Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 88 Nan Xiaojin, I'm going to avenge you
"Quack doctor!" The inspection report was slapped on the ground by Tong Junhao, and with a low growl, he waved his fist and was about to rush forward.

Tong Mingan immediately stopped him when he saw it, "Third brother, third brother, calm down, this anemia can vary from mild to severe, maybe the third sister-in-law is not in good health, so don't worry."

After turning around in the room twice, Tong Junhao sat down on the chair angrily, "Say, what's going on?"

The doctor wiped his sweaty head, "Third Young Master, other than that, we really didn't find anything, Madam, there is nothing wrong with your body."

"People in your family who have no problem will faint when they say they faint, and it lasts for three hours?"

"...I, but, we..."

"Okay, okay, doctor, you just need to explain to us what's going on." Tong Mingan became a good person again.

"That's right, Mr. Tong." He glanced timidly at Tong Junhao, then looked at Tong Ming'an and Tong Xiaowu one by one, licked his lower lip and began to explain, "With such anemia, Madam shouldn't be in a coma, but , we checked, her heart, brain, body extremities, blood supply are all fine, so, sorry, we really don't know what's going on."

"roll!"

The temperature dropped suddenly, Tong Junhao punched the table, how many years, when did this kind of rage appear.

No, never.

There are many projects developed by Huateng, but the development of medicine is the only one, not to mention this, there is not even a funded hospital.

Standing up abruptly, Tong Junhao walked towards Nanjin's ward.

Before he could take a few steps, another person ushered in the corridor, "Tong Junhao, how did you take care of Nan Jin, why did she faint?"

Yuan Zi'an's questioning voice came over and irritated Tong Junhao's eardrums. He frowned, but still explained, "I don't know why Nan Jin fainted."

"What? You don't know?" Yuan Zi'an stopped walking towards Tong Junhao, like an active volcano that would erupt at any moment, "How do you become a husband, you don't even know!"

Tong Junhao had a hard time. He thought he was careful enough when dealing with Nan Jin. Who would have thought that this would make her pass out and hit her head badly.

Yuan Zi'an took a breath, looking at Tong Junhao with a touch of disappointment in her eyes, she took a step back, "I'll go and see Nan Jin first."

Two meters away is Nan Jin's ward. Through the glass, she can be seen lying quietly on the bed, with various tubes inserted into her body to monitor body indicators. She frowned, feeling distressed silently.

"You silly girl, how could you make yourself like this?" Yuan Zi'an took Nan Jin's hand and sighed.

The wound on the forehead has been stitched up and wrapped in gauze, which made Nan Jin's condition look more serious, Yuan Zi'an couldn't understand the situation and almost shed tears several times.

When Yuan Zi'an was nagging, Nan Jin failed to give her any reply, and lay quietly on the hospital bed, motionless.

Mumbling and talking to Nan Jin for a long time, Nan Jin didn't react at all, Yuan Zi'an's irritable heart became restless again, "Nan Xiaojin, don't worry, I will definitely not let those people go, just wait, I will avenge you!"

Coming out of the intensive care unit swearing, before he could take off his anti-bacterial suit, Yuan Zi'an glanced at the people present one by one, and finally landed on Tong Junhao, "Tell me, is it something good done by your little vixen?"

These words are very unpleasant, and it can even be said that they are the most targeted words that Tong Junhao has ever heard. He frowned, "Miss Yuan, please pay attention to your self-cultivation."

"What the hell, Nan Jin is lying on the bed, half dead, still recovering, I'll go to the nursing home to recuperate!"

"..." He finally knew where Nan Jin's swearing from time to time came from.

"Nan Jin will not die, I will definitely save her!" Looking deeply at Nan Jin on the hospital bed, he said in a cold voice.

To be exact, Tong Junhao was cold to everyone except when he was dealing with Nan Jin, but this sentence was a bit colder than usual.

Everyone was speechless, Yuan Zi'an sneered, "You're talking too much hype, didn't Nan Jin do something wrong right in front of you?"

Tong Junhao's breath was stagnant, this sentence pierced into his heart like a needle, but he was powerless to refute, because it was Chi.bare.bare.fact.

He turned his head abruptly, and looked at the woman who had been standing outside Nanjin's intensive care unit, Du Lerong, with eyes like sharp swords.

She shrank her body suddenly, and waved her hands almost subconsciously, "Hao, it's not me, it's really not me, I didn't do anything, I, I..."

Du Lerong was also very frightened. She made this bowl of soup herself. It was originally made by herself as an apology.

And, if there is, why is Tong Junhao okay?
She believed that her soup must be fine, so even though she was gloating in her heart, she followed here from the venue very frankly. If she escaped at this time, her regret would prove her guilty conscience even more.

"You are Du Lerong?" Yuan Zi'an flicked the bag at Tong Xiaowu, and Yuan Zi'an rushed towards Du Lerong, "What did you do to her? You bastard!"

"Miss Yuan, I, I don't!" Although Du Lerong has a stronger personality, she can be regarded as a good girl. She has never seen Yuan Zi'an who is like a shrew, and Yuan Zi'an usually practices karate with Nan Jin. How can she compare to Yuan Zi'an? .

Before she could escape, she was pinched by Yuan Zi'an, like a fish on a cutting board waiting to be slaughtered, Yuan Zi'an grabbed her hair,

Tong Junhao frowned, turned to look at Tong Ming'an, "Take the soup in the thermos in her hand for inspection."

Tong Ming'an took a deep look at him, stepped forward to restrain the two entangled women, to be precise, restrained Yuan Zi'an, and rescued Du Lerong.

"Miss Du, please give me the thermos."

At that moment, Du Lerong realized what it means to be as cold as water, to be distrusted by someone she loves deeply, and that's probably the case.

After glancing at Tong Junhao, she quietly handed the thermos bucket into Tong Ming'an's hands, and when she looked at Tong Junhao again, her eyes were open and frank, "Hao, I really didn't do this."

"The result will prove everything." Tong Junhao only said one sentence, put on the anti-bacterial suit and turned into Nan Jin's intensive care unit.

For those who have been with him for so many years, Tong Junhao does not want to believe that Nan Jin became what he is now after drinking Du Lerong's soup, but he will not let Nan Jin get hurt, no matter who it is.

Unable to find the cause of the disease is nothing more than the most worrying thing. Tong Junhao sat beside her, holding her hand, quietly looking at the gauze wrapped around her forehead, not knowing what to do.

(End of this chapter)