Yan Ning looked at the debris on the ground, her hatred reached the extreme. She should be more cruel and kill her directly. This would be even more painful. She should continue to think of ways to prevent this from happening.
Hatred grew little by little, and Yan Mengzhen's path became narrower and narrower, becoming more and more painful.
As I walked step by step, I felt very tired and might fall to the ground at any time.
Suddenly someone grabbed his hand, and Yan Mengzhen said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm very tired now, please don't disturb me."
"Miss, your blood has stained the floor of our hospital." Wu Qiuyao took the woman's hand and said unhappily.
He frowned, looking at the blood all the way, his eyes full of disgust, why didn't she feel pain? Didn't she feel the bleeding?
Yan Mengzhen was stunned, stopped, turned around, looked at the blood on the ground, sighed softly, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I was a little distracted, I will clean this up."
Yan Mengzhen turned around and wanted to find cleaning tools. Suddenly her body was lifted up and she was picked up. Before she could react, Wu Qiuyao picked her up and walked directly to the other side. Ke Yihan walked out
When he saw this scene in the elevator, he was stunned for a moment, and then followed him the next second.
"What are you doing?" Yan Mengzhen said displeased.
Wu Qiuyao ignored Yan Mengzhen, carried her to the hospital bed, took out tools, pulled her feet, took off her shoes, and started disinfecting the next second. When the alcohol entered his wound, it felt so painful.
, so uncomfortable.
"If you don't love yourself, don't expect others to love you. If you want to use this method to find a sense of existence, it's really a big mistake. This is the first and last time. I hate blood the most.
Taste." Wu Qiuyao said with disgust.
"You are a doctor and you hate the smell of blood?" Yan Mengzhen raised her head and looked into his eyes and asked. Only then did she realize that he was the doctor who told Yan Ning to take vitamins last time.
"I hate it because I have been in contact with it for too long." After Wu Qiuyao finished speaking, his feet were bandaged. He looked at Yan Mengzhen and said again: "Don't dirty the floor casually, the cleaning lady will scold you."
"Okay, I..." Yan Mengzhen replied. She just wanted to stand upright, but her feet were not steady and she almost fell to the ground. Wu Qiuyao's big hand hugged her waist, but it was obvious that
Waist, why does it feel wrong? It's a bit out of position. That's Xuefeng. Both of them were a little embarrassed. At the moment when they were embarrassed, the door was opened.
Ke Yihan stood there with a dark face, his eyes turning to the man's hand. Was he enjoying it too much?
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan in confusion, why was he here? But if he asked this question, he would slap himself in the face. The person he loved most was here, so of course he was here, but why was he here?
"Don't you want to let go of your hand?" Ke Yihan walked up to Yan Mengzhen, put his big hand on her shoulder, and shook off Wu Qiuyao's hand, feeling very unhappy.
"Mistake." Wu Qiuyao said apologetically.
"My baby can only be touched by me." After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he pulled Yan Mengzhen out quickly.
Wu Qiuyao looked at their backs and his own hands. They felt good and comfortable. Damn it, could he be any more thirsty? He coughed a few times, adjusted himself, turned around and strode away.
In another ward.
"Let go." Ke Yihan's big hand held her tightly, and she couldn't bear it. She frowned, displeasure written on her face.book807643.html
(Dear friends, Dieer endured the headache and updated 4 chapters. It is impossible to add more today. I am really sorry. I still hope everyone can support me. Okay, I will update it soon. Flowers, flowers, okay)