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Indeed, there were a lot of neatly tidied up fields in the backyard, and a lot of fresh vegetables and beans.

For some reason, as Qin Yiyue looked at these common plants, she suddenly felt relieved.

The He family's residence was perhaps not as difficult as she and her parents had imagined.

They had never looked down on her and her family from the beginning, and had always tried to get along with them from an equal perspective.

At this moment, she believed him.

That night, Qin Yiyue went back home and told Qin Qiuyang and Luo Liang what she had seen at the He family's residence.

Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei did not speak for a long time. Finally, Qin Qiuyang said, "This kind of family is not a problem."

Qin Yiyue smiled.

Luo Mei said, "Next is your wedding. Baby, what kind of wedding do you want? "Tell me, I'll help you prepare it, and we'll book the wedding dress in advance."

"He Qiao said that someone has already made the wedding dress."

"Oh, oh, then what about the wedding? Do you have any ideas about the invitation? "

"I have no objection. I used to want to be simple when we were married, so we had dinner together and invited a few of our best friends to dinner. Other than that, I really didn't think much about it. "

What Qin Yiyue said was the truth.

Over the years, she had received quite a few wedding invitations from other people.

There was no lack of classmates who hadn't contacted her for many years, only sending her invitations when they were getting married.

At first, she wouldn't participate, but she would ask someone to bring her a red packet and make a phone call to bless her.

However, that was all she had to do with them. There would be no other connections.

Some people's next contact would be a child's full moon wine or a feast of a hundred days.

In any case, since he wanted to accept the red packet, he would contact them. If he didn't want to accept it, then he wouldn't contact them.

After a long time, not only was she not expecting these invitations, she was even a bit fed up with them.

Because she knew that when she got married, she didn't have the nerve to send invitations to people she didn't normally contact or know well.

Upon hearing this, Luo Mei complained, "Child, you still have to leave behind a favor. Marriage is not a matter for two people, it is also a matter of competing in the account for favors. "

"Old Buddha, you are right. You can discuss this with Father and Mother of the banquet. You can arrange for it. If I decide to invite friends and colleagues, I'll make a list. "

"That's fine too."

"Then I'll wash up and go to bed."

On Monday, Qin Yiyue changed into a white coat and went to find a room.

As soon as he returned to his office, he saw Little An rushing in. "Sister Qin, it's bad, it's bad."

"What happened?"

"We have a suicidal patient in the emergency room. The director wants you to be his assistant."

"I'll be right there."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yi Yue immediately walked towards the operation room.

The operation room was already prepared.

There were two haggard family members sitting on a bench outside the operation room. Qin Yiyue quickly went over, afraid that she would see their sad expressions.

When Qin Yiyue entered the operation room, she discovered that the person in charge of the main knife was actually the director. She asked doubtfully, "Director, you personally operated on the knife?"

"There aren't many opportunities. Watch carefully."

"Yes."

Qin Yiyue and the nurse had prepared everything for the operation.

While preparing the instruments and medicines for the operation, Qin Yiyue learned from her colleagues in the emergency department that the patient had committed suicide by drinking sulfuric acid and was promptly discovered by her family.

When they arrived at the operating table, Qin Yiyue glanced at the unconscious patient.

The person was wearing a school uniform. It was clear that he was a student.

His face was still childish, but he was already lying lifelessly on the operating table, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Qin Yiyue only had this little bit of time to lament, and quickly went back to work.

Qin Yiyue was there to assist the director of the operation, and she was also constantly observing the director's treatment plan during the operation.

They will have a treatment plan before surgery, and many of them will change in the course of actual surgery.

It was up to the surgeon's experience whether the change was reasonable or not.

Now the patient's condition was that the sulfuric acid had corroded a large area of the patient's mouth and throat. On the surface, there were varying degrees of blackening on both cheeks and throat.

This situation was more serious than they had expected. In addition to washing the stomach, they also had to change the throat for the patient. The wound in the mouth had to be properly treated as well.

She would perform a second operation, and she had no specific concept of how successful the first operation would be. It was entirely up to the director to determine this.

After a busy operation, Qin Yiyue watched as the nurses pushed the bed out of the operating room.

The director was sweating profusely as he stood by the operating table. He turned his head to look at Qin Yi Yue. "What did you learn?"

Qin Yiyue thought for a while, but did not reply.

After looking at her for a long time, the Director said, "You're very smart. You'll understand technical things in the future. I'm not in a hurry to give you those things."

"Director …"

"As a doctor, I appreciate your ability to empathize with patients, and I am pleased that you have not lost your love and responsibility as a health care worker in your daily work. But I've always been against putting too much emotion into a patient. It's not a good sign for the staff. I hope you understand. "

Qin Yiyue thought about it carefully for a long time. "Thank you, Director."

"That's all I have to say. If you say it again, I'll break my tongue and you won't take it." After saying that, the director turned around and went to the operating room's locker room to change.

Qin Yiyue sat in her original position, placed her gaze back on the empty operation table, and turned to leave as well.

After work in the afternoon, Qin Yi Yue went to the hospital parking lot.

Just as she was about to reach her car, her steps paused as she coldly looked at Zhou Ziyang who was standing beside it.

Zhou Ziyang heard the sound of footsteps and looked up at Qin Yi Yue, "Xiao Yue."

Qin Yiyue calmly said, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to talk to you." Zhou Ziyang said as he reached out to grab Qin Yi Yue's hand.

Qin Yiyue took a few steps back to avoid his touch, "My attitude was made clear seven years ago."

"At that time, I had no other choice. You can't sentence me to death while I'm powerless."

"There's no other way?" Qin Yiyue sneered, "Because there is no other way, you asked me to transfer the quota to you; because there is no other way, so after you succeeded in studying abroad, the first thing you did was kick me in the foot. You chose to go abroad with me, Ye Qing? Now, you want to kick Ye Qing to find me again? What value do I have for you to overestimate me? "

Awkward embarrassment appeared on Zhou Ziyang's face, "From start to finish, I love you, but Ye Qing …"

Qin Yiyue closed her eyes, interrupting Zhou Ziyang's words, "If I wasn't related to the banquet, and if I were just an ordinary resident, would you still be like this?"

"It has nothing to do with the banquet. I have already regretted it these few years. Give me a chance, I will compensate you. I can get you a job at our hospital, and you can be my assistant better than you can be a resident in a small hospital. Xiao Yue, I am seriously considering our future. "