：“苏苏，我终于托人打听到，蒋慕承还要在外地待几天，大概下周才能回京，你还能有几天安稳日子过。”                                                                                苏韵：“”                                                                                蒋慕承要是回去了呢？                                                                                她是不是还要继续活在心惊胆战里？                                                                                就算是站在树荫下还是热的不行，这才不到一分钟，苏韵后背就已经开始冒汗，她拿手扇着风。                                                                                问田甜：“你说他回去后，我要怎么办？”                                                                                田甜叹口气：“苏苏，你说你得罪谁不好，偏要挑个不近人情的男人得罪，你脑子当时灌了双氧水了吧”                                                                                然后田甜又开启了巴拉巴拉教训她的模式。                                                                                苏韵无力的揉揉有些昏沉的太阳穴。                                                                                事情还要从两周前说起。                                                                                那天苏韵轮值夜班，下半夜时，病区很安静，大多病人都入睡，也没什么事，她就在值班室浏览新闻。                                                                                电脑鼠标不太好用，没什么反应，她放在桌上用力磕了磕，又正常了。                                                                                病区的两个已经交班的小护士提着鲜榨果汁进来，“苏医生，你的。”护士小赵把一杯西瓜汁放到她桌子上。                                                                                “谢谢。”苏韵把吸管插进去后又问：“你们不是下班了吗？怎么还不回去休息？”