To My Dear Mr. Huo

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[Is # 最美 医生 # or # 最 恶毒 医生 #], the First Hospital of the city was once named by the public as the most beautiful doctor, Dr. S. Today, she personally pushed a pregnant woman down the stairs. The picture is the picture of Li Rongrong standing on the stairs when she fell down the stairs.

The picture was taken very clearly, with Su Qingsang's raised hand and Li Rongrong's body falling down.

Su Qingsang was dumbfounded looking at the Weibo.

"The vicious doctor pushed the pregnant woman down the stairs because of old grievances?" She glanced at Huo Jinyao, who was driving seriously and seriously: "Who wrote this?"

"You don't care who wrote it first."

Huo Jinyao had a dignified face. He had a meeting in the afternoon, and the two had to discuss cooperation. So I didn't notice the news on Weibo at first.

By the time he discovered it, the topic of # 最 恶毒 医生 # had been hot searched.

Only this time the comments were reposted much more than likes. There was a curse below. They were scolding Su Qingsang.

"I didn't push her."

Su Qingsang thought it was ridiculous. Su Qingsang fell by himself. And at the time she wanted to hold her but didn't stabilize.

"I know."

Three words illustrate Huo Jinyao's trust. Su Qingsang could not help but glanced at him more.

It was getting dark, but his profile was still handsome in the shadow of annihilation.

"You believe me?"

"You are my wife. I don't believe who you believe?"

Huo Jinyao reached out and squeezed her palm: "I believe my wife will never push people down the stairs."

Su Qingsang's lips were so tight that the temperature of his palm passed from the back of her hand to her heart.

"Thank you."

He trusted her without asking any reason, which really moved her.

"Fool." Huo Jinyao patted the back of her hand: "You are my wife. Don't say thank you to me."

Su Qingsang shook her head and motioned his eyes to indicate that he would concentrate on driving. She lowered her head and turned to Weibo.

The top Weibo has more than 50,000 reposts. All that was accompanied was an abusive attack on her.

Even her Weibo account, which she had previously registered, but has not used much, was turned out.

The furthest Weibo was she posted a few months ago. At that time, a pregnant woman was delivered.

That ancient Weibo would have nearly 10,000 comments, and she was scolded for everything.

Su Qingsang has never seen so many vicious words, and his face was a bit ugly.

With a forehead, Su Qingsang had a bad headache, and she didn't want to look at it again. Put away your phone.

"Don't worry. You'll be fine."

Su Qingsang shook her head. She is not as optimistic as Huo Jinyao: "I think the trouble this time is not small."

"But it's not big." Huo Jinyao gave her a glance and gave a fairly pertinent suggestion: "You didn't push her, even if they are now hot topics like this, there is no evidence. But some rumors. You You can ignore it. "

"How could it be ignored?" Su Qingsang's eyebrows tightened tightly: "What if the hospital suspends my duties? Like you did last time, the power of netizens is quite terrible."

"That just happened." The car was parked downstairs in the apartment. Huo Jinyao parked the car and pulled out the key: "Since they don't believe you, don't do it."

"Don't be a doctor?" Su Qingsang couldn't laugh. "What can I do without being a doctor?"

"Is not going to be a doctor, or not to be a doctor in Lin City." Huo Jinyao turned to look at her with an unprecedented seriousness: "Wife, have you never thought about going to another place to develop?"

"Go somewhere else? Where?"

"Rongcheng."