Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Xue Yunlan was startled by his cold raised voice. He shivered unconsciously on his hand and said, "Chen er... Chen Er is over there."

Gu Beihua throat a stagnation, eyebrows suddenly a twist, "how is she, the operation is over?"

At this time, he reacted later and suddenly raised his hand to look at his watch.

The dial, which was inlaid with broken diamonds, was shining brightly under the fluorescent lamp in the ward. The hour hand and the minute hand were entangled together, so that he could hardly see what time it was.

Xue Yunlan Leng for a moment, quickly reaction, finally said a clear words, "dust son? The operation is done. She's in the next ward

Gu Beihua's forehead was so green that he couldn't even take care of his hair. He suddenly lifted the quilt aside and was about to jump under the bed.

However, he overestimated his physical strength after all. Before his feet could reach the ground, his ankles softened suddenly. In front of him, a group of bees were buzzing around, and suddenly his tall body hit the floor.

Just now, the anxiety and anger suddenly rose up, just like the storm in midsummer. It came fast and went fast, and the Kung Fu disappeared in an instant.

Xue Yunlan surprised, subconsciously rushed to help him, "careful!"

The adult man's muscles and bones are hard and strong, so they hit Xue Yunlan. Without a little buffer, she suddenly "ouch" with a painful breath.

Gu Beihua snorted and showed his mouth unconsciously.

Xue Yunlan bit his teeth and slowly helped him back to the hospital bed. Then he grabbed two pillows and put them on his back.

Gu Beihua is like a puppet who has lost his independent consciousness. He quietly lets her go back and forth. His face is getting whiter and whiter, but there is no voice in his throat.

Xue Yunlan said angrily, "you've just lost so much blood. You're almost gone. Stay here and don't go anywhere!"

"I'll see Chen er." Gu Beihua suddenly weak down, "I don't worry."

Xue Yunlan glared at his eyes and pressed on his shoulder, "chen'er is OK! The operation was successful, and we'll just wait for the stitches to be removed. It's you. They scared me to death when they pushed you out just now! "

The tone is very anxious, the words are very sincere, as if the person who scolded Gu Beihua at the door of the operating room was not her at all.

Gu Beihua angrily took back his sight and chose to be silent. The veins on the back of his hand were clear and twisted under the skin.

He sat for a moment, numbly, with a slight pain in his arm.

Gu Beihua frowned slightly and pulled up his shirt sleeve. The skin at the joints of his big and small arms is very white, with two small pinholes embedded in it.

The round hole is blue around, like the mark left by a poisonous snake.

He felt inexplicably that he could not tell. He quickly pulled down his sleeve and put his arm into the quilt.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside with a squeak. A doctor came in and nodded slightly at Gu Beihua. "Boss, that lady is awake."

Gu Beihua took the water from Xue Yunlan and took a big drink. The tip of his tongue was stung by the sweet fructose.

He paused for a moment, frowned quickly, forced his tongue to swallow the sweet and greasy water, and answered with a good voice.

Xue Yunlan urged him in a low voice, "you drink a little more to save your blood sugar and dizziness later."

The doctor at the door dropped this sentence and quickly turned away. He didn't know what the relationship between the ugly woman with makeup and his boss was.

But decades of social experience clearly reminded him that it was useless to say more.