Dr. Jiang Is Pregnant With His Nemesis's Child

Twenty three

There were a lot of people outside, and the lights of thousands of families could be heard from afar, but the car was extremely quiet, as if a needle could be heard when it fell.

After a long silent confrontation, Jiang Xu broke the silence: "Send me back to the hospital."

He did not answer Shen Fangyu's question directly, but dealt with him with a reason that he could not refuse. "I have to be on duty in the evening."

"Are you on the night shift tonight?" Shen Fangyu was stunned.

Jiang Xu said, "I was just going to go home to take a bath and come back on duty." He doesn't like the hospital's shower room very much. It happens that the operation happened to be early, and his home is close to the hospital, so he can go back and change his clothes.

Shen Fangyu, who realized that he had done something inhumane: "..."

Jiang Xusheng, the deputy chief physician, was only on the second-line shift. Although he had to be admitted to the hospital according to Jihua's requirements, he was usually called when he encountered difficult situations that could not be dealt with on the front line, so it was much easier than before, and even the lucky second-line doctor didn't have to use it all night.

However, Jiang Xu is a little on his back, but if he is on the night shift, there will inevitably be serious cases. Even so, he still seriously worshipped the god of the night shift at the door of the second-line duty room.

The god of the night shift in Jiangxu's department is the seven apples piled together, symbolizing seven days a week. It is said that it can make the night shift smoother.

"When did you start to engage in feudal superstitions? I remember you used to disdain these?" Shen Fangyu, who followed him, looked at Jiang Xu in shock and worshipped with no expression on his face. "And you don't look pious at all."

"I've been saying goodbye since I was pregnant."

Shen Fangyu's eyes suddenly trembled.

Jiang Xu half leaned against the head of the bed, drank a few sips of boiled water, and picked up the tablet to prepare for tomorrow's PPT for class. Seeing that Shen Fangyu was still there, he said unexpectedly, "Why don't you leave?"

Shen Fangyu's eyes fell on his white water, "Don't you think that thing is terrible?"

"If you stay here to say this..." Jiang Xu directly raised his neck and poured several mouthfuls of boiled water disliked by Dr. Shen, and his lips were stained with a faint water. "I think it's okay."

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Shen Fangyu asked.

After sleeping for a while on the night shift, Jiang Xu looked at the tablet again and said, "I'm going to A Medical University for class tomorrow. I'll take another look at the courseware." After being promoted to deputy chief physician, I have to go to A Medical University to teach part-time, and I have teaching tasks.

"How many sections?"

"Four sections," Jiang Xu said, "Eight to twelve o'clock."

Doctors in obstetrics and gynecology who want to go out to teach have always agreed that class is more tiring than surgery. Although it has become commonplace to have surgery without rest after the night shift, it is simply bitter to go to class after the night shift.

It takes time for doctors to travel between the hospital and the school, so they usually arrange classes in Dalian.

The gap between the operation can still rest, and you have to stand there all the time in class. The break time between classes is either used to answer students' questions or listen to the teacher of the supervision group to find faults.