This hug came unexpectedly, although Zong Ying only stretched out his right hand to give it a light hug, Sheng Qingrang's back stretched unnaturally in an instant. Reading at zero

Zong Ying didn't notice the change, he let go after a short speech, and resumed his business-like attitude: "I'll check the patient's condition, where is the medical kit?"

Sheng Qing let him come back to his senses, and replied in a calm tone: "Come with me."

At this time, the sound of the piano downstairs also stopped abruptly, and the second sister said to the younger sister: "You have nothing to do! What kind of piano is this Chenguang playing?"

Qinghui glanced at the fourth brother sitting on the sofa, and said, "It was the fourth brother who asked me to play the piano to see if there was any progress."

The second sister immediately glared at her and said, "Is he your teacher? If you ask you to play it, you can play it?" After that, she turned her head to look at the second floor, and saw Zong Ying and Sheng Qingrang enter the eldest brother's room together, and she immediately ran away. Go upstairs.

When the second sister pushed the door and broke into the room, Zong Ying was checking the eldest brother's surgical wound.

Just as she was about to speak, Zong Ying, whose face was covered by a mask, suddenly turned around, her hands in latex gloves were hanging in the air, her eyes were sharp, and her voice was muffled: "The patient needs an environment as sterile as possible, please Get out of here for now."

Facing her professional strength, the second sister was suddenly dumbfounded. She glanced at Sheng Qingrang next to her and said, "Why can't he be here? Are you trying to do something?"

Zong Ying originally wanted Sheng Qingrang to fight, but now she gave up the idea, turned her head to Sheng Qingrang, who was wearing a mask, and said, "Mr. Sheng, please go out too."

Sheng Qingrang met her gaze and immediately understood, so he silently put down the disposable mask and walked out the door first.

The second sister has nothing to say now, so she can only go out.

The eldest brother's recovery was not ideal, he was in a drowsiness most of the time, and the wound infection was difficult to control. After Zong Ying handled it patiently, he vaguely heard the quarrel coming from downstairs.

She took off her latex gloves and walked out the door, standing in the corridor looking down silently.

Sheng Qinghe, who was sitting on the sofa, said, "So eldest brother was attacked by the air just to rush to sign an agreement with the Germans?" I don't know if it's worth it to put Half-Life in there."

The second sister scolded him: "Do you have any sense of proportion in your speech?!"

"Proportion?" Sheng Qinghe recklessly lit a match, lit a cigarette, stretched his legs and said, "Let me tell you, don't focus on the Hongkou area now, I'm afraid it will be transferred to Yangshupu soon. , Sheng's machine factory will be destroyed sooner or later. As for whether it was bombed by the Japanese or by our own people, who could have guessed? Even if it was really bombed by the Japanese, who would admit that they lost it when the war situation was chaotic The bomb? Do you want to claim compensation from the Japanese military after the fact?

He obviously didn't care about the business of the family, nor did he agree with the methods used by the rest of the Sheng family to stop losses.

The second sister was furious, and he said, "Anyway, you can't get any money from the Sheng family if you marry someone, so why should you help here? Why don't you ask your helpless husband to take the child to Hong Kong quickly, after all, your husband's family also It’s about to become a war zone, and at that time it can save lives, don’t you think?”

"Sheng Qinghe!" The second sister almost jumped up, when Sheng Qinghui walked into the living room with a tray full of refreshments, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Let's have breakfast first."

Qinghui put the tray on the coffee table, looked up and saw Zong Ying wearing a mask with only one pair of eyes showing, and called her: "Miss Zong, come down and drink tea."

With Qinghui's invitation, all eyes turned to the upstairs.

Qinghui secretly winked with Zongying, as if she had something else to tell her; the fourth child glanced up at her and pursed his lips meaningfully; the second sister pressed her anger and asked her, "Is the medicine changed? How is the situation? Has the temperature dropped a little?"; Sheng Qingrang turned around and looked up at the stairs, his eyes as usual.

Zong Ying went downstairs and briefly talked about the situation of the eldest brother, and the second sister's expression became more and more ugly.

Qinghui hurriedly invited her to sit down. Zong Ying took off her mask and silently picked up a cup of tea and drank it. She heard Qinghui whispering in her ear, "Is milk for children?"

Fresh milk is not the best choice, but it can only be so for now. Zong Ying nodded, and Qing Hui immediately got up and went out.

After the fourth child finished smoking, he picked up the dessert plates and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, quickly finished eating and then drank a cup of tea, suddenly got up and walked in front of Zong Ying: "When the national disaster is on the way, has Miss Zong ever thought about being surrounded by her? If one person serves and still complains, why not go to the hospital in the war zone to save more lives?"

His invitation to Zong Ying was premeditated and assured. After all, a person who does not forget to help the weak in times of distress will never have low moral self-requirements.

Zong Ying held the teacup steadily and looked up at him.

This question is already related to self-interest and professional mission, and even involves the level of individual life. Aside from the fact that she does not belong to this era, even if she was born in Sri Lanka, it is difficult to give an answer to this question for a while.

The atmosphere fell into a stagnant state, and Sheng Qing asked her to reply: "Miss Zong will leave Shanghai soon."

The fourth answered "Really?", and then said, "It's good to keep yourself safe." He said that he fastened his etiquette button, and walked out of the living room of the Sheng family without looking back.

Soon, there was the sound of a car starting outside the mansion, and then, there was only the sound of cicadas.

Zong Ying suddenly turned his head and glanced at the family photo hanging behind him. Sheng Qing let him walk to her side, leaned over and asked, "You look very tired, do you need to rest first?"

Zong Ying met his gaze, the other party also had a tired look, she said, "Okay."

He patiently asked her for advice: "Go back to the apartment or stay here?"

Zong Ying didn't want to run around anymore, she said, "Here."

Sheng Qing asked her to take her upstairs, and when the door was closed, she said, "Mr. Sheng, you should also pay attention to rest."

"I still have something to do." Facing the sudden concern, Sheng Qingrang turned his head slightly, and then said, "Then I'll go first, and I'll pick you up in the evening."

Zong Ying didn't say anything, he emphasized again: "I will definitely come."

Zong Ying closed the door and fell asleep.

She was used to the life of shift work, and it was not difficult at all to fall asleep at this time.

However, sleeping during the day is always a dream.

I dreamed of a gloo birthday party, and another failed operation. woke up sweating and heart rate was overloaded.

She frowned in pain, suppressed her heart, lowered her head and breathed hard, only to realize that the sky was dark when she recovered. When got out of bed and pushed open the north-facing window, the wind stopped outside, the typhoon seemed to have really evacuated, and the scorching heat was about to make a comeback.

The cry of the child suddenly sounded in the corridor on the second floor, followed by the voice of the second sister: "Why do you bring such a tattered child of unknown origin?! Did that doctor Zong bring it this morning? You still work together. lie to me?"

"What do you mean by unknown origin!" Qing Hui held the baby in one hand and the young child behind her in the other, with anger on her young face: "You are class discrimination!"

"Sheng Qinghui! You dare to bring strangers home today, and tomorrow he will have the guts to steal your jewelry box! If you don't believe me, try it!" The second sister was used to the wind and waves, "Hurry up and send it out!"

The little boy was scolded by her and shrank back, holding back tears and begging for mercy: "I will, I will go, please, please save my brother..."

Qinghui's heart softened so much, she looked down at the baby in her arms, and continued to contradict the second sister: "This child is in poor health, maybe he won't survive if he is sent out!"

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The second sister, however, was still hard-hearted and uncompromising: "You are a young lady who eats at home and uses it at home. You don't know the dangers of the world, you only know that you are naive to eat!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the servant below shouted, "Second miss, uncle is here!"

The second sister glared at Qinghui, pointed at her and ordered, "Is the Concession Welfare Home built by Bai Jian? I'll give you three days to send it there."

After she finished speaking, she went downstairs immediately. Qinghui led the child to stand in the corridor, her anger was full of anger, and she didn't even notice when Zong Ying opened the door.

When her anger subsided a little, Zong Ying said to her, "I'm really sorry."

When Qinghui heard the words, she quickly changed the topic: "Miss Zong, hurry up and take a look, is his current situation dangerous?"

Zong Ying stepped forward to check carefully, and Qing Hui had been paying attention to the changes in her expression, but she was the same from beginning to end.

All she said was, "A little weak."

Qinghui frowned: "Then what should I do?"

Zong Ying didn't make a sound, and when he looked up, he saw Sheng Qingrang who had just gone upstairs.

It was not dark outside, it was evening, and he came on time this time.

Zong Ying said to Qinghui, "Take them to rest first, and I'll come to you later." After that, he asked Sheng Qing to let him in, and opened the door on his own initiative.

Qing Hui led one big and one small upstairs in a hurry, Zong Ying entered the room and sat on the sofa, asking Sheng Qing to take a seat on the opposite side.

Sheng Qingrang originally came to take her back to the apartment, but she said, "I need to stay here for one night." After a while, he said, "I promise not to go out until you come back."

The elder brother's condition is very unstable, and tonight is very critical; the baby upstairs is not appropriate for a novice like Qinghui to take care of, and needs to be taken care of. Although she did not state the reason, Sheng Qingrang also guessed it.

He had no reason to reject her proposal, and replied after a long time, "Then, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Zong Ying nodded and said, "I still need to ask you to do something."

"Please say."

Zong Ying reached out to him: "Give me a pen and paper."

Sheng Qing let out the notebook and pen in the briefcase, unscrewed the cap of the pen and handed it to her.

Zong Ying bowed his head on the round coffee table and quickly wrote out the list.

Newborn formula, feeding bottles, two drug names... and finally a change of clothes.

"In the hospital near the apartment, there is a store open until 12 o'clock in the evening, and there is a 24-hour pharmacy next to it, where you can buy everything in front."

As she spoke, she took out the wallet. She wanted to give him some cash, but there was only some change left in it.

She simply took out a bank card and said, "It can be used at checkout."

Sheng Qing had seen her swipe her card at the Pujiang Hotel, and he said, "I know."

"Then you should also know the password." Zong Ying pushed the card over.

"Why that string of numbers?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Zong Ying turned off the switch that triggered the memory in time, looked up and asked, "Is there any trouble over there during my absence?"

"I met Miss Xue in the apartment."

Zong Ying narrowed her eyes, but was not surprised: "Did she keep my keys?"

"Yes."

"Did you eat what she gave you?"

"Drink a glass of water."

Zong Ying frowned: "Did she take the cup away?"

"En?" Sheng Qing suddenly remembered a paper bag that Xue Xuanqing took away when he left: "Is there any problem with this?"

He does not know how to collect fingerprints or DNA testing, and it is normal to be unprepared.

Zong Ying didn't say anything for a long time, and finally said: "It's nothing, it's not important."

After Zong Ying finished speaking, he planned to get up to see the situation of his elder brother, but Sheng Qingrang said, "There is one more thing."

She sat back on the sofa again: "You talk."

"A lawyer surnamed Zhang called and said that the meeting originally scheduled for Wednesday would be rescheduled to Saturday, and I hope you can give him an answer."

Zong Ying's eyes suddenly turned cold, his hand on the armrest of the sofa suddenly retracted, and he asked after a while, "What else did he tell you?"

Sheng Qingrang hesitated again and again and said truthfully: "He said, you may need to make a will."

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