President Daddy is super strong

Sun Zhenzhen was stunned by the roar.

There has never been such a yell in the world, including her parents.

Since their emotional discord, they have always felt guilty about her daughter, so they will make up for her with endless money. Unfortunately, they never know what she really wants?

But it doesn't matter. They don't need to know. She will make them regret in her own way.

But then again, why did Yang Yilin yell at her?

Who does he think he is?

His eyes were shining like jewels, staring at him strangely. As soon as he was ready to question him, the doctor called by the little nurse hurriedly arrived.

"You... You"

"shut up!" Yang Yilin glared at her, interrupted what she had not said, and then dragged the doctor to her side. Pointing to the wound on her shoulder, she said, "she's hurt. Bandage her quickly. If you want to have a blood transfusion, take mine!"

While talking, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arms out.

The doctor was confused by his actions and looked at him in a daze. "Yang... Yang Shao, let me see the injury of this young lady first and then decide whether to need blood transfusion or not."

"Then hurry up! What are you still doing? " Yang Yilin takes back his arm and gets angry again.

The doctor was yelled inexplicably. You are clearly in my way. Can you keep me away from the patient?

Although he was wronged, as a professional doctor, he didn't have the same understanding with Yang Yilin. He quickly stepped forward and asked the nurse to use the medical tools to bandage the wound. First, he cut sun Zhenzhen's clothes with scissors, checked her wound, and then he quickly stopped bleeding, disinfected, bandaged and made it.

Yang Yilin stood on one side, just like a fly without a head. He looked at Sun Zhenzhen's face and the doctor's movements at the same time. He was always reminding: "you should be careful. You should be careful."

In fact, sun Zhenzhen didn't even frown during the whole dressing process, but Yang Yilin still felt that she was in pain.

The doctor is speechless, the whole process is actually simple and can't be simpler. What he commanded is more nervous and frightening than the operating table.

"Yang Shao, the wound has been wrapped up. This young lady is just a skin injury, and there is no big problem. She even comes to the hospital to change the medicine for three days. Don't bathe or touch the water during this period, and she can recover soon." The doctor felt the sweat on his forehead and explained.

Yang Yilin still didn't mean to let him go. He stared at the peach blossom eyes of the evil spirit and asked unsatisfied, "is that it?"

The doctor was asked, "yes... Yes!"

Is this questioning his professionalism?

"Don't you need to sew the wound?" Yang Yilin thought that she was seriously injured and needed stitches at least.

The doctor was even more confused: "it's just a skin injury. There's no need to sew a needle."

In fact, the doctor would like to say how much sorrow and hate you two really have. First, you need to give her blood transfusion, and now you need to sew needles.

From the beginning to the end, sun Zhenzhen didn't say a word. Now, seeing the doctor's sweating, if she doesn't open her mouth, she really doesn't support justice. So at the critical moment, she gently raises the corner of her lips and laughs: "thank you. I remember what you said. Go ahead."

The doctor was slightly shocked. He first looked at Sun Zhenzhen, then at Yang Yilin, and left the right and wrong place quickly.

"Hello, I haven't let you go... Come back." Yang Yilin wants to catch up.

"Yang Yilin, have you had enough trouble?"