Half an hour later, Jiang Nian and Song Yingying sent Zhou Muhua out the door together.
Zhou Muhua couldn't hide the smile on his face, his eyes were curved like the moon, and just looking at his expression one could tell how happy he was.
She held Song Yingying tightly with both hands, and said happily, "Xiao Song... I'm waiting for you in the hospital. You must come after you have arranged your family affairs."
䭼Obviously Song Yingying agreed.
But now Song Yingying is not alone. She puts her family first before making any decision.
She likes her job as a doctor, likes the feeling of saving lives, and even more likes standing on the operating table and witnessing the birth of new lives.
She is Song Yingying, Zhao Weidong's wife and Zhao Xiaobei's mother.
Therefore, before going to the hospital to officially start work, she has to communicate with her family first.
Zhou Muhua felt that this answer was reliable. She had met Zhao Weidong, who was a sensible person and not a blockhead with feudal ideas, so she was already happy in advance.
After Zhou Muhua left, Yang Gaihua and Huang Guixiang appeared.
The two of them looked at Zhou Muhua, whose back even showed excitement when he walked, and turned to look at Jiang Nian and Song Yingying, and asked curiously.
"What happened? What did you talk about? Why is Director Zhou so happy? I have never seen her smile like this."
Jiang Nian smiled and said, "Qian Wei Yingying is going to be a doctor."
Yang Gaihua was surprised, but also felt it was reasonable. After all, Song Yingying was the academic genius of their medical school. It was a waste of talent to let her be a housewife at home.
She said happily, "Yingying, congratulations."
Huang Guixiang opened her mouth in surprise, "Doctor? Sister Song wants to be a doctor too? Oh my god, Director Zhou came to your house personally to invite you to be a doctor. Oh my god, this is such an honor... If this matter gets out, it will definitely scare a lot of people."
Song Yingying reminded her, "Sister Guixiang, I haven't officially started working at the hospital yet, and the approval process hasn't come down yet, so don't tell anyone else. Just keep it to a few of us."
"Okay... okay... I understand! You can't be too ostentatious. If you are too ostentatious, it will easily arouse jealousy. I understand. Sister Song, when you become a doctor, I will go to the hospital to see a doctor in the future."
"Puh, puh, puh!" Jiang Nian helped Huang Guixiang to spit a few times, "Sister Guixiang, no one wants to go to the hospital for treatment. It's best to never enter the hospital gate."
"You're right, I'm in good health, so I won't go to the hospital!"
Huang Guixiang was patting her chest and talking when she suddenly smelled a pungent odor. Her stomach churned rapidly, making her feel nauseous and uncomfortable.
She immediately covered her mouth with her hands and muffled, "What? What's that smell? Why is it so bad?"
"odor?"
Jiang Nian and Song Yingying didn't smell any strange odor. It was a clear autumn day with only the faint scent of osmanthus in the air. How could there be any bad smell?
Huang Guixiang, however, covered her nose and mouth with her hands, refusing to let them go. While enduring the nausea, she said, "Ugh - what a disgusting smell, I want to vomit - I want to vomit -"
She turned around, with her back to everyone, and kept making retching sounds.
Yang Gaihua was stunned, then realized what was going on. He picked up the thing in her hand and said, "Could it be this?"
During the conversation just now, Yang Gaihua was thinking about making some food for lunch. She could stir-fry some leeks and eggs, so she cut some leeks from the small vegetable garden in the yard.
The chives were fresh and green, lush and green, and would grow again after being cut. Jiang Nian planted some.
It grows fast, but it has a peculiar smell. Some people are sensitive to smells and really dislike leeks.
"Sister Guixiang, don't you eat leeks?"
"I—ugh—I eat shit—that's the smell—I'm so sick—stay away, stay away from me—"
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