First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

In the doctor's office of the hospital, Song Qianyan looked at the case in his hand, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and he couldn't help but think of Ou Jinchuan.

Since she left that night, Ou Jinchuan followed her almost every day.

I really don't understand how he, a big CEO, has so much time. As long as he walks out of the house, he can see him, and he doesn't disappear until he reaches the hospital.

But once she got off work from the hospital, Ou Jinchuan would follow him again, silently following behind without saying a word.

The time is as precise as if she had installed a monitor on her body. He couldn't really install a monitor on her, could he?
Thinking of the surveillance last time, Song Qianyan felt strange.

Immediately, he took out all the things in his white coat and threw them on the table. After searching for a long time, he didn't find anything suspicious.

Song Qianyan sighed, put away his things and sat down, wondering if he should be Ou Jinchuan who shouldn't be so suspicious.

It seems that skepticism is also contagious.

"Doctor Song, why don't you leave? We've been off work for a while." When Nurse Lin passed by the door of the office, she found that there were still people inside. She raised her head and saw that Dr. Song was in a trance.Thief smiled, "Are you thinking about your boyfriend?"

"Ah," Song Qianyan blushed when he came back to his senses, not because he was thinking that her boyfriend was her husband.

"No, I'm thinking about the patient in bed 29. His condition is a little complicated. You go first, I'll leave after reading his medical records."

"Come on, I'm leaving." Nurse Lin shook her head and left.

Song Qianyan sighed, she always felt weird today.

I don't know if she is used to being followed, but today Ou Jinchuan didn't show up, but she was a little absent-minded.

Forget it, I don't want him anymore.

Song Qianyan was about to read the medical records of the 29-bed patient when suddenly her cell phone rang.

"Hey,"

"Hello, Qianyan, are you in the hospital?" Wen Yifan's tone on the other end of the phone was a little anxious.

"Yeah, I haven't left yet,"

"That's great, Mr. Ou has an accident, and he will be sent to your hospital immediately, please help..."

Song Qianyan also heard the alarm sound from 120 on the other end of the phone, and unconsciously clenched the hand holding the phone, and suddenly became very panicked and frightened.

"What happened to him! Is it serious?" She couldn't believe the panic in her tone.

"I don't know, he was hit by a steel plate, and there is blood all over his body..."

"Hello? Shallow words,"

"Hello," Wen Yifan only heard the sound of the phone falling to the ground on the other side of the phone, no matter what he said, there was no sound on the other side.

"How is it?" Ou Jinchuan's weak voice came from the ambulance, and a pair of black pupils blinked and closed but stared at him persistently.

"The phone was connected, but then it seemed that it fell to the ground." Wen Yifan replied honestly.

The same goes for Jin Chuan, who cares about how the phone calls go no matter what time it is.

"How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?" Wen Yifan's tone was full of anxiety.

"We'll be there in two or three minutes." A doctor and two nurses are fully cooperating to give Ou Jinchuan some first aid.

"President, we'll be here in a few minutes, just hang on," Wen Yifan turned around, only to find that Ou Jinchuan had already passed out.

All of a sudden his face lost all color.

After getting out of the car, Wen Yifan saw Song Qianyan pacing back and forth at the door, holding her hands tightly.The anxious expression on his face was clear at a glance.

This is what Jin Chuan wants to know.

Song Qianyan suddenly saw an ambulance driving to the entrance of the hospital, and hurried up to push the patient with the medical staff in the car.

Song Qianyan looked at Ou Jinchuan's body covered in blood, and his usually handsome face was extremely pale without the blood.

Song Qianyan's heart seemed to be grasped fiercely by a pair of big hands, and he felt that he could hardly breathe, and the tears that had been stored in his eyes burst out.

She was suddenly very scared, and she had a feeling that the most important thing in her heart was about to be lost.

After being sent to the operating room, Song Qianyan hadn't recovered yet, seeing Ou Jinchuan's blood still on her hand, she breathed heavily.

Although I often see this kind of scene, but when the person lying inside is a very important person to me, I really feel how difficult it is.

Time passed by 1 minute and 1 second, and Song Qianyan kept pacing back and forth at the door of the operating room, holding her bare hands tightly.

"Qianyan, Qianyan", Wen Yifan called Song Qianyan several times, but she didn't hear her.

Qianyan still loves Jinchuan!Otherwise, why would you be so nervous.

"Shallow words!" Wen Yifan called her louder.

Song Qianyan finally stopped her non-stop walking back and forth, and turned her head to look at Wen Yifan in confusion.

Wen Yifan was also very sad, but he still comforted Song Qianyan, "Jinchuan will be fine, don't worry too much."

"I know," Song Qianyan continued walking back and forth after speaking.

Wen Yifan also stopped persuading her, and sat quietly on the stool, but the clasped hands never let go.

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out.

Seeing Dr. Lin coming out, Song Qianyan grabbed his clothes and asked him in fear.

"Doctor Lin, how are the people inside!" A pair of eyes scanned Dr. Lin's face back and forth, not daring to let go of any of his expressions.

"Doctor Song? He will be fine when he wakes up later, but his fractured right hand has been put in a plaster cast, and a few scratches on the rest of his body have also been bandaged. The blood loss is serious, but he is being transfused, so the problem is not serious."

Hearing just a few words, Song Qianyan was like riding a roller coaster, his heart fluctuated up and down.

After listening to it, Song Qianyan's shoulders suddenly collapsed, and the heart that had been hanging all this time finally fell down.

He said weakly, "That's good, thank you," and sat down on the stool just before Wen Yifan, exhausted.

Doctor Lin took a strange look at Song Qianyan and left. Wen Yifan came back and sat down after hearing that it was all right.

"Brother Yifan, what's going on?" Song Qianyan's voice was weak, and the corners of the eyes that had already dried up were tears quietly remaining, she was really scared to death just now.

"I don't know either. Today, I accompanied Jin Chuan to inspect the factory below. Suddenly, a board fell from above, smashed the glass, and finally hit Jin Chuan. When I saw him, Jin Chuan was on his body. It's already covered in blood."

It turned out to be glass, Ou Jinchuan, you are a scourge, I knew you would not die so early.

But if it wasn't for the glass to give it a buffer, then what was lying inside should be a corpse.

Thinking of the possibility of Ou Jinchuan lying in the operating room, Song Qianyan's blood froze in an instant, and his body temperature suddenly cooled down, followed by a cold war.

God bless!

Half an hour later, Ou Jinchuan left the observation room and was sent to the ward.

Looking at Ou Jinchuan who was bandaged in many places, Song Qianyan still felt a little pain in his heart.

Thinking that the person lying in front of her would almost disappear, Song Qianyan's heart was in a mess. Originally...

"Brother Yifan, watch him carefully, I'm going out first."

"Okay." Seeing Song Qianyan leave, Wen Yifan also felt uncomfortable.

What's wrong with these two people?

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Ou Jinchuan woke up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to ask Song Qianyan.

Pale-faced Ou Jinchuan got a satisfactory answer and smiled like a child who got candy.

Wen Yifan could only sigh silently in his heart.

Although Ou Jinchuan on the hospital bed couldn't move his arms and had pains in many places on his body, these things in his heart didn't affect his happy mood at all.

He knew that Song Qianyan would not ignore him, and he would definitely win her heart back.

However, a day or two passed, and Song Qianyan, who obviously worked in this hospital, never came to see him.

Ou Jinchuan's complexion became more and more ugly, looking at Wen Yifan who was peeling fruit next to him, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Isn't this what Song Qianyan should do?

"Wen Yifan, didn't you say that Song Qianyan came to see me? Why didn't she come yesterday? Why didn't she come today?"

The sick man's eyes are still so wide open.

Wen Yifan smiled wryly, how did he know that!

"Go, you go and find her, just say...just say I'm not feeling well."

"it is good,"

Wen Yifan complained silently in his heart, shouldn't you see your attending doctor if you are not feeling well?

But he didn't add fuel to the fire, he could only walk to Song Qianyan's office silently.

Song Qianyan, who was in the office, had been sitting there for a long time.

In the past two days, she hasn't visited Ou Jinchuan, but she still can't let go of it. Several times, she sneaked a glance at the door before leaving.

Ever since she realized at the door of the operating room that day that she still couldn't let him go, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Don't know what to do, see him?Still missing him?

"Qianyan," Wen Yifan walked into the doctor's office and saw Song Qianyan sitting there motionless.

Wen Yifan sat down opposite her, and said after a moment of silence.

"Qianyan, the three of us grew up together, and I see everything about the two of you. I can't comment on many things, but it's also very sad to see you become like this. I know you have suffered a lot. I was wronged, and I was also bruised all over by Jin Chuan."

"I shouldn't have interceded for him, but I couldn't help but tell you Qianyan, I hope you can give him another chance. I think Jinchuan should know what to do, and how to love."

Letting out a deep breath, Song Qianyan was very helpless, "Brother Yifan, I can understand your thoughts. But you don't understand. He and I don't know how to get along. It's too difficult for us to be together. He is like a A hedgehog, once I thought I was that iron plate, and I could go close to his iron plate.”

"But I found out that I was wrong. I was just a piece of cotton cloth, and I was riddled with holes after being stabbed. What extravagant hope can I have."

"Qianyan, I understand, but ever since he got off the plane that day, I have noticed that he has changed. Something in his eyes has changed. Qianyan, why don't you give him another chance? It's also for yourself a chance."

"Airplane? What airplane?" Song Qianyan was a little confused.

"It was that day, the day he followed you. You don't know that I've been following him. He went to look for you as soon as he got off the plane. I followed him silently in case something happened to him. I didn't know that he followed you all day."

"The flight he was on was hit by a turbulence that day, and he almost couldn't come back." A trace of panic flashed in Wen Yifan's eyes.

"The impact of the airflow. Is it the impact of the airflow that was mentioned in the news that day?" Song Qianyan was very surprised. It is said that the impact of the airflow was very thrilling.

"Yes. That day was as thrilling as today's situation. I don't know how many times he can survive like this. But I hope you can cherish it and don't regret it after losing it."

Song Qianyan was silent for a long time, thinking a lot.

In the end, she said "Let me think about it again" with a complicated expression, and Wen Yifan didn't speak any more.