Feihu Renxin [Flying Tigers + on call 36 hours]

Early in the morning, Song Wei received an emergency call from the hospital, saying that Xiaobao was crying in the hospital, clamoring to see his father.

"Morning, Onion." Song Wei rushed to the Department of Cardiothoracic and Lung Surgery, and almost bumped into Yang Peicong as soon as he entered.

Yang Peicong was annoyed by Xiaobao's noise, and he couldn't persuade him. He was so mad that he didn't know what to do. Seeing Song Wei was like seeing a life-saving straw: "Welly! Thank God you finally came, hurry up, put That little boy will take care of it." Saying that, he pushed Song Wei to the ward.

"Don't push, don't push." ​​Song Wei twisted his body and broke away from Yang Peicong's hand, "Go to Canteen and buy me a cup of coffee, more milk and less sugar." He rushed to the hospital as soon as he got up, Song Wei didn't even drink his saliva.

"Received!" Yang Peicong made an OK gesture, eager to escape as soon as possible.

Junxuan was also in the ward, Song Wei smiled and nodded to him as a greeting, and turned to coaxing Xiaobao.After the little boy was hospitalized, he didn't shed a single tear. After persisting for so long, he still didn't see his father when he woke up. His emotions finally broke down, and he cried very sadly.

"Xiaobao, good morning, why are you crying? Is the wound hurt?" Song Wei gently pulled Xiaobao's hand away from his tears, and looked at him gently.

"Dad...Dad...deceitful...no..." Xiao Bao choked out a few words as he sobbed.

"Who said daddy lied to me?" Song Wei said with a straight face on purpose, "Xiaobao's daddy arrived as soon as the operation started yesterday, and stayed with Xiaobao until the operation was finished."

Little Leopard was dubious: "Really?"

"Of course." Song Wei said firmly.Of course, he left after watching his son's operation succeed, and threatened that if the operation failed, he would be buried with his son by all the medical staff, Song Weixin thought sadly. "Little Leopard's father is tall, dark, with a square face, very strong and powerful, right?"

"Yes!" Xiaobao laughed through his tears, "Dad is so strong, he can lift me up to the top of my head in one fell swoop." He even made a gesture with a smile.

Song Wei couldn't help nodding with a smile, his arms were still green, could he not be strong enough?

"But... why didn't he wait for me to wake up?" Xiao Bao pitifully grabbed Song Wei's clothes, tears glistening.

When Junxuan heard this, he immediately looked at Song Wei nervously. Song Wei turned his back to him, and he couldn't give Song Wei a hint. He had explained to Xiaobao just now. Will be dismantled by Little Leopard.

Junxuan was about to answer first when he heard Song Wei say quietly: "I don't know your father, how could he tell me?

But brother Junxuan is a good friend of your father, do you want to ask him? "

Song Wei turned her head and smiled at Jun Xuan, and secretly winked at him playfully.

"He said Dad went to work." Xiaobao looked at Junxuan.

Junxuan answered immediately: "Yes, Xiaobao's father, please take good care of Xiaobao, he will be back soon."

Uncle quickly agreed.

Seeing that Xiaobao had almost accepted this statement, Song Wei patted Xiaobao: "Okay, Xiaobao has just had an operation, so he needs to rest well. My sister will go to make rounds first, and I will do a checkup for you when I come back later. By the way, Xiaobao Have you had breakfast?"

Little Leopard only felt hungry now, clutching his growling stomach in embarrassment.

"I'll go buy breakfast for Xiaobao." Junxuan got up and went out with Song Weiyi, leaving uncle to take care of Xiaobao in the ward.

"Thank you." Junxuan sincerely thanked Song Wei. If it wasn't for her today, no one would know what to do.

"No, Xiaobao is also my patient. But I was surprised to see you, do you feel sorry for Xiaobao?" Song Wei asked his question directly.

Junxuan was taken aback: "No, I just thought I could do something for them."

"You are a person who attaches great importance to feelings, but sometimes thinking too much will make you tired." Song Wei waved his hand and walked to the innermost ward

Go, "Turn left on the first floor of canteen, try to buy liquid food."

Junxuan thanked Song Wei, turned around and went downstairs, thinking about Song Wei's words all the time.

"More milk and less sugar." Yang Peicong graciously handed over the coffee.

"Thank you!" Song Wei reached out to take it, and took it again, "Onion, let go."

"Ah! Oh!" Yang Peicong quickly let go of the paper cup, his eyes still staring at an empty hospital bed without blinking, "Welly, have you ever seen the patient in this bed?"

Song Wei turned her head and saw that it was the 12-year-old girl named Luo Xixin who loved to sing. However, this little girl's temper was a bit tricky, which caused headaches for the medical staff. Everyone jokingly called her the little princess in private.

"Little princess? Didn't see it, did you go to canteen?"

"I didn't see her in canteen." Yang Peicong's expression changed, "Oops, she won't be missing."

"Onion, don't worry, let's look for it first, maybe we went to play in the small garden." Song Wei glanced at the coffee and smiled helplessly. Now there is really no time for a cup of coffee.

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