C1415 (2/2)
”Another fire.” Ye Zenan said, holding a cigarette.
Ning Shiqian also lit a fire for him. Ye Zenan took a deep breath, and a stream of green smoke came out of his mouth. It seemed that he was almost choked. He had not smoked for a long time, but still said, ”good smoke.”
Ning Shiqian didn't speak, and his cigarettes were all burned out. Ye Zenan then said, ”doctor Ning seems to be a non-smoking person. Is he in trouble?”
”What about you, too?” Men have a lot of characteristics, so a lot of words need not be said, they all know it.
Ye Zenan shrugged: ”do you know about Weibo?”
”I don't know.” Ning Shiqian never paid attention to this.
Ye Zenan said, ”Oh, it's nothing. It's just that Suya and I registered.” He has been observing Ning Shiqian's expression. As a result, Ning Shiqian seems to have no waves. He just said, ”well, congratulations.”
That expression, and ye Zenan thought some different: ”you hear this seems not surprised at all.”
”Do I need to be surprised? Do I need to be surprised at such a common thing as marriage between men and women? ”Ye Zenan tried hard to express: ”don't you have a little bit of Suya...”
”A little bit of what.” Ning Shiqian looks at ye Zenan.
Ye Zenan suddenly laughed: ”nothing, be careful to burn your hands.”
Ning Shiqian put out his cigarette butt and threw it to the garbage can: ”it's time for me to go to work. I'll go first.”
”Good bye.”
Ye Zenan's expression looks more pleasant than before.
Ning Shiqian prepared to go back to the office to change clothes, and went back from work.
But when I passed the ward corridor, I almost ran into someone.
This man is not a victim, it is downing.
Tang Ning seems to have a congenital keen sense of Ning Shiqian. Before they hit each other, they have already braked and dodged to one side, as if he were a viral bacterium.
Ning Shiqian's eyebrows wrinkled, but Tang Ning just nodded at him and left.
Ning Shiqian's fist hanging on his side unconsciously clenched and watched downing enter her son's ward. His eyes were filled with deep anger.
The child is just nine years old this year. In fact, he calculated the time, so he quietly took the blood of the child to conduct DNA comparison. However, the result was irrelevant. In other words, what he thought was in fact a dream.
That tangche is her son, but not his, that is, Downing and other men born.
”Dr. Ning, are you OK, Dr. Ning?” Seeing Ning Shiqian standing there like a fool, the passing nurse called him carefully.
Rather than move back to God, has converged in the eyes of all the emotions, become normal as calm: ”nothing, I'm off work, something to call me.”
”OK.”
When Ning Shiqian left, he found that he had stepped on something. He picked it up and saw that it was a red hand rope, which should have been left by downing. He tightened immediately.
In the ward, donning put the dinner she had brought at the head of the bed. She was a little upset and turned to Chuche to feed. Suddenly, she found that the red rope on her hand was missing