Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 962 Draw Her Blood Quickly
Young Master Qiao's upper body was bare, revealing healthy wheat-colored skin. His sharp-edged muscles looked like a masterpiece of uncanny craftsmanship. Drenched in sweat, they glowed with a charming color. Even a man couldn't take his eyes off when he saw it.

Qiao Chengxun didn't realize that he had affected the appearance of the city, and he only thought about his wife in the emergency room.

Mu Zhuoshen kindly reminded, "Young Master Qiao, why don't you find a piece of clothing to cover your body first? You're affecting the appearance of the city a bit."

Qiao Chengxun narrowed his eyes coldly, "Bring it here."

Mu Zhuoshen looked slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to take off his clothes, "Do you want my clothes?"

Qiao Chengxun swept over with murderous eyes, and there was a layer of bloodthirsty chill in his icy eyes.

Mu Zhuo felt a chill down his back, "All right, all right, I'll go buy you a new one right away."

After saying that, Mu Zhuoshen fled as if he was running for his life.

Liu Bei secretly scolded the uncle, this boy Ah Shen is really heartless, he even left him alone to deal with the runaway Qiao Yanwang.

Bite the bullet and walked over, and comforted, "Young Master Qiao, you don't have to worry too much. Wen Ti'er survived so many disasters before, which means that she is lucky and will be fine."

Qiao Chengxun glanced coldly, but didn't answer.

Liu Bei felt like bumping his head against the cotton, and stepped back weakly, he had better stop talking.

In the rescue room.

Wen Ti'er opened her eyes quickly, her eyes were covered with blood-red bloodshot eyes, her hands were grasping something indiscriminately, and she let out a helpless cry.

"Chengxun, Chengxun... where are you? I can't see you, Chengxun..."

The doctors looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to proceed for a while.

Wen Ti'er was about to sit up, but Dr. Liang, who had treated her before, immediately pressed her hands and said anxiously, "Draw her blood as soon as possible!"

Otherwise, this silly woman will bite again later.

Several doctors held Wen Ti'er down, and the doctor in charge of drawing blood held her arm and began to draw blood.

The moment the needle hole was inserted into the blood vessel, Wen Ti'er suddenly let out a heart-piercing cry: "Ahhhh—"

The scream that became sharp due to the pain almost tore the air, and then turned into a low whimper, which sounded endlessly desolate.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and a desperate voice came out of her mouth, "I don't want any more injections... I don't want any more..."

Two lines of black tears of blood slipped from the corners of her eyes and got into her ears, soaking her heart.

Seung Hoon...

Cheng Xun, where are you?
I'm in so much pain...

help me……

Seeing the girl suddenly quiet down, the doctors stepped forward tacitly and gave her a physical examination item by item.

After two hours, the inspection was over.

The door of the emergency room opened, and Wen Ti'er was pushed out by the doctor.

Although the black blood and tears on her face had been wiped away, there were still some hair sticking to her ears, and the corners of her four eyes were still stained with black blood.

Qiao Chengxun strode forward and asked anxiously, "How is Ti'er?"

Bean-sized cold sweat broke out on Dr. Liang's forehead, and he said bravely, "Young Master Qiao, after our all-out rescue, your wife's health is fine."

Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes froze quickly, and a domineering aura suddenly emanated from his body.

Dr. Liang choked on his saliva, thinking that they had carelessly missed a medical examination result last time, this time he did not dare to be careless again, and finished the rest of the results in one breath.

"Your wife's physical indicators are all within the normal range, and the fetus in the womb is also preserved. We initially suspect that your wife may have been stimulated by something to cause her mental breakdown."

(End of this chapter)