Secret Marriage: Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Hearing Ye Tianxin's words, Qi Wenyang couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, after hearing the gratitude treatment plan, they all thought that this operation would definitely rescue grandma from the brink of pain.

Who knows, such a variable has appeared again soon.

"Sweetheart, when Dr. Xie has rested, you can start the operation again."

Ye Tianxin nodded, "Yes, I hope Dr. Xie will get better soon."

When she was idle and bored, Ye Tianxin had to read a book in Qie Wenyang's office again. She turned her head and read the book seriously. It was so beautiful.

Qie Wenyang's eyes fell on Ye Tianxin's face carelessly, and he faintly suppressed the heat wave in his heart.

It took a long time to look out of the office window, looking at the gray sky.

Ye Tianxin knew nothing about all this, she just turned the book seriously.

She is eager than anyone else to be able to complete all the professional knowledge of the two majors in the shortest time.

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"It's cold."

Gratitude opened her eyes slowly. As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Shi Han's worried eyes.

Shi Han did not expect that this time thank you for sleeping so short.

"Thank you, are you awake? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Am I in the operating room?"

Thanksgiving eyes rolled around in the ward.

Her eyes fell on a bunch of yellow plums in the corner of the wall.

In the ward, there was a faint fragrance of winter plum.

"Don't you remember what happened after that?" Shi Hanning asked in a voice.

Thanks to sitting up, she gently stroked her forehead with her slender fingers.

"Yes, I don't remember, I just remember that I was in the operating room and the scalpel fell on the floor..."

Shi Han stood up, making a fist with one hand and pressing the fist to his lips.

The situation of gratitude was worse than he expected.

"Thank you, let's go back."

Shi Han's words made his gratitude startled, "However, I have already formulated a surgical plan."

"Can you hold a scalpel like this? Thanks."

Gratitude, holding her head in pain, she wants to know, what is her missing memory?

Why does she always forget?

Why can't she live like a normal person?

The appearance of gratitude made Shi Han feel distressed, and he stretched out his hand to wrap his gratitude shoulder.

He whispered in his mouth, "Thank you, don't think about anything, we are a family, you, me, Moer, and Zues..."

"It's cold, I'm a waste."

Muttering thanks, she is such a waste.

It's so wasteful that you can't even hold the scalpel.

For the first time, in the operating room, she threw the scalpel to the ground.

Shi Han looked at Xie Yi sternly, his deep eyes fixedly staring at Xie Yi's frightened eyes.

"Thank you, didn't you, did you forget? How much you liked surgery before, your hands are born for surgery."

Thank you for raising your hand and placing this hand in front of Shi Han.

"But I can't even hold the scalpel now."

The operation is the life of gratitude.

The scalpel is part of the body of gratitude.

Shi Han knew clearly that he had to revive his gratitude.

Otherwise, the gratitude will...become another look.

"Thank you, you don’t know how to hold a scalpel. You just don’t want to be watched. Don’t believe me. I will arrange an operation for you right now. You can still perform the operation. You believe me, I’m Shihan, I’ve never I haven't lied to you..."