Wait for the wind, wait for you, wait for your return

Chapter 250 Yue Tingyan is Injured
An Zhiruo didn't take Su Fengyu's words to heart, after all, it wasn't important at all.

Mother is gone.

She has nothing to do with An's family.

The third day since Gu Yiye left.

An Zhiruo went to work as usual, with Mu Tianyun's protection, she did this job very easily.

knock knock.

"Doctor An has an emergency department outside, and I urgently need you to go and have a look."

An Zhiruo immediately put down the documents in his hand, "Okay, what happened?"

"A man, quite handsome, seems to have been slashed in the chest."

"Okay, I'll go with you right away."

An Zhiruo hurried to the emergency room.

There were many people in the crowd, An Zhiruo saw the extraordinary man in the middle of the crowd at a glance, her heart twitched, "Xiao Jiu..."

Hearing the sound, Yue Tingyan suddenly raised his head, only to see An Zhiruo in a white gown, "Ruoruo."

An Zhiruo looked at Yue Tingyan, who was half lying on the chair with his white shirt completely dyed, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you? Why did you get cut?"

"Small thing."

Yue Tingyan looked at An Zhiruo with a particularly bright smile, and the black diamonds on his ears shone brightly.

The young boy on one side said excitedly: "Doctor, doctor, you must save the big brother. He was hacked to help me. Sister doctor..."

An Zhiruo glanced at the young boy who was covered in blood but not injured, and frowned slightly, "Okay, stand a little farther away, I'm going to suture his wound, first go to bed and lie down."

"Yes, Dr. Ann."

An Zhiruo personally pushed Yue Tingyan to the small single room in the first aid hall, "Let's just wait, I'll help you with the hospitalization procedures, and I'll check your wound first."

Yue Tingyan looked at An Zhiruo with a bright look.

She is such an angel.

When I was young, I loved saving people, but when I grew up, I was actually a doctor.

An Zhiruo quickly cut open his shirt, and frowned slightly when he saw the two horizontal and vertical wounds, "The wound is ten centimeters long and one centimeter deep."

"Clean the wound."

"Inject anesthesia."

"Ready to sew."

An Zhiruo wore a mask, with a serious and rigorous posture, stitching it up perfectly stitch by stitch.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Yue Tingyan woke up when An Zhiruo went to do the rounds, with a hazy look, looking a bit evil and handsome.

"Wake up, does the wound hurt a little?"

"A little bit, thank you, Ruoruo." Yue Tingyan said, squeezing her hand involuntarily.

An Zhiruo avoided his big palm calmly, then took his temperature, "Your ribs have a slight laceration, it will hurt for a while, you need to rest well."

"Well, my mother... have you notified?"

"The nurse will be responsible for informing your family members, don't worry." An Zhiruo smiled professionally.

Yue Tingyan got up excitedly, and pressed An Zhiruo's hand, "No! Don't tell her, if she knows, she will go crazy."

An Zhiruo was taken aback, "Then... who should I notify? Your family members need to go through the hospital admission procedures, and you need someone to take care of you later."

"Help me with the formalities. As for taking care... I don't need it, I can do it myself." Yue Tingyan sat up without hesitation, to show that he could.

An Zhiruo stared at him with a headache, cleared his throat, "I'll hire a nurse for you, don't be brave, I'll take care of the formalities for you."

"Thank you, Ruoruo."

Yue Tingyan believes in predestined fate.

An Zhiruo looked at Yue Tingyan, who was still so happy after entering the hospital, and gave him a blank look.

Yue Tingyan was still smirking, "Ruoruo, this is our fate, I came to your hospital, and today you happened to come to operate on me again."

(End of this chapter)