Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

Lu Beiyuan had good eyesight, still kept the current distance, and said, "It should be nothing, neither red nor swollen, and no tears. If you still feel uncomfortable, I will accompany you to the hospital for a checkup."

Meng Qingxue suddenly raised her hand and took his arm: "Brother Beiyuan, I don't want to go to the hospital. Maybe it's just sand, please blow it for me."

She was very close to Lu Beiyuan, and her upper body was almost attached to Lu Beiyuan's arm.

The soft touch made Lu Beiyuan's body stiff, and then an inexplicable rejection arose deep in his heart.

He pulled out the arm that was held by her, and moved aside calmly: "I'm not very good at doing such things..."

"Brother Beiyuan..." Who knows, Meng Qingxue quickly came over again, the corners of her eyes were red: "I'm a girl, you...do you want me to speak so clearly?"

For a moment, Lu Beiyuan was a little confused, not knowing what she was going to say.

With a shy face, Meng Qingxue shook Lu Beiyuan's arm: "Brother Beiyuan, I...I just want you to kiss me!"

After she finished speaking, she moved her whole face closer, raised her chin high, closed her eyes again, and waited expectantly for Lu Beiyuan's kiss to fall.

Lu Beiyuan pushed her away.

Meng Qingxue exclaimed, opened her eyes, and raised her hand to touch the place he just pushed: "Brother Beiyuan?"

Lu Beiyuan stood up abruptly: "Qingxue, I'll take you home."

Meng Qingxue clenched her lower lip, feeling unwilling, but at this moment, she also knew that this matter might not be as simple as she thought.

Thinking about the natural intimacy between Lu Beiyuan and Su Nanxing at the entrance of the hospital yesterday, she hated her to death, but there was a somewhat disappointed smile on her face: "Brother Beiyuan, I'm sorry, it was me... that was abrupt. I'm just, just too I like you..."

Lu Beiyuan obviously didn't want to continue this topic: "Let's go."

After sending him home, the two of them were speechless all the way, and when they were about to get out of the car, Meng Qingxue said: "Brother Beiyuan, there is a dinner party tomorrow, will you accompany me to attend?"

Lu Beiyuan felt guilty because of what happened just now, and nodded when he heard the words: "Okay."

Meng Qingxue got out of the car and watched Lu Beiyuan's car speeding away, the smile on her face disappeared.

She took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Wei Rao, no matter what method you use, you must let Su Nanxing participate in the banquet tomorrow."

The next day was Saturday, and Su Nanxing arrived at the department ward early.

Three patients were discharged from the hospital on Friday, and now there are only two patients in their TCM inpatient department.

There are more doctors and nurses than patients.

Today is not an outpatient day, Su Nanxing and other colleagues are sitting in the office, bored and doing nothing.

Several other colleagues have heard about Su Nanxing's feat of going to other departments to grab patients.

Therefore, when Su Nanxing stood up and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

Several colleagues reflexively looked at her.

Luo Yewei even asked directly: "Which department are you going to?"

Su Nanxing was stared at by several pairs of eyes, a little embarrassed: "I, I want to go to the emergency room..."

"can not go!"

Luo Yewei immediately became anxious: "Most of the emergency cases are trauma, or appendicitis and ectopic pregnancy bleeding. Our Chinese medicine department can't help much."

Su Nanxing blinked: "I can do acupuncture..."

"Little ancestor." Luo Yewei pulled her back: "Acupuncture and moxibustion is not a panacea, so don't make trouble. If you really want to get sick, there will be a Chinese medicine lecture in the hospital in a few days, and I will take you there."

Su Nanxing nodded vigorously, and then said, "Acupuncture can..."

"Doctor Su?"

Before she finished speaking, a nurse poked her head in at the door of the office: "The director is looking for you."

After she finished speaking, she whispered again: "It seems that the director of the cardiology department is here."

Hearing the second half of her sentence, Luo Yewei's heart skipped a beat.

Subconsciously, I felt that this was a settlement.

Su Nanxing walked out, and Luo Yewei quickly followed.

Zeng Guanghua, director of the Chinese medicine department, is almost 60 years old and has worked in the Chinese medicine department for more than 30 years.

He was quite surprised when he learned that a young doctor was coming to his department.

There are not many patients in the Chinese medicine department, and now a few doctors are enough. There is no need for the hospital to recruit another doctor and pay an extra salary.

Later, I heard that the young doctor seemed to have some relationship with the dean, and the admission procedures were followed by the dean's daughter.

He also understood.

As a result, Su Nanxing ran to the psychology department on the first day and robbed an anorexic child, starving the child.

The next day, I went to the cardiology department to snatch an old man and put the old man to sleep.

Afterwards, Zeng Guanghua read the prescription she prescribed to Mr. Li, dehumidifying and warming, nourishing yin and dispelling cold.

They are all traditional Chinese medicines that Zeng Guanghua is used to, but they are combinations that he has never thought of.

Zeng Guanghua's eyes lit up at the time, and before he had time to chat with Su Nanxing today, Li Jianhua from the Department of Cardiology came to him.

"What's the matter with your department?" Li Jianhua was not polite, and his tone was not very good: "Go to my department to grab the patient number and forget it, and prescribe medicines to the patients indiscriminately!"

Zeng Guanghua was unwilling: "Why do you call it random prescribing? Why, Western medicine treats the disease, but Chinese medicine does not treat the disease?"

"I didn't say that Chinese medicine doesn't cure diseases, you have to see some diseases! Can she cure diabetes?"

Zeng Guanghua stopped talking.

"can!"

The two looked at the past at the same time.

Su Nanxing was about to knock on the door, but the door of the director's office was open, and the voices of the two directors were so loud that she heard them all.

Luo Yewei was behind her and wanted to gag her.

"Yes?" Li Jianhua glanced at her. He didn't expect her to be so good-looking. He was taken aback for a moment before he said angrily, "You are the doctor who prescribed traditional Chinese medicine for the old man? It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and you are not ashamed to speak out!"

"I'm not brazen." Su Nanxing was neither humble nor overbearing, neither ill nor slow: "I can use traditional Chinese medicine to control the old man's blood sugar within the normal range."

"Only use traditional Chinese medicine, do not take other hypoglycemic drugs?"

"Correct!"

Li Jianhua laughed angrily, and he went to see Zeng Guanghua: "I admit that Chinese medicine is profound and profound, but you can't exaggerate, right? Director Zeng, the little doctor in your department has a really serious tone."

Zeng Guanghua wanted to protect Su Nanxing, so he didn't know what to say at the moment.

If diabetes can be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, there will not be such a big market for hypoglycemic drugs.

"So lively? Is Dr. Su here?"

At the door of the director's office, a mid-spirited voice suddenly appeared.

Several people turned around to look, and found that the person who came was Mr. Li, the patient who Su Nanxing went to the cardiology department to grab!

Although Luo Yewei didn't know what kind of official the old man had ever been, but his demeanor made him look like an ordinary person.

Now that someone came to him, it must be... Su Nanxing cured him, right?

Not only Luo Yewei thought this way, Li Jianhua's first reaction was also this way.

He was the first to speak: "Old man, are you here? Tell me what's the matter..."

"I'm here to see Doctor Xiao Su," the old man said loudly, "Doctor Xiao Su?"

Luo Yewei looked at the old man, faintly feeling that something was wrong, before he could figure it out, Su Nanxing had already opened his mouth.

"Master, are you here?"