Su Yanxi's period has always been very regular, but this time it hasn't come for more than a week.
As for the reason for not coming, the first thing that came to her mind was...
Pregnant.
She felt uneasy because she clearly remembered that he had worn a condom.
She remembered very clearly the sound of him tearing the aluminum foil, a tiny hissing sound that made her ears feel hot.
Could it be that he just took it apart and tore it up for fun without wearing it?
Su Yanxi felt a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she would have rummaged through the trash can when leaving the hotel to check if there were any signs of use in the small plastic container.
She sent a message to her friend Qian Duoduo: [What are the chances of a man getting a woman pregnant even with a condom?]
Qian Duoduo: [Holy crap! I'm shocked! You're pregnant with Fu Linchen's child!]
Su Yanxi: [I was talking about a friend of mine, not me.]
Qian Duoduo: [Ah, yes, yes, I believe the friend you are talking about is not you.]
Su Yanxi: […………]
Qian Duoduo: [So, your friend, come on, stop pretending. Fu Linchen was able to get you pregnant even with that plastic on. He's really awesome!]
Su Yanxi held her forehead with her fingers, regretting sending this message to Qian Duoduo.
As a person who is always on the front line of eating melons, Qian Duoduo is like a badger jumping up and down in the melon field. Ding ding ding ding, one message after another is sent to Su Yanxi's mobile phone, a series of life-threatening calls.
[Does Fu Linchen know you're pregnant?]
[How will Fu Linchen react when he finds out he's going to be a father?]
[Does Gu 2b know about your fiancé who said he wanted to have an open relationship with you and have separate affairs?]
[Hurry up and tell Fu Linchen and Gu Yanze, I want to see chaos and rivers of blood!]
Su Yanxi: [Thank you for the invitation. You must have played a role in World War III.]
Troubled thoughts floated in her mind like catkins, and Su Yanxi's mind was as chaotic as the weather in April.
When she arrived at the hospital, she had two major level 4 operations to perform this morning, including lung cancer resection operations.
The moment Su Yanxi put on the blue sterile surgical gown, she took a few deep breaths and forced all kinds of thoughts out of her mind.
As a surgeon, going into the operating room is like going to the battlefield, where human lives are at stake. A small mistake may lead to the death of the patient and the fall apart of a family. She must stay highly focused at all times and cannot afford to slack off in the slightest.
Su Yanxi walked into the operating room with a clear mind.
A qualified surgeon must be good at controlling his emotions.
In the operating room, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, the shadowless lamp on the operating table cast a bright white light, and the electrocardiogram monitor flashed with jumping lights.
Su Yanxi's entire face was covered with a disinfectant mask. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her long and thick eyelashes were drooping. She looked quiet and serious like a painting.
In stark contrast to the still image on her face, the scalpel in her hand skillfully cuts through the patient's flesh, slicing through layer after layer of human tissue, searching through the blood and flesh for the malignant tumor that is torturing the patient to a point where he is worse than death.
The panicked voice of the nurse broke the silence of the operating room——
"Oh no! The patient is bleeding again! He's too old, and his organs and tissues are too fragile!"
Su Yanxi was not affected by the panicked voice. Her voice was gentle and soft, calm and composed as she gave the order: "Suction."
The bleeding seemed to never stop and kept flowing, and the patient's chest was dyed a shocking red with blood.
Didi, didi, didi——
The red light on the ECG monitor kept flashing, indicating abnormality.
The nurse's voice became even more panicked: "The patient's blood pressure has dropped! The heart rate has dropped! The blood oxygen saturation has dropped! The breathing has become rapid!"
All the bad signs appeared.
If a patient dies on the operating table, all medical staff are to blame.
The atmosphere in the operating room suddenly became tense.
The nurse's voice became increasingly urgent: "Doctor Su, the patient is still bleeding! His blood pressure is constantly dropping!"
"The patient was too old at the time, and other doctors were unwilling to perform surgery on him. Only Dr. Su was willing to help him."
"But his condition is too serious..." What if he dies on the operating table?
"Please trust Dr. Su," Su Yanxi's gentle voice was clear and melodious, like a shot of cardiac stimulant, calming everyone's anxiety.
"So far, my surgery success rate has been 100%."
Hemostatic forceps, gauze, and tweezers passed through Su Yanxi's hands in turn, and the bleeding was successfully stopped.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Yanxi stared at the thoracoscope image closely, her eyes suddenly brightened, the snow-white scalpel flashed, and the tumor was removed.
The cutting is clean and quick.
The nurse admired him and said, "Doctor Su, you are so handsome!"
Su Yanxi has to perform such major level 4 surgeries almost every day when she is not in the outpatient clinic.
All the surgeries scheduled for the morning were completed, and my tense nerves suddenly relaxed, just like a spring that had been stretched to the extreme suddenly returning to its original position. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't tired.
Su Yanxi returned to the office and stood at the door. From a distance, she saw a lunch box made of rosewood on the office desk.
There was a bouquet of red roses on the lunch box.
The bright red color was dazzling, washing away her fatigue and giving her a fresh burst of energy.
Who sent her the red roses?
Su Yanxi walked to the desk and saw a pink notepaper under the red rose. The handwriting on it was sharp and powerful, like iron painting and silver hooks:
[Don’t throw away the roses I gave you this time. Make them into specimens and keep them forever.]
Su Yanxi pursed her lips and raised her lips at such a domineering way of sending flowers.
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