The big-name husband played too much: poisonous pet good girl 382.【Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo】
"Miss, ancestor, you lie down and don't move, we beg you."
Several nurses held An Ying down to prevent her from moving around, and several doctors began to sweat profusely.
They also found out that this young lady was just malnourished and had no illness. However, the men outside were scary.
That was Tianjun, and they said her life was in danger, so it would be better for them to be cautious.
So, it would be more appropriate to give her a comprehensive examination, up and down, inside and out, even to a hair.[
Therefore, the lights in the operating room were always on, and An Ying was too weak to resist, so she could only be tortured by them.
No crying, no tears!
Who said she committed suicide? Who was so venomous?
Why did she commit suicide? She didn't even enjoy her wonderful youth, and Hao hadn't caught her yet. Why did she commit suicide?
"Ugh, let me go, help, help, murder, the hospital is murdering people!"
An Ying shouted, but no one listened to her.
Outside the operating room, Tian Junhao leaned against the door of the operating room with a pale face and his ear against the door.
But I couldn't hear any movement at all, damn the sound insulation is so good.
"Is it possible that An Ying is already dead and the doctors inside are afraid to come out?"
Bingyu frowned, fearing that the world would not be chaotic when she spoke, Hua Shen directly covered her crow's mouth. Isn't it chaotic enough?
Tian Junhao finally couldn't sit still anymore and kicked directly towards the door of the operating room. If he couldn't save such a waste, he would save it himself.
All of a sudden, the people outside followed Tian Junhao into the operating room and saw An Ying yelling for help.
"Hao, wuwu, help me quickly. They want to murder me and take my blood. It hurts. Wuwu, who said I committed suicide? I didn't commit suicide. Please tell them quickly. There is no need to operate on me.
, I really didn’t commit suicide, I just didn’t eat for a few days and was just a little weak.”
Tian Junhao ran over in a few steps, pushed the nurse away, and hugged her tightly, his voice choked with sobs:
"Baby, are you really okay? Please don't scare me, please. Don't leave me. I really can't live without you."