Chapter 322 (1/2)
Meng Xingzhu was granted the title of doctor, that is, several little nurses who were close to her screamed. After all, Su Aochi's pain can only be alleviated by Meng Xingzhu's traditional Chinese medicine. Moreover, Su Aochi is disgusted with other doctors and doctors. Only when treating Meng Xingzhu, he is gentle and polite.
In fact, everyone can see that it is mixed with the personal feelings of Su Aochi and Meng Xingzhu
Love is inside, but this does not affect their favor for Meng Xingzhu. The biggest reason is Meng Xingzhu's simple nature.
Meng Xingzhu ran downstairs with Xia Niancheng quickly, bypassed the crowd, pulled Xia Niancheng and opened the cotton curtain used to block the cold air in the ward building. At the moment of leaving the curtain, Meng Xingzhu and Xia Niancheng directly received the crazy snowball baptism of Dr. Zhao.
The sudden snowball made Meng Xingzhu unable to dodge. A snowball that hit her head burst, and the splashing snowflakes scattered between her eyebrows and eyes. The cold smell made Meng Xingzhu unable to open her eyes.
Meng Xingzhu instinctively avoided the unstoppable attack and shouted: ”Zhao Yu, you dare to raid me...”
Suddenly he felt that his eyes were dark and his tall arms were close. Meng Xingzhu could feel that his body was effectively surrounded.
Meng Xingzhu, who can no longer feel the snowball attack, opens his eyes and introduces the face with a mask. Although his empty eyes are still so traceless, there is a little more gentleness in the depths of his eyes.
Meng Xingzhu has been used to the compassionate care of Xia Niancheng in recent months. He has long remembered his eyes. Therefore, Meng Xingzhu is only a little gentle and seemingly imperceptible, but Meng Xingzhu is aware of it.
Xia Niancheng made the next snowball attack for Meng Xingzhu. He only heard a loud voice behind him saying, ”Dr. Meng, did you pull your patient down to serve as a shield for you? It's really unlucky to be your patient.”
Hearing the speech, Meng Xingzhu immediately jumped out of Xia Niancheng's arms and said ruthlessly to Zhao Yu: ”Zhao Yu, don't run if you have the ability. You see, I won't beat you into a snowman later.”
With that, Meng Xingzhu pulled up Xia Niancheng and ran into the small playground covered with white snow. After two or three steps into the snow, Meng Xingzhu bent down and reached for a handful of snowflakes. He didn't forget to say to Xia Niancheng, ”Xiao Xia, hurry up, you help me round a snowball, and I'll attack them.”
Just then, Zhao Yu threw another snowball over there and hit Meng Xingzhu's forehead again. Meng Xingzhu was crazy. No matter whether the snowball in his hand was not formed, he raised his hand and threw it in the direction of Zhao Yu.
Xia Niancheng looked at the lively Meng Xingzhu. A picture that had been silent for many years was awakened again. It was such a winter. It was snowy. She was wearing an old cotton padded clothes and chased the boy who angered her madly in the snow.
Because of that explosion, Tang HaoChen chose to continue to live with Xia Niancheng's identity. It was Xia Niancheng who was stabbed and killed by Dai Shiqi. Looking at Dai Shiqi as crazy, Tang HaoChen seemed to feel that he had done a lot of things, maybe he shouldn't be so persistent, clinging to his identity and expectations.