Mysterious husband always comes late at night

"Find a way to get him away." Old Gong waved impatiently. Like catching flies, the more Gong Ting cared about Su Yu, the more he worried that Su Yu would become a stumbling block.

In fact, Maureen felt that when Miss Su was so badly injured for the young master, the master went down the well and was too cruel to her. He wanted to persuade and knew the master's temper. The more he advised, the more angry he became.

Maureen frowned and found a reason to lead Gong Ting away from the hospital.

It was late at night when old Gong arrived at the hospital. As soon as Gong Ting left his front foot, old Gong arrived at his back foot. He walked all the way to the VVIP floor and entered Xiaoyu's ward.

The little fish woke up with pain. She opened her eyes and smelled a familiar male breath in the air. She subconsciously turned her eyes and looked around, but she didn't see the figure of Xiuqi.

She dropped her eyelashes, and then heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She quickly raised her eyes and looked at the last one stained with wind, frost and mulberry. The loss in her heart was more serious.

Seeing the obvious loss in her eyes, master Gong hummed and walked in slowly, "don't be so unkind to me, Miss Su. You can't climb up to my son."

Xiaoyu felt a sharp pain in her heart. She knew that she was different from Gong ting. She never dared to think about anything, but why did her heart hurt so much? It was like being cut with a sharp blade, so that my whole body hurt.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

She suddenly coughed violently. Every time she coughed, she was in pain all over. The pain made the tip of her hair stand up.

Mr. Gong didn't expect her to cough like this. He quickly reached out and rang the bell. After a while, the doctor and nurse pushed the door in. The doctor saw that she coughed so hard that her white suit was red with blood. He said sharply, "give her a tranquilizer."

Needless to see, the newly healed wound on her back must have opened again. The doctor's eyes swept sharply at the old man Gong standing aside, with a touch of condemnation in his eyes.

Master Gong touched his nose in embarrassment and left the ward disheartened to wait outside.

The nurse injected sedative into Xiaoyu. She was panting and lying on the bed. She no longer coughed. Looking at her blood stained clothes, the nurse had to get scissors and cut the clothes on her back.

As the suit was lifted, all the healed scabs on her back chapped and cracked, and blood seeped out of the gap. It looked terrible.

The nurse took a breath, "Miss Su, you can't be excited any more. The injury on your back is shaking open again. It's easy to get infected with sepsis."

The doctor frowned and looked at the woman who was dying on the bed. He hated iron and steel. "Your body is your own. You can't do what you like, and you won't hurt for you. I finally dragged you back from the gate of hell. I didn't let you spoil yourself like this."

With that, the attending doctor Tieqing told the nurse to treat her wound again, turned and walked away.

Outside the door, master Gong stood there and saw the attending doctor come out. His face was a little embarrassed. "Doctor, how is she?"

"I just picked up a small life. I don't know what's wrong with old Gong. I'm going to disturb a seriously injured patient in bed, but please compare your heart. If the child is your daughter, do you still have the heart to treat her like this?"

Old Gong stared at the figure of the attending doctor leaving, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.