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

Chapter 97
When Song Hongguo arrived at the department, everyone except Qi Meishu came, exchanged a few words with each other, and then started the day's work. It was not until eight o'clock that Qi Meishu came late.

Generally, people who come late are somewhat embarrassed, and have to say a few words of self-blame to make up for themselves, but she didn't, and she was still arrogant.

Song Hongguo looked up and knew why. Qi Meishu was wearing a very eye-catching outfit today. She wore a mid-length camel woolen coat with a large lapel and double-breasted buttons, which is very fashionable and precious nowadays. It belongs to the kind that money can’t buy. There is a high-necked white sweater inside, black corduroy pants underneath, and paired with foreign-style leather shoes. Walking on the road, the rate of returning is absolutely 100%.

She also changed her hairstyle, changed the two braids into a low ponytail, and tied them up with a red scarf. She used to look pretty good, but now that she puts so much effort into dressing up, her appearance has immediately improved a lot. In the past, she could get [-] points, but now, people who appreciate oval faces and big eyes can give her [-] points.

It would be more perfect if her eyes were less provocative and more gentle.

"Hey, Mei Shu, why are you dressed like this?" The words were not derogatory, but rather surprising. After all, it is not a festival, and it is somewhat confusing to dress like this. Wang Suli was very puzzled , After asking, I still feel emotional, "This coat is not cheap, right? Last time we hung one in our department store, it said it came from the Shanghai stock market, and it cost 80 yuan."

"80 yuan?" Yao Yun couldn't help but gasped, "I'm really willing to buy just one piece of clothing."

Qi Meishu glanced at Song Hongguo, then smiled indifferently and said, "What is there to be reluctant about? Isn't it just two months' salary, and I have no children to raise, so what are you doing with the money?"

Yao Yun felt that these words were mocking her, his face darkened, and he stopped talking.

And Song Hongguo knew that those words were stinging her, and she suddenly found it funny. This is not comparable to her education and medical skills, and she intends to crush her in terms of clothing?
It's a pity that Qi Meishu is destined to be disappointed, not to mention that she won't be jealous because of this kind of thing, even if she is really provoked to compare, will she still lose?
What kind of clothes does she want? The style will only look better, and she can show off the same style for three days, but Qi Meishu probably spends most of her wealth on it. After all, no matter how high the salary of a doctor is, he can eat and drink , it is not bad to have more than a dozen yuan left every month, and it takes a year to buy such an outfit.

She guessed right, Qi Meishu spent all the money she had saved since she started working on this outfit, in order to show everyone in the hospital that she was no worse than Song Hongguo, and wanted to regain her She wants to suppress Song Hongguo's limelight even more. How can a woman who needs to raise two children compare to her?

However, what made her depressed was that Song Hongguo didn't seem to be hit by her. There was no trace of envy or resignation on her face. She was as calm as a pool of water, but she looked like a clown. She performed hard on the stage, but the other party was indifferent. This is more powerless than punching cotton.

Seeing that her complexion suddenly became unattractive, Wang Suli wondered if no one would praise her for her beauty, so she quickly praised her from head to toe with a smile. Yao Yun also echoed a few words absent-mindedly. I'm busy, I'm out for rounds.

Song Hongguo, "..."

She just smiled and said nothing.

As everyone knows, that smile is enough to make Qi Meishu feel uncomfortable. From her point of view, it is ridicule, contempt, and dismissive laughter, but with the conscience of heaven and earth, Song Hongguo really feels that she is smiling very kindly. At least, Wang Suli and Yao Yun didn't see any disharmony between them.

Soon, the patient was sent over from the outpatient clinic, and this little episode was ignored. The patient's due date was just a few days away, and for safety reasons, he was hospitalized in advance.

These days, this kind of situation is still rare. Most of them come in a hurry when they see redness or the amniotic fluid breaks, and they can't wait to leave after giving birth. Need to pay attention to the same, this also leads to the rotation of patients in the obstetrics and gynecology ward very fast, one after another, it may end in two or three days.

When Song Hongguo saw the patient, she was not surprised. The patient was Hu Xiuli. She had short haircut, which made her face more rounded. Even a pregnant woman who was about to give birth was dressed poorly, with dark blue overalls. There was a red sweater inside, and a black padded jacket outside, with her arms open and her stomach bulging high, like holding a big watermelon.

When she entered the ward, the other party was sitting on the bed and eating an apple. She still coquettishly disliked the apple for being too sour, so she ate it reluctantly, as if someone begged her to eat it.

Her husband stood by the bed, laughing and coaxing with him, with a gentle expression on his face.

But Hu Xiuli didn't appreciate it, and clamored to drink malted milk. Seeing Song Hongguo, not only did she not restrain herself, but she even became more and more ruthless for no reason.

Song Hongguo was speechless in her heart, not showing it on the face, and started to ask the doctor in an orderly manner, but the other party was obviously not very cooperative, with a face of irritability, and her husband had a good temper to supplement, so that the progress could continue.

Song Hongguo wasn't angry either. When she got the checkup, she saw that Hu Xiuli was still acting like a demon, and she was not used to her problems, so she asked directly, "Do you have a problem with me or the hospital? Or do you have a problem with yourself? "

Hu Xiuli immediately asked in displeasure, "What do you mean?"

Song Hongguo stood by the bed, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, looked down at her condescendingly, and said expressionlessly, "If you have any objections to me, you can apply to change the attending doctor. If you have any objections to our hospital, you can Transfer to another place to give birth, if you have any opinions on yourself, then you can continue to toss like this, anyway, the body is your own, and the child is also your own, you have the final say."

"you……"

Seeing that Hu Xiuli was about to lose her face, her husband Wang Zhijun immediately said, "Doctor Song, right? You misunderstood, we have no problem with you or the hospital, Xiuli is just not feeling well, and she is under great pressure when she is about to give birth. Don't be patient, please bear with me."

Putting it on a person with a clear mind, at this time, the page was turned by borrowing the donkey from the slope, but Wang Xiuli obviously didn't suffer, she immediately pulled her face down, and pushed her husband angrily, shouting at the top of her voice, " What are you talking about? How dare you speak softly to her, a little doctor? Is she worthy? I just have a problem with her, what's wrong? You go and find Director Wang for me, thinking that anyone is worthy to deliver me?"

"Xiuli..." In front of outsiders, being treated like this by his wife made even a good-tempered man feel embarrassed. Wang Zhijun blushed and was at a loss for a while.

(End of this chapter)