In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After leaving the cafeteria, Song Hongguo and Huo Minglou went to the small park for a walk before returning to the outpatient clinic to work. They thought there would not be many patients in the afternoon, but who would have thought that they would catch up with a major surgery in Taiwan.

Wang Suli was still thinking about what happened to Zhuo Chunling last time, and she was a little entangled when she received the doctor. However, the patient's condition was critical and she was not given much time to hesitate, so she had to bite the bullet and go on stage.

This time, Song Hongguo was the surgeon. With her here, Wang Suli felt more at ease. However, the condition was not optimistic. She was also afraid that Song Hongguo would be under too much pressure, so she reassured her, "Let's just do our best."

Song Hongguo said "Yes" with a solemn expression.

This time the challenge is big!

Lack of this and that, the operation went extremely poorly. The room was still hot and stuffy, and there was no air-conditioning fan at the moment. Song Hongguo's back soon became soaked. The nurse who set up the table next to her kept wiping her forehead. of sweat.

As time passed, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Wang Suli had almost given up.

Song Hongguo did not give up, and was still busy in an orderly manner. One operation took four hours from work to after get off work. When the wound was sutured, the tight string still did not dare to relax.

After getting off the stage, Song Hongguo bent over and stood by the sink to wash her hands. Wang Suli came over and asked in a low voice, "How sure are you this time? I look at the patient's condition and it's not ideal..."

It's not that everything will be fine once the surgery is done, the key is whether you can survive it.

Song Hongguo shook her head, "I don't know for sure. This surgery..."

Wang Suli quickly took over the words, "I understand that this operation is too difficult. Alas, not to mention here, even if it were in the city, I wouldn't have much confidence. To be honest, on the stage just now, I didn’t even plan to survive smoothly, but you are so good that you actually managed to survive until the end. It depends on tonight. If you can survive tonight..."

Then the hope of survival is great.

Song Hongguo responded, with a bit of exhaustion on her face.

Wang Suli continued, "I hesitated when I received the diagnosis. Now that I think about it, I shouldn't have done it. Alas, I almost made a big mistake. I shouldn't have thought about quitting because I was afraid of affecting the brand of our department, and weighed the pros and cons. , I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded. How can I think about that? I feel really ashamed now..."

When the system heard this self-criticism, it was dumbfounded, "People are real these days. Isn't that human nature? Why did she say it as if she had committed a crime?"

Song Hongguo ignored it and comforted Wang Suli, "You are right to hesitate. We are not saints. How can we really not have any selfishness? You have it, I have it, and others have it too. This is normal."

But Wang Suli still blamed herself, "It's different. This is not a purely selfish matter. It's me. I forgot my true intention. No, I have to write a review and submit it to Dean Zhang."

Song Hongguo, "..."

This is the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to write a review.

It is indeed too real.

She walked to the ward and took a look at the patient. The anesthesia hadn't completely worn off yet, and he was drifting off to sleep. The family member who was accompanying the bed went out to get hot water. Song Hongguo thought about it, quietly took out some spiritual spring water, and dripped it into the patient's mouth. .

The patient swallowed subconsciously.

Song Hongguo stood in front of the bed and observed silently for a moment. The patient's complexion improved visibly.

It worked, I should be able to get through tonight smoothly.

Spirit spring water is indeed of great use.

Seeing this, the system said with unclear meaning, "You are becoming more and more kind. I thought you were only willing to use spiritual spring water to nourish the body of the male god and the two brothers. Now, strangers can benefit from you... "Aren't you happy to see this happen?"

The system muttered vaguely, "That's not true. I just think that since you are so generous, why were you not willing to make that deal with Wang Erni before? With the spiritual spring water, you can save more people... "

It sounded like it had missed out on tens of billions, but Song Hongguo heard something else, "You're not reluctant to part with that bit of spiritual spring water, but are you reluctant to see Wang Erni and Feng Qiuping cooperate?"

The system still wants to deny, "I didn't..."

Song Hongguo sneered, "Keep pretending."

The system could no longer be installed, so he admitted coyly, "Okay, I don't want to see them getting involved. If they join forces, who knows how much trouble they can cause?"

"What does this have to do with us?"

"Why doesn't it matter? What if they target you? Wang Erni is a little scared, but Feng Qiuping is not. My colleague is even more courageous. Don't forget, they are still thinking about the Rong family's things. If they know Here with you..." The system suddenly came up with countless conspiracy plots.

"Well, your worries are somewhat justified, but can your system attack humans casually?" she asked casually.

The system paused for a moment before reacting, "No, but it can give Feng Qiuping advice and designs to harm you. Only a thief can be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days."

"She has a system, and I also have you, or are you not as powerful as it and can't protect me?"

"Of course not..." The system was humiliated.

"Wouldn't that work?"

The system was naturally choked by her picture and was speechless.

On the way back, Song Hongguo bought some food and drinks from the mall. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, which is considered a very important traditional festival in the local area. Of course, we must celebrate it well.

A table of delicious food is the best ritual for the holidays.

The only regret was that Huo Minglou couldn't come, so he went to his brother and sister-in-law's house.

When she got home, she started cooking. Nowadays, there are more and more varieties of vegetables that can be eaten in the backyard. In addition to tender cucumbers and peppers, beans and eggplants can also be tried. She picked them carefully. Basket, enter the kitchen to show off your skills.

Crab roe tofu, beans with sesame paste, minced eggplant, stir-fried meat with green pepper, and the last dish is pickled fish. They are placed on the stone table and are full of color and flavor.

There are also rice dumplings and soda drinks, which are extremely rich.

Before eating, Song Hongguo prepared two gifts for the brothers to send to Zhao Baoqing and Zhao Yulian's family, four rice dumplings, a pack of peach cakes, half a catty of fruit candies, and a bottle of local sorghum wine.

It's quite generous to give these kinds of things during the holidays.

As expected, when the two families opened the basket and saw the things inside, they both felt a little hot, so they tried to give as much as possible in return. Zhao Yulian gave two pairs of cloth shoes, a large stack of multigrain pancakes from Zhao Baoqing, and a large bowl of fried pickles. .

Song Hongguo couldn't help but smile when she saw the dark bowl of burnt pickles.

The appearance of this braised pickles is a bit poor, and it even looks unappetizing, but it tastes absolutely amazing, especially when rolled into pancakes, it is a perfect match.

She couldn't help but eat one first, and sure enough, the taste was still the same as in her memory. (End of chapter)