general practitioner. Do you think I can use a scalpel?"

"It doesn't mean that." He Quan hurriedly snatched the medicine from the other party's hand, "I'm itchy all over, I'm afraid to touch it, you'd better give it to me and do it myself."

Hearing this, Han Jun's Adam's apple slowly rolled.The whole body is full of itchy flesh, which is sensitive in technical terms.The mole on the back of He Quan's neck reacts so big every time he is touched, so how animalistic does he look on the bed?

Thinking of this, Han Jun inexplicably ignited jealousy towards Zheng Zhiqing - that buddy must have seen it before.

Suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Han Jun said, "Your feet are like this. Don't drive after get off work at night. I'll take you home."

He Quan kicked off his shoes, poured some liquid medicine on his hands, crossed his feet and rubbed them together, and said, "I'm on the big night shift tonight, and besides, I don't need my left foot for automatic transmission."

"Still on duty like this?" Han Jun smiled, "Really come to the emergency department, let the nurse push you there in a wheelchair?"

He Quan curled his lips: "I'll sleep in the emergency observation room after checking the room."

"Then I'll transfer another shift, so someone can carry you into the operating room in case of an emergency."

"What do you mean? Say I'm fat?" He Quan just wanted to say, "What's wrong with being fat, I'm eating your rice", when he suddenly realized that he still had a lollipop in his mouth, so he swallowed the words again with saliva down.

"No, otherwise I won't give you sweets." Han Jun stood up, "Is there anything else I can do to help? I'll go back to the ward first."

"I'm busy with you, my computer is hung up and I just take a break."

"Okay, then you pay attention, don't get hurt again."

Watching Han Jun leave, He Quan heaved a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that it's not my fucking pleasure to be hurt.

At one o'clock in the morning, He Quanzheng was snoring in the emergency observation room when he was suddenly shaken awake by the emergency nurse.

"The injured in the car accident, Director He!"

He Quan woke up instantly, took the crutches propped on the bedside and rushed to the emergency room.The man was brought by an ambulance. According to the doctor on board, the injured man showed signs of labor at home. The husband ran a red light on the way to the hospital and was hit by a large truck driving in the other direction when he passed the intersection.Fortunately, the big truck braked in time, and the small car was not knocked over.

The injured person was not in Taisho's obstetric examination, and He Quan didn't have any information on the other party at hand, so he had to arrange for the nurse to draw blood for the necessary emergency examination.The person was not seriously injured, but his face was pale and sweaty, and he was lying on the gurney, looking extremely painful.When He Quan first touched it, he found that the fundus of the palace was very high and accompanied by strong tenderness, and immediately had a bad feeling.

"Push over there for a B-ultrasound, I suspect it's placental abruption."

The Doppler image confirmed He Quan's guess—no nonsense, a section.

Following the gurney to the operating room, He Quan did not expect to run into Zheng Zhiqing in the elevator.Zheng Zhiqing was going to have a conference call with the United States, but because of the time difference, he stayed until now and was just about to go home.He saw that there was an emergency, and after asking about the situation, he said to He Quan: "Ah Quan, let me do it, how can you stand on the operating table with your feet like this."

"Are you okay?" He Quan frowned.

"Don't worry, you can watch from the side."

As Zheng Zhiqing said, she loosened the tie, untied the tie and put it in the pocket of the coat, her movements were calm and her eyes were steady.This reminded He Quan of how the opponent held his breath and concentrated when he was throwing free throws on the court.The already blurred picture became clear in my mind, and the joy I experienced together was still fresh in my memory as if it happened yesterday.

"Ah Quan?" Zheng Zhiqing raised his hand to support the elevator door, "What are you thinking, the elevator has arrived."

He Quan walked out of the elevator with a cane, entered the dressing area of ​​the operating room, and opened his locker to change.Zheng Zhiqing took a surgical gown suitable for her height, took off her shirt and asked He Quan: "I don't have my own closet, can I put the clothes in your closet first?"

He Quan turned his head to the side, his eyes just hit Zheng Zhiqing's broad chest muscles, and a large number of indescribable images broke through the dusty memories and surged up.

He immediately rolled his eyes and said, "We will not be responsible for the loss of valuables."

"No valuables." Zheng Zhiqing took off his watch, put it on the folded shirt and put it in his locker.

He Quan glanced at the dial and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Oh, Vacheron Constantin, isn't this a valuable item?"

"It's just a popular model. I bought it in Europe, which is much cheaper than the domestic price." Zheng Zhiqing put on his jacket, and began to untie his belt and change his trousers.

Forcing himself not to look at the strong muscle lines of the other party, He Quan silently squeezed the soft flesh on his waist.

Damn, I have to go to the gym when I have time.

When He Quan came out of the operating room to report to the husband who had had several stitches on his head safe, the other party knelt down for him on the spot, causing him to throw down his crutches and help him: "Don't thank me, it's not me who performed the surgery. I don’t like this now, don’t catch anyone kneeling with anyone.”

The nurse in the operating room came out with the baby in her arms and saw someone kneel down to He Quan. She burst into laughter and said, "Yo, what is this for? Sending out red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, Director He."

"I'm still waiting for someone to give me a red envelope." He Quan struggled to pull him up from the ground, "Hurry up, hold your son, he weighs six pounds and two taels, he's a little hypoxic, but it's not a big problem. When you get out of the hospital and go back to drive, don’t run through the red light, how can you send your wife and children under the wheel of the truck.”

The other party took the child, and tears came down. "Never run a red light, I just... I was just too nervous... If I didn't pay attention, I..."

Seeing people kneeling and crying, He Quan couldn't bear to scold him any longer, so he just kindly reminded: "Don't mess up when things happen, and you don't have to regret to die if something happens?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." The man wiped his face and looked into the operating room, "I love him... When will he come out?"

"It's still being stitched up, please wait a moment." He Quan turned around and told the nurse, "Call the nurse station in the third district and arrange for two people to pick up the gurney."

He picked up the crutches and turned back to the operating room.Seeing him limping in, Zheng Zhiqing said while sewing, "Sit there and rest for a while, with feet like that and running around."

"I don't even want to blame who?"

"Blame me."

The anesthesiologist heard their conversation and looked up and down.He Quan didn't intend to add gossip materials to his colleagues, so he poked his head to see the movements of Zheng Zhiqing's hands, smacked his lips and said, "Yo, your skills are good, and you can tie knots with one hand."

"Johns Hopkins' trauma surgery ranks No. [-] in the United States." Zheng Zhiqing calmly accepted the praise, "The director is from plastic surgery and has extremely strict requirements for suturing. I was often scolded by him in the first year of working there."

"Strict teachers produce excellent students." He Quan nodded, "When I was an intern at the Central Hospital, I was scolded like a dog by the director every day."

"That's why you have today's grades."

"Stop it, don't think that you can smile away your grievances by just flattering me. It's still the same sentence, stay away from me, I can't help tossing my old arms and legs."

The anesthetist's eyes began to wander between the two of them again—well, there must be gossip.

Fortunately, it was the weekend, and Zheng Zhiqing stayed up half the night, went home, showered and fell asleep.Woke up by a phone call at ten o'clock, Zheng Zhijie called, reminding him not to forget to go back to his parents' house for dinner.To be honest, he really forgot that when he first entered the hospital, he was busy with work and affairs, and with Luo Junhan's incident, he couldn't put other things in his mind.

It just so happened that I went back today and told my father about the breakup. He clutched his phone and pressed his forehead.This is a major event, so be careful, almost no one in his father's social circle knows the news of the marriage between the Zheng and Luo families.Now that it was suddenly said that they had broken up, his father and Uncle Luo would definitely have to get to the bottom of it, but he didn't have a decent reason ready.

It is definitely not possible to say that Luo Junhan is messing around outside and taking drugs, and it is okay for Luo Junhan to admit it to his father, but if he says this, the Luo family will lose face, and he will definitely be hated by the other party.

Without any sleepiness, Zheng Zhiqing turned over and sat up, pinching the bridge of her nose and staring at the phone.The crack runs diagonally across the screen of the phone, and it looks like the protective film is broken.He took off the protective film and put it on the bedside table, only to find that the screen was also cracked, but fortunately there was no leakage.Inexplicably, he had the feeling that Han Jun bumped into him on purpose—could it be that the other party knew he was He Quan's ex, and deliberately provoked him?

no no.Shaking his head, Zheng Zhiqing threw this childish thought out of his mind.He is no longer a student, so he fights against him.Besides, He Quan's position is very clear, draw a clear line with him, look at it like that and wish to put a sign "Zheng Dabai and dogs are not allowed" on the door of the office.

But... Zheng Zhiqing raised her hand and closed her eyes.

When he saw He Quanguang/naked back in the locker room, the deep waistline firmly aroused his desire/fire that had been suppressed for a long time.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Zheng Zhiqing got out of the car and walked down the stone steps leading to the villa on the roadbed.The villa is built by the sea, the beach is just outside the door, and the roof is on the same level as the road.Behind the villa are two rows of lush arbors, which are evergreen all the year round, and it happens that the windows facing the roadbed are tightly blocked to ensure the privacy of the owner.

As soon as Zheng Zhiqing entered the yard, the two Doberman pinschers lying on the side of the fish pond pricked up their ears.Both of these Doberman Pinschers have pedigree certificates. Zheng Zhijie spent a lot of money to buy them back from Sweden, and he specially invited people who had trained military dogs to train them.A gang of thieves stole all the villas built along the beach before, but when they got to their house, the dogs chased them up the trees.The two Dobermans dutifully kept watch under the tree until the police came.

Although they recognize Zheng Zhiqing and know that he is a member of the family, they still maintain a vigilant posture.The main reason is that Zheng Zhiqing rarely comes back, and they are not familiar with him.If an outsider came, as long as they dared to talk to any member of the family with a strong tone, they would bark their sharp teeth.

Who raises what kind of dog, Zheng Zhiqing thinks so.His brother is the kind of character that does not allow anyone to offend his authority, so the dogs he raises are also like this.

Handing the small gift in her hand to Sister Mei, the nanny who came to open the door, Zheng Zhiqing got a raised eyebrow from the other party: "Second Young Master, why didn't you come with Young Master Luo today?"

"We broke up." Zheng Zhiqing has always been straightforward when facing Sister Mei who raised her from infancy.

"Yo! How did you say that?" Sister Mei was taken aback, and quickly lowered her voice, "I said, Young Master Luo came here with Eldest Young Master today."

Zheng Zhiqing frowned instantly: "Luo Junhan is there?"

"I'm talking with my wife in the living room." Sister Mei tugged at his sleeve, "Don't quarrel with the young master, you know that my wife is most afraid of seeing you two brothers arguing."

Zheng Zhiqing's breath was stuck in his chest, he couldn't get up and down, and turned his face to leave.

"Zhiqing, where are you going?" Zheng Zhijie came out of the living room, stood in the corridor and called to his younger brother, "Why don't you come in when you're all home?"

Turning around, Zheng Zhiqing looked slightly angry: "Brother, you are a bit too much!"

"Sister Mei, we brothers are talking, you go about your business."

Zheng Zhijie waved his hand.Sister Mei saw the situation and hurried back to the kitchen.Since Zheng Zhijie took over the pharmaceutical factory, he has spoken more aggressively than Mr. Zheng.It's no wonder that the pharmaceutical factory was listed in his hands. Although Sister Mei didn't know how many storms it had to go through, but seeing how proud the old man was when he mentioned his eldest son, she could understand that Zheng Zhijie was no longer the one who pulled her back. The corner of the apron secretly asked her about the little boy begging for an iced drink.

After dismissing Sister Mei, Zheng Zhijie came out and closed the door behind his back, and said to his younger brother: "I have heard what Jun Han said, and he also knows that he is wrong... Zhiqing, to be a man has to be tolerant, even if a little thing is small Don't you think it's too irresponsible to break up?"

"Small matter?" Zheng Zhiqing was really annoyed by her own brother, "I haven't touched him with a single finger, but he cuddles with other men in public. If I go late fucking, I really have to Catch him in bed!"

Zheng Zhijie had no expression on his face. "Didn't you catch him on the bed? Zhiqing, I also heard from Jun Han that you still miss that He Quan, so you two are on the same page on this issue. Don't blame anyone. Let's stop here. Even if it's over."

Zheng Zhiqing said angrily: "It has nothing to do with He Quan! He and I are just colleagues now, and we don't have any ideas!"

"I don't know you yet?" Zheng Zhijie shook his head, "Don't forget, I took you from the airport back to school three times, and you were my own brother, or I'd fucking beat you to death! Are you cheap? He dumped you, and you still want to go back to China to find him desperately! What are you doing? Want to be humiliated by him face to face? "

"——" Zheng Zhiqing's cheek muscles were obviously tense, and his hands were clenched into fists involuntarily, "You don't know what love is at all, you are a complete control freak! Zheng Zhijie! No wonder even a gentle person like Brother Yu can't stand it I want to divorce you!"

"Snapped!"

Zheng Zhijie glared at each other, and slapped his younger brother loudly with his backhand.