Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Xue he can't help but moan in his heart. He has complicated emotions in his eyes and doesn't know how she provoked him.

See Xue he Leng in situ motionless, Han Qichen low voice again reminded a, "get off."

Xue he pushed open the door and got off slowly.

She did not say a word, followed closely behind Han Qichen, and the words he had just said echoed in her mind.

Han Qichen suddenly stopped, Xue Hemeng hit his strong back.

She staggered back two steps, but Han Qichen's is still motionless.

She rubbed her forehead, looked at him discontentedly, walked on, why stopped suddenly.

Xue he gently opened his mouth, "you... What's wrong with you?"

He told the servant unhappily, "go and get me the doctor."

The servant lowered his head to make a phone call. More than ten minutes later, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat appeared in the house of Han family. He was carrying a medicine box and trotting all the way.

Until he saw Han Qichen and Xue he sitting in the living room, he suddenly stopped.

Isn't this person sitting here, but his tone at the other end of the phone just now seems that someone has been seriously injured.

The doctor took off his glasses, wiped the sweat on his face, and said cautiously, "Mr. Han, please tell me who was injured."

Han Qichen a cold look in the eyes slowly swept, "you can't see it." His deep eyes gave a faint glance to Xue he.

The doctor put on his glasses again, and then he could see the small scratch on Xue he's arm.

For him, who is more than 600 degrees nearsighted, if he doesn't wear glasses, he can't see the scratch on her arm at all.

In any case, he is also the chief physician in the hospital. Generally speaking, he can only be used for important surgery, and it is a bit overqualified to let him deal with the bruise.

However, I only dare to think about these words in my heart. Even if he was given a hundred courage, he would never dare to say it in front of him, unless he was really tired of living.

"Miss Xue, I'll take care of your wound." He had seen Xue he several times before in the hospital, so he had an impression on her.

Xue he nodded, "please, doctor."

Although the wound is not very deep, but large and small wounds almost covered her arm, which may take a long time to clean up.

The doctor pushed the glasses on his face. Perhaps for professional reasons, he couldn't help asking, "Miss Xue, how can you have so many wounds on your arm?"

Xue he's face did not have any expression, but Han Qichen's face was gloomy to the extreme.

Two meters away, the doctor felt a strong murderous spirit. He could not help but turn his head to Han Qichen's evil eyes. He swallowed his saliva in silence and turned his head wisely.

Xue he awkwardly smile, "accidentally grazed." It's strange enough that the injured man is himself or not, and I don't know why he is so angry.

After treating the wound on his arm, he was about to put away the medicine box when the doctor suddenly found that there was a scratch on Xue he's neck, which was as long as an index finger.

"Miss Xue, why do you have a wound on your neck?"

After listening to the doctor's words, Xue he just reacted and touched his neck. If the doctor didn't say anything, she didn't feel anything at all. Now she felt the pain coming from her neck.

"Miss Xue, I'm sterilizing you. The wound on my neck is not as bad as that on my arm."

Xue he nodded.

When the alcohol cotton just touched the neck, Xue he couldn't help but take a cold breath, burning pain.

Han Qi Chen a pair of cold eyes slowly swept, the doctor can not help but fight a cold war.

Maybe it was too nervous, and the doctor's hand shook hard.

"Hiss -" Xue he's body stepped back slightly.