Upon hearing the family’s request, everyone’s eyes involuntarily fell on Xie Wanying.
Nie Jiamin and Fu Xinheng both thought that instead of asking Cao Yong directly, it would be better for her to talk to Cao Yong and get approval.
The teachers’ eyes turned to her, and Xie Wanying thought that making phone calls was a small task that didn’t require the teachers’ involvent; it was sothing the students should do. It was too late tonight, so she decided to record Mr. Liu’s phone number and help the family contact Senior Cao tomorrow.
After finishing supper, Chang Jiawei considered taking the opportunity to chat more with Student Xie, but the departnt suddenly received a phone call, so he had to give up. As he walked away, he glanced back to see her heading toward the ward.
Before returning to school, Xie Wanying kept it in her mind to check on the condition of the child after the rescue; otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to feel at ease.
The child’s complexion gradually turned rosy, and their hands and feet were no longer as cold as ice. Such obvious improvent was due to Teacher Nie’s efforts, Teacher Hu’s utmost dedication, and the great maternal love and sacrifice injected into the child’s life by the baby’s mother. This scene could truly comfort everyone.
The cold wave had not weakened. Winter in the North is long, unlike in The South, where the cold lasts only for a month.
Snow fell again in the morning, and it’s said the closer it gets to spring, the colder the weather will beco.
Afraid of waking up Senior Cao too early, Xie Wanying sent him a text ssage while washing her face and brushing her teeth, waiting for him to reply after waking up.
Unexpectedly, Senior Cao woke up earlier than her and was already out.
Beep beep. Cao Yong quickly typed a reply to her, saying: I’m at the hospital staff dormitory, you don’t need to buy breakfast to co over. I bought breakfast for senior fellow student Li and the others, and there’s so left over; let’s eat together.
Just in ti to visit senior fellow student Li, who’s about to give birth, Xie Wanying got dressed and left the school dormitory.
Inside the room, Li Xiaobing and Zhu Huicang surrounded the small dining table, eating at buns and drinking soy milk.
Cao Yong, who bought their breakfast, didn’t eat and walked to the window with his phone.
"Did you receive any notice?" Zhu Huicang straightened up and asked him, "Is anyone coming?"
"You question who he’s waiting to see," Li Xiaobing remarked that her husband’s excessive humor makes him appear insensitive, saying, "He can only be waiting to see one person in this state."
With the couple’s teasing, Cao Yong remained expressionless, thinking it was insane to buy breakfast for these two guys.
Truth be told, he rushed over here early in the morning because this couple hadn’t fully woken up yet. They phoned him claiming to sll gas and warned of a possible leak in the house, causing him to drive hurriedly from his distant ho. Upon arrival, he found the kitchen’s foul odor wasn’t gas, but the sll coming from their uncleared trash bin.
Not every doctor is a clean freak, sothing surprisingly counterintuitive to outsiders. So doctors are laid-back at ho, leaning towards laziness. The hospital is stressful, and without relaxing at ho, they’ll be crushed by the pressure.
"If we keep teasing him, he won’t be happy," Li Xiaobing winked at her husband; it’s best if we know when to stop.
Zhu Huicang couldn’t hold his tongue and exclaid, talking about the ti he pursued his wife: "Did we say anything wrong? While chasing you back then, I never fought a guerrilla war. I was always upfront about my feelings; why act all coy upstairs in front of others, pretending to be shy like a little girl."
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