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The rest can only be Xue Yu.

Song Mian is not a gossip. Xue Yu and Yun Xiang are the same agent. He really takes care of Yun Xiang. He doesn't want some things to involve Yun Xiang.

Of course, he wanted to know that it was a matter of minutes, but he wanted Yun to think about it and tell him if he needed to know it.

Song Mian does not want to waste his manpower and violate the privacy of others, even for good reasons.

This is the most basic respect.

Yun thinks naturally understands this matter, she is really embarrassed to say.

But Yun Xiang thought vaguely that even if she didn't say it, Song Mian would know.

Since Xu Zi has done such things in order to retain Xue Yu, he may not be able to stop later.

She and Xue Yu starred in "Flying Sky" has been confirmed to be released in the Spring Festival file, and I don't know if something will happen later, which will affect the movie.

Song Mian knew in advance that he might be able to help come up with an idea: "We also just doubt, there is no evidence..."

Song Mian listened with a blank expression all the way, and after the end, the focus was on another place: "She is sincere to you."

"Ah?" Suddenly reacted, Song Mian was talking about Zhao Guibi, and Yun couldn't think about crying or laughing, "What is your focus?"

"My focus is always you alone." Song Mian's lips smirked softly.

"Mr. Song, please don't be nauseous if you don't agree with each other." Yun thinks with a strained face.

Song Mian couldn't help but brought the fruit bowl over, squeezed her face, and under the gaze of his girlfriend's death, he restrained his hand and withdrew: "I am a big man, do you want me to gossip about this topic?"

Also, this is not in line with Song Mian's character. Yun thinks that he can't find him to refute his words.

Song Miancha forked a dragon fruit to feed her mouth, Yun thought about biting down, chewing hard, staring at Song Mian as if biting him.

Song Mian suddenly leaned down and said in her ear: "No need to imagine, if you want to bite me, I can't ask for it."

"!!!"

Yun thinks about pushing Song Mian away: "I want to call Uncle Song, I said I'm fine!"

Quickly get rid of this shameless man!

"Hey, my girlfriend doesn't know. I sleep on the plane for two months at the end of each year. Sometimes I have to fly to two or three countries a day..."

Hearing Song Mian quietly lamenting, Yun thought that the hand holding the phone paused, but he still opened the phone book.

"The worst time, when I encountered a strong air flow, I almost crashed..."

Yun Xiangxiang's fingertips were suspended on the screen, and he didn't click anymore. Finally, he smashed the phone towards Song Mian: "I'm not afraid that I will worry about you in the future?"

Song Mian, who caught the phone, laughed lowly: "I haven't finished yet, but even if I crash, I can parachute."

"Song Mian!" Yun thought about the sound of clenching teeth in the room.

Immediately the nurses outside could hear the laughter of both of them chasing and making noise in the ward.

The ward will not adopt sound insulation for the sake of the patients. This week, the nurse station has been accustomed to hearing all kinds of cheerful laughs from Yun Xiangxiang, and sometimes it is a little angry roar.

They are all envious, knowing that this is because Yun thinks there is no way to go out. People are saved in a small space. Even if the state of mind is good, it will be stagnation. Mr. Song is trying to coax Yun to think about relief.

At first, they saw that Yun thought about his relationship with Mr. Song and wentssip for a while, although he was banned, which did not hinder the discussion of knowing the inside story.

When he learned that Mr. Song, even the Dean would be respectful, he also doubted their relationship.

But this week, Mr. Song just likes Yun Xiang to be like his ancestors, that is, he really holds it in his hands and is afraid of falling. He is afraid of falling in his mouth and covering his heart.

And this Mr. Song, not only has such a good appearance, but also has a good cooking skills, making them smell the scent every day, and can't wait for Yun to think about leaving the hospital immediately!

Three meals a day is their most difficult time. Neither the nurses nor the doctors on duty love to watch at this time.

The worst thing is this floor, originally intended for their medical staff, piggybacking two super vip wards.

They have no place to hide, life is really hopeless, looking at the two of them every day, they want to break up...

Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian didn't know the thoughts of these nurses and doctors. She still recuperates here every day.

On that day, the dean came to Song Mian personally: "Dr. Song, we have a thorny patient here. I want you to have a meeting together."

Song Mian looked at the time, and at ten o'clock: "If you have a meeting, Dean Ling and I will discuss it."

This time is to give Yun think about the time to prepare lunch.

Dean Ling is also embarrassed and can only leave.

Then the nurse time that tortured the nurse's desk began again. After two hours, Yun thought that he had just used lunch and walked back in the corridor. Dean Ling brought a few doctors back.

Seeing Song Mian, who was thinking of holding Yun, Dean Ling could only come forward: "Take Dean Song a little time, just discuss it here, hoping not to disturb Miss Yun."

"No, you guys talk, I just added a little bit of knowledge." Dean Ling should have seen that Song Mian would not leave Yun to think about it, so he specially invited several leading doctors here.

Song Mian asked Yun to think about sitting there and served her a fruit plate next to her: "Something, call me."

With no one else around, Yun thought it was a bit embarrassing, and nodded perfunctoryly, urging: "Go ahead."

Dean Ling handed over a pile of materials and some CT films to Song Mian.

In the process of seeing Song Mian, Dean Ling briefly introduced: "This patient is a 62-year-old female with perennial lower abdominal pain and abdominal distension. The result of the test is a huge tumor in the abdominal cavity. The test result shows that the tumor is about 18×19× 19cm, partially calcified..."

"This tumor should be 20 x 20 x 20 cm." After reading Song Mian, all the data were put down, "and it has been attached to the pelvic wall, uterus and mesentery."

Several doctors looked at Song Mian inexplicably. Where did he draw such a precise conclusion?

Was he really so accurate?

Of course, many people expressed doubts, but they didn't dare to say anything. This young Mr. Song, they don't know what is coming, but the dean is so respected, they don't dare to question easily.

"The operation will definitely be extremely complicated, and the tumor will inevitably be rich in blood supply during the process. It is recommended to use high-frequency electrocautery for local wounds to stop bleeding."

Everyone looked at Song Mian dumbfounded.

They just had a heated discussion for a long time, and Song Mian just took a look at the plan for the operation.

It seemed to him that the operation that made them burned was so breezy for him.