Chapter 309

After Uncle Gu left, Jing Junhan stood up from the bed, and slowly closed the curtains like fine sand.

A group of doctors standing outside the door were all stiff, as if they couldn't move forward or retreat, and didn't know what to do.

He didn't dare to relax for a moment in his heart, and secretly fixed his eyes on Jing Junhan's movements, for fear that his life would be lost here.

Jing Junhan watched Tang Xiaoqi lying quietly on the bed through the blurry curtains, then turned around in peace of mind, and looked at the person at the door.

The warmth in the eyes disappeared completely at the moment of turning around.

Instead, there was a hint of coldness and evilness with unknown meaning, and the sword eyebrows suddenly frowned with a touch of coldness.

"You really know how to pick your time, don't come when you should come, are you rushing to eat now?"

The doctor who walked in the front and took the lead, heard the cold tone, his heart was already half cold, and he began to explain in a low voice.

"I... I heard the voice on the phone, and I thought there was an emergency, and I was rushing to save people... I didn't expect you..."

The doctor slowly raised his head, his eyes met Shang Jingjun's cold eyes, and then he avoided his sight for an instant.

Talking like a deflated balloon, there was no sound, and he swallowed the following words back into his stomach abruptly.

Jing Junhan took a few steps outside, sat lazily on the chair, put his right foot on the lap, and clasped his fingers, like a noble emperor, exuding a rampant evil spirit.

The amber pupils became deeper and deeper, hiding the chilling air, and then the corners of the mouth curled up, revealing a cool smile.

"Why did you stop, keep talking."

The backs of the group of people standing at the door slowly felt chills, and they didn't dare to say a word, and even slowed down their breathing, for fear of offending the man in front of them.

The leading doctor's throat tightened, he swallowed, and then whispered tentatively.

"Jing... Jing Shao, we promise to keep... tight-lipped, and we will definitely not tell this matter!"

Jing Junhan's cold eyes fell on the doctor in an instant, and he narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

The doctor seemed to feel the cold air lingering around his body, so he couldn't help but stop his voice, and lowered his head even more.

"Well."

A small voice suddenly came from the direction of the big bed, Jing Junhan had been paying attention, and naturally heard it, he stood up instantly and walked inside.

The moment he stood up, the deep voice also drifted to the doctor's ears.

"You all come in with your medicine box!"

There was infinite coldness in the voice, and there was also a hint of anxiety that was not obvious.

Jing Junhan looked away instantly, and turned around to the bedside in a few steps.

The doctor outside the door breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly put on the medicine box and walked inside.

After the male doctor led the team in, he didn't dare to glance around. He put the medicine box on the table and stood there in an orderly manner.

"Jing Shao, may I ask where you feel unwell?"

After Jing Junhan confirmed that Tang Xiaoqi was fine, he turned his head and glanced coldly at the group of doctors.

"It's not me. I came here to show her what's going on with her?"

"No...not...well, here we come!"

The leading doctor quickly and cautiously agreed, picked up the medicine box and hurried over here.

Jing Junhan's tender lips were pursed into a line, and he looked indifferently at the person who came forward, and for some reason, his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"Go away! Get someone else."

"Yes Yes……"

(End of this chapter)

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