Chapter 442 (1/2)
Such a surprising scene, Ning Huan recollects all feel shivering.
”What about others? Where is he? ” Ning Huan's words are very hasty. Looking at the nurse in front of her, she immediately inquired.
The nurse was stunned. ”Don't worry, Mrs. Quan. I'll ask you about your condition and ask the doctor to do further examination for you.”
”I ask you, how about the power! Where is he? ” Ning Huan's eyes are red. She's afraid there will be some bad news.
”It's not a big problem. I just had a suture operation and I'm in the next ward.”
When Ning Huan learned the news of Quan Shaocheng, her heart calmed down a little. She quickly got up and directly pulled out the needle on the back of her hand and ran outside the ward.
She rushed to the next ward
Obviously, the nurse didn't expect the needle to be pulled out so quickly.
”Mrs. Right? Mrs. Right? ” The nurse is completely stupid, want to catch up with, just came across Meng fan who came to inspect Ning Huan's situation.
”Dr. Meng.” The nurse spoke nervously.
What about ye Ninghuan
”Quan, after hearing the news from Quan Shao, Mrs. Quan rushed to the next ward. She even pulled out the needle. I couldn't stop it.”
”How does she look?”
”It looks much better.”
”Well.” Meng fan nodded, it seems that the latest drug research can inhibit the speed of her heart failure.
”But the needle This is still infusion! I have never seen a patient who pulls out a needle and rushes out in the middle of the infusion... ”
”She is Quan Shao Cheng's wife. If you think from another angle, don't you think it's nothing to make a fuss about?”
The nurse was stunned and thought carefully, but he didn't think it was strange.
”Well, you go to prepare first, and then give her infusion in the afternoon.”
”Yes.”
Meng fan looked at the direction of Quan Shaocheng's ward, but shook his head, ”it's true that the husband follows the woman. What kind of man has what kind of wife, I'm really convinced.”
……
Ning Huan ran to the ward. After taking the medicine, she had been infused for several hours. She was all right. She was awake, but his anesthetic was not completely gone.
Step by step, she walked into such a large but simple ward
On the huge hospital bed, the man's body was wrapped with several bandages.
Ning Huan bit his lower lip and walked to him with difficulty. There were some scars left on his body. Some of them were very shallow. If you didn't look carefully, you could not see them at all, but some of them were so obvious.
Ning Huan's eyes turned red unconsciously, and the tears began to slide and fall. The hot and hot tears were crystal clear and incomparable.
In the eyes of outsiders, these scars may appear to be man-made, but in the eyes of Ning Huan, they are extremely distressed.
She could not count how many times he had been hurt for her.
She could not count how many times he had fought for her.
Again and again, he wandered outside the gate of ghosts, and almost couldn't wake up again and again.
Ning Huan dare not continue to think, because the more she thought, the more afraid she felt!
Her small white hand touched his handsome and extraordinary face, and her small mouth murmured, ”Quan Shao Cheng...”
She cried and she laughed. She laughed because she could feel the temperature coming from him.
Good. He's still alive.
He's still alive!
She has been crying on the back of her hand like a bloody cat.
She didn't care about herself. She climbed onto the bed carefully and curled up beside him like a shrimp.
Because she was worried that she would encounter his wound, Ning Huan kept a distance from him as much as possible. Just sleeping by his side, the unspeakable sense of peace of mind made her smile with satisfaction and happiness
With this sense of peace of mind, she closed her eyes and fell asleep beside him
In the ward not far away.
The assassination is making fun of a thousand worries.
”Honey, do you think I look good in this pair of underwear or this one?”
“……” A thousand worries and embarrassments.
Two bullets were taken out of the assassin's body. There were countless other wounds, large and small, on the assassin's body, but these injuries were not in the key.
After the anesthetic was gone, the assassins began to toss about
”Which one do you think looks good?” The assassin put down his mobile phone and held Qianchou's delicate wrist in his arms.
”Let go.” Qianchou frowns, he still has injuries!
”I don't!” The assassin shook his head with a smile, ”you first answer me, which one looks good?”
”Assassin, do you dare to be more boring?” Qianchou had no way out, and casually pointed to a, ”this one.”
”This one? So you like the red one? ”“……” Qianchou continues to embarrass, she is simply disorderly, even the color did not see clearly!