The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 3 I saw a newcomer laughing

"Shh, stop talking, the dean won't let Jiang Luan know about this, I'm off work first."

Because of Jiang Luan's special status, in her ward, special nurses were on duty 24 hours a day. After the nurse left, the ward became quiet.

Under the quilt, Jiang Luan's slender fingers tightly grasped the quilt.

The unhealed wound suddenly felt pain again, spreading inch by inch from the position of the heart to the limbs...

She closed her eyes and opened them slowly. The nurse was looking down to take out her mobile phone. When she looked up, seeing her eyes open, her hands trembled in shock, and the mobile phone almost fell to the ground: "Miss Jiang, how long have you been awake?"

There was a tremolo in her voice, and she stared at Jiang Luan closely.

Her complexion was much better than the previous few days, her eyes were calm and calm, without any emotion, the nurse was beating her heart.I don't know if she heard their conversation just now.

Jiang Luan's eyes flickered, and she coldly met the little nurse's nervous gaze. The other party became more and more nervous, took a breath, and was about to explain, when the door of the ward was pushed open.

"Young master, you are here!"

Turning her head, the little nurse saw that it was Mo Qingxuan who came, and immediately went up to greet him happily.

Jiang Luan raised her eyes and saw the handsome and straight figure at the door, her heart stopped suddenly!
At the half-open door of the ward, the man's slender body was wrapped in a white coat, standing against the light, his delicate and handsome features were three-dimensional and deep!
Through the air, the eyes of the two met!
Jiang Luan's heartbeat was disordered, and his eyes were complicated.

But his brows were cold, and there was a bottomless coldness in his eyes.

The childhood sweetheart of more than 20 years, separated by four years of time and space, at this moment, as if a stranger who has never met, the indifference and alienation made Jiang Luan's heart ache.

"You go out first!"

Mo Qingxuan's thin lips parted slightly, and he gave cold instructions to the little nurse at the side, and the nurse answered 'yes' respectfully, walked out of the ward immediately, and closed the door.

The air in the ward was drawn away by the sound of the door closing, and it became thin for a moment.

On the hospital bed, Jiang Luan's body was slightly stiff, the coldness in the man's eyes penetrated her body, and her heart froze little by little.

Pursing the corners of her lips, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes stopped on his shiny leather shoes.

The corner of Mo Qingxuan's mouth curled into a sarcasm, and he walked towards the hospital bed with his long legs.

The long-lost masculine breath came into his nostrils, driving away the smell of disinfectant water, but Jiang Luan's previously chaotic heartbeat became slower and slower because of this familiar smell...

The man stood condescendingly in front of the bed, like a shadow, staring into her eyes, cold and sharp.

The atmosphere is suffocating and depressing!

Jiang Luan pursed her lips tightly, the conversation between the two nurses just now lingered in her ears, her heart was full of bitterness, she thought that he was just angry, and Xiao Lu was just angry, but she never thought that it was like this.

It turned out that he was already with Xiaolu, and that was the reason why he avoided her.

"It seems that he is recovering well, and he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days!"

After a long silence, Mo Qingxuan spoke slowly, the words he uttered were cold and indifferent, as if he only regarded her as a strange patient.

Stimulated by the indifference in his words, Jiang Luan raised her lowered head suddenly, and when her watery eyes met his deep and cold eyes, her heart trembled, she opened her mouth, unable to utter a word .

Seeing her silence in Mo Qingxuan's eyes, a bit of anger welled up in her heart for no reason, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corners of her thin lips: "The eighth day of next month will be my engagement ceremony with Xiaolu, you should take good care of your wounds, since you are back , don’t be absent when the time comes!”

His indifferent tone reveals a domineering that cannot be violated, even without a word of explanation, this is really his usual style.

Jiang Luan's body under the quilt trembled slightly. Although she had heard it from the two nurses just now, when he said it, she only felt a bang in her head...

(End of this chapter)