Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 89 Touching Porcelain So Casually

Doorway.

Tired of being stared at, Gu Jiuqing sat down on the bench at the door of the ward.

Si Shi's eyesight lowered accordingly, for a full 10 minutes, he hardly blinked.

With a bang, the door of the ward opened from the inside.

Si Shi immediately stood up with a concerned face.

Nuohua didn't even look at the two people at the door, and covered his face and screamed away, looking like he had been hit quite a bit.

Si Shi was puzzled, looked at Gu Jiuqing with a puzzled look on his face, "What's wrong with him?"

Gu Jiuqing glanced at the ward, and smiled gently, "I don't know either."

Hospital canteen.

"Young master is so mad, the majestic head of the Lu family pretends to be pitiful and sympathetic to his family!!"

Nuohua lined up with a tray to order food, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Shushu must be too kind to be deceived by Lu Si's face.

A seat was vacated by the people in front of the line. Just as Zhe Hua was about to take a step, he felt his back hit by someone's tray behind him.

Swamp Hua was in a fit of anger, turned around abruptly with a straight face.

Before he could speak, he saw the person behind him fall limply in front of him.

With a bang, the man's tray fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Swamp: ...

Is touching porcelain so casual these days?

Lying on the ground is a woman, wearing a hospital gown, her hair is loose, and she can't see her face clearly, but she looks very thin, and her exposed ankles are so thin that they can be broken with a slight pinch.

"Young people nowadays, when they bump into someone, they won't even help them up."

"Look at that man, who looks gentle and looks like a little boy, actually did such a thing."

"That's right, the little girl on the ground is pitiful."

Whispered accusations came from all directions.

The swamped face was so dark that it could almost drip ink. He put down the tray heavily, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to pull the girl up from the ground.

All I saw was that the girl's eyes were closed tightly, she was so thin that she looked a little out of shape, and her face was abnormally white.

The girl didn't look ugly, with an oval face, slender eyebrows like willow leaves, and a part of her exposed wrist covered with pinholes, crisscrossed with bruises, which was a bit shocking.

Nuohua was slightly stunned, and with a little force, he hugged the girl in his arms.

so light.

Not long after walking out of the cafeteria with the girl in his arms, some nurses rushed over pushing wheelchairs.

"Hang Yixin? Hang Yixin?!"

One of the nurses shouted the girl's name, and the others rushed to put the girl in a wheelchair.

"Yes, I found her. She is in a very bad condition and needs to be operated on immediately!"

The nurse was reporting to the other end on the walkie-talkie.

"Quick! Find Dr. Xu and prepare for surgery immediately!"

Hang Yi slumped softly on the wheelchair without any reaction.

"quick!"

Several nurses pushed their wheelchairs quickly towards the emergency passage.

By the time the marshes came back to their senses, the nurses and the girl had disappeared around the corner.

Zhe Hua frowned slightly, he had just caught a glimpse of the fingertips of the girl named Hang Yixin on the wheelchair seemed to be slightly purple...

"What's wrong with that girl? Looks serious?"

"I don't know. The one in the next ward is said to have a congenital heart disease. The girl is also poor. Her parents don't want her, so she lives alone with grandma."

"Parents who killed a thousand swords."

"It is said that the girl's grandmother passed away a few days ago, and her parents are rich, but they don't want to see this girl, and let the little girl fend for herself."

"Bah! Some people don't deserve to be parents at all!"

"Oh, stop talking, let's go eat and eat."

The spectators dispersed one after another.

Marsh stood there looking in the direction of the emergency passage, frowning slightly.

After standing for a long time, I moved my sore legs and walked towards the emergency passage.

(End of this chapter)