When she arrived at the hospital, Song Nanwu felt that her wounds had healed.
In addition to the driver, there were two staff members who followed. When getting off the car, they handed two masks to her and Liu Ye. One of them was about to go to the window to queue up for registration when a figure walked over.
"Buddhist sister, long time no see."
It was Tang Beiye. He had just finished the operation and was about to go home when he received a call from Si Jin. He had been standing in the lobby waiting for a long time.
"Doctor Tang, why are you here?" Song Nanwu looked at him, slightly surprised.
Tang Beiye looked at her, curled his lips and chuckled, and said, "I work in this hospital, but just after get off work, your captain called and said you were injured, and asked me to treat you."
"I'm really sorry to trouble you, Dr. Tang." Song Nanwu said politely.
"It's not a big deal for me to take care of the wound, but you're the one who's in trouble. You need to go through a series of tests. Let's go, everything has been arranged."
Liu Ye and the two staff members knew Tang Beiye. A missing person post on the Internet made him famous. He was not only a big shot in the medical field, a very awesome and powerful person, but the key was that he was also super handsome.
And according to rumors, his patients are all bigwigs in the political and business circles. If ordinary people want to see him, they can just sleep and dream.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, they were personally received by this big boss. Should we say that Si Jin's background is powerful or even stronger?
The three of them looked at Song Nanwu, then at Tang Beiye, feeling a little complicated.
Song Nanwu frowned slightly and said, "Doctor Tang, I'm fine. I don't need a checkup."
"Si Jin ordered it." Tang Beiye looked at her and said, "Maybe he wants to be more at ease. Doesn't that mean you guys will have a competition next year?"
Song Nanwu took over the conversation and said in a cold voice, "National Competition, but I know my own body well, so there's no need for a checkup."
"Whether to check or not, let's treat your wound first." After saying this, Tang Beiye finally remembered that there was still one thing to check. He looked at Liu Ye and the other two and said that he had already written a prescription for them. He asked her to go for the check-up directly and pay the fee later.
Liu Ye really wanted to say that she didn't need to be checked, but when she met those warm yet cold and distant eyes, she didn't say it in the end and left with the two staff members.
Song Nanwu also followed Tang Beiye upstairs to his office to treat her wound. When she came out of the elevator, she looked at the restroom sign and said expressionlessly, "I'm going to the bathroom," and then she walked over.
Tang Beiye looked at her back, and the words "There is a bathroom in my office" were stuck in his throat.
There was no one in the bathroom. As soon as Song Nanwu entered, she started looking for sharp objects.
Once the wound healed, she would have to make another cut.
Her eyes fell on the nail where the mop was hanging. Song Nanwu took down the mop, pulled out the nail, looked at the place where her sleeve was torn, and scratched her arm hard...
Tang Beiye had a medicine box in his office. He lifted Song Nanwu's sleeve and looked at the hideous wound. While rubbing alcohol to disinfect it, he said, "Your wound is quite deep. How did you get it?"
"I fell from the second floor and I don't know what hit me." Song Nanwu had a blank expression on her face.
Tang Beiye glanced at her and said, "If it hurts, just tell me."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded.
She could still endure this level of pain.
Seeing her perfunctory response, Tang Beiye pursed his lips and suddenly asked, "Still not getting stitches?"
"Um."
"You don't look like someone who's afraid of pain!"
"I can tolerate pain better than most people. I don't want stitches, I just don't like it."
"Heh." Tang Beiye chuckled. What a simple and crude reason. "You're really interesting."
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