"Don’t go, you finally brought your wife over, you should at least stay for dinner before you leave."
"My wife still has to work, we can gather again another day."
As they were speaking, Lu Jinghan had already taken Han Xi’s hand and walked out the door. They got into the car together, while Zhang Tao and Wang Xiaoxiao followed them out: "Remember to bring your wife over when you have time to hang out."
Lu Jinghan rolled down the car window, nodded at them, then turned the steering wheel and left.
Han Xi returned to the office, changed into her white coat, and went to the ward. The girl who had surgery in the morning should be waking up about now. As she pushed the door open and walked in, the girl was staring out at the sky in a daze.
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
The girl weakly shook her head, her pale face showing no trace of blood: "Doctor, will my leg be able to stand again?"
Han Xi leaned over to tuck the blanket around her, gently reassuring: "You’re still young; there’s no difficulty you can’t overcome. Be strong...."
"So my leg is really crippled, crippled..... What about the baby in my stomach? Is she still there?"
The girl’s faint voice carried a tremor that evoked pity, her pupils glistening with uncontrolled tears dropping down.
"I’m sorry, I couldn’t help you save the baby."
Han Xi looked at the girl’s desolate, barren-like eyes, feeling uneasy inside.
She had never experienced such pain, so she couldn’t empathize, nor did she know how to comfort her.
After a few minutes of silence, Han Xi spoke again: "What about your family? Do you want me to notify them for you?"
Since the girl was admitted to the hospital, Han Xi hadn’t seen her family; even the surgery consent form was signed by her manager, Yan Xiao.
"Thank you, Doctor, that’s not necessary."
"Then rest well, if anything happens, just press the call button on the bed."
"Okay, I understand."
The girl weakly nodded at Han Xi, her face as pale as paper.
Han Xi felt that the girl’s current misery was as pitiful as Yan Xiao was despicable.
After leaving the ward, Han Xi went to the nurses’ station, instructing the nurses to pay extra attention to the girl.
"Don’t worry, Doctor Han, we will definitely take good care of her."
"That Yan Xiao is simply a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I used to idolize him, but from now on, I won’t watch any of his dramas."
"He slept with the young girl and won’t take responsibility—what a coward who’s brave enough to act but not own up."
A few nurses indignantly expressed their sympathy for the girl.
Not far away, Song Yan was walking towards them, his hands in the pockets of his white coat, a gentle smile on his lips, exuding a dignified melancholic air.
"Xiao Xi, invite me over for dinner at your place tonight?"
Song Yan paused beside Han Xi, speaking casually and naturally.
Han Xi was slightly dazed, going to her house.....
"Why, is it inconvenient?"
It wasn’t that Han Xi found it inconvenient; she just worried that Lu Jinghan, the big jar of jealousy, might read too much into it again.
"Why would it be? I’m just worried the food at home isn’t as good as at a restaurant, and I wouldn’t want to let senior down."
Song Yan smiled at Han Xi: "Then it’s settled; I’ll have dinner at your place tonight, but you’ll have to cook yourself."
With the conversation reaching this point, Han Xi couldn’t refuse anymore and had to nod in agreement: "As long as senior doesn’t mind."
The nurses nearby were all envious of Han Xi, desperately wishing they could have gone to Stanford in the United States for a study, hoping to meet a handsome senior like Doctor Song.