My wife is so sweet

Chapter 191
Seeing her running over desperately just now, his heart almost stopped beating.

Yang Chuyue didn't want to argue with an injured person, so she nodded obediently: "Understood, how is your hand? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, but it won't hurt once you kiss me."

Yang Chuyue: "..." Playing hooligans all the time.

It's impossible to kiss him. It's not that she doesn't want to, but that even if she does, it's useless.

"Let me blow it up for you." Yang Chuyue grabbed his shoulder, stretched her head to the other side, and gently blew on Yan Jingshi's injured arm.

In fact, she knew that doing so would not be of much use, it was just a matter of finding psychological comfort.

Seeing her blowing so seriously, Yan Jingshi hugged her: "Thank you, wife."

"Here we are." The driver said suddenly.

Yang Chuyue quickly got out of Yan Jingshi's arms.

His face turned pale in an instant, probably because she accidentally touched his wound and hurt him.

Hearing his muffled hum, Yang Chuyue asked nervously, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Yan Jingshi shook his head at her.

Yang Chuyue was so nervous that her forehead was sweating, she got out of the car quickly, then walked to another car door, and carried Yan Jingshi out of it.

The blood had already soaked his clothes, but it was black, so he couldn't see it.

As soon as Yang Chuyue touched him, her hands were sticky.

Yan Jingshi's face became paler and paler, but his eyes were still piercing.

Yang Chuyue's heart also raised higher and higher.

Before she reached the hospital gate, she shouted, "Doctor, come to a doctor quickly."

"Don't worry, take out your phone from my pocket and call the dean." Seeing her anxious look, Yan Jingshi stopped teasing her and said slightly suppressing the pain.

In fact, he wanted to tell her that it was all right, don't be afraid.

It's just that he also enjoyed her feeling anxious for him, so he didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Chuyue put him on the chair, then went to take out his pocket with trembling hands.

"Do you have any notes?" There was vibrato in her voice.

"Have."

Yang Chuyue entered the word dean in the search box, and a phone number popped up immediately.

Yang Chuyue dialed it without thinking.

"I'm Yan Jingshi's wife. He's injured now, and he's in the lobby of the hospital. Hurry up and send a doctor down." Before the other party could speak, Yang Chuyue said a lot.

The other party reacted quickly: "Okay, right away."

The doctor came soon, and they pushed Yan Jingshi to the operating room.

Yang Chuyue was blocked outside, she stood alone outside, watching the two small white doors close.

During the operation, the three red words quickly lit up.

Yang Chuyue walked slowly to the wall, sat down on the chair, then shrunk up, resting her head on her knees, staring blankly at the three red words.

The phone in the bag rang at this moment.

Yang Chuyue came back to her senses, and hurriedly took out the phone from her bag.

Just as he was about to answer, the phone slipped out of his hand.

The metal hit the ground, making a dull sound, like a hammer hitting Yang Chuyue's heart.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The phone was still vibrating.

Suppressing the discomfort, she slowly squatted down and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Xiaoyue, where are you now? Are you off work? Mom misses you, and asked if you are free recently, so go home for dinner." Yang Xu's voice came from the microphone.

(End of this chapter)