The national goddess is super attractive

Chapter 172
"Uncle, how far is it from the hospital?" Meng Beichen interrupted him coldly.

"I'll be there soon." Meng Zong realized that he had said the wrong thing again, "How did you get hurt? You ran back with such a big wound, it's really desperate."

"Uncle, you are very wordy." Meng Beichen closed his eyes, "I want to be quiet."

Meng Zong... Who did he provoke, how could he be treated as a donkey with good intentions?

Ningxia was silent, recalling what Meng Zong said, she felt that Meng Beichen's mother was not only depressed because of his father's cheating.

What turned a strong woman who was determined to join the army into a depressed young woman?
Ningxia felt that there was something that made Meng Beichen hate the Meng family.

When he arrived at Jishi Hospital, Meng Zong immediately asked the nurses to prepare everything, and then went into the operating room to clean Meng Beichen's wound.

On the operating table, Meng Zongcai discovered that the injury on Meng Beichen's foot was more serious than he had imagined.

"Who injected you?" Meng Zong asked coldly.

If he read it correctly, it should be the No. 3 virus newly developed by country K. This virus is very powerful. Once injected, it can kill the whole body tissue of a strong adult within a few minutes, and there is no cure for it.

How ruthless must Meng Beichen be to forcefully dig up that lump of flesh?
"Who else?" Meng Beichen smiled lightly, "Isn't it my dear second uncle?"

"Second brother? How could he..."

"Is there anything else he can't do?" Meng Beichen suppressed the pain, "Uncle, I am in pain, so stop talking."

Meng Zong wanted to get angry when he heard the words, but when he thought of what Meng Beichen said, his heart felt very heavy like a big stone was blocked.

Fortunately, Meng Beichen prevented the No. 3 virus from spreading throughout his body in time, but there are still some fish that slipped through the net and are slowly eroding the tissues of Meng Beichen's legs.

Meng Zong didn't dare to be careless, and carefully cleaned Meng Beichen's wound: "If it hurts, can I give you anesthesia?"

"No need!" The blood on Meng Beichen's face faded, but he still gritted his teeth and refused, "I need a clear mind."

Meng Zong couldn't bear it, but when was Meng Beichen willing to be anesthetized when he was injured?
Even Meng Zong had to agree that this nephew was really the strongest-willed person he had ever seen.

Ning Xia walked back and forth anxiously outside the operating room, looking at the three scarlet letters during the operation from time to time.

Because he was afraid that Meng Ling would be scared when he woke up in the middle of the night, Ning Xia called Dong Jian and asked him to stay overnight at Meng Beichen's house and help him take a look at Meng Ling.

It was already [-]:[-]pm when Meng Beichen entered the operating room, and Ningxia waited until three o'clock in the morning before the three words "in operation" went out.

Meng Zong came out with a sleepy face, the white coat on his body was completely soaked in sweat.

Only he and Meng Beichen knew how difficult it was to clean up the remnants of virus No. 3.

"Uncle." Ning Xia went up to meet him, and glanced at Meng Beichen who was pushed out from behind with his eyes closed.

"He passed out, he's fine." Meng Zong sat down on the chair in the corridor, leaning against the wall and paralyzed.

"Thank you, uncle." Ning Xia's heart that had been hanging all night finally let go.

"I have arranged for Beichen to stay in the VVIP ward, and someone will take care of him. You should go back and rest first," Meng Zong said to Ningxia.

"It's okay, I'll be fine."

"Little girl, that's my person, trustworthy."

"I believe in myself even more." Ning Xia smiled slightly.

Meng Zong's eyes were a little more appreciative, and Meng Beichen was right.

"Well, there are also small rooms in the VVIP ward. If you are tired, you can take a rest. He will probably wake up tomorrow. Remember, pay attention to whether he has fever symptoms at night, and notify me immediately if he appears."

"Ok."

"It's okay, I'll go back to sleep first, this careless brat." Meng Zong got up, stretched himself, turned and walked towards the office.

Ning Xia followed to the ward, and Meng Beichen had already been moved to the hospital bed.

His handsome face was as pale as paper at this moment, without the slightest trace of blood.

Without the fierceness and momentum of the past, he slept peacefully, like a kitten.

Ning Xia caressed his handsome face distressedly, this young man who seemed to have everything that everyone pursued, his life was tens of thousands of times harder than ordinary people.

Ningxia also finally understood why Meng Beichen was so absent from high school for three years.

It's not that he wants to be a delinquent boy who skips class and leaves early, but that he is showing his brilliance to the fullest where no one knows.

If it was said that he liked Meng Beichen before, then Ningxia now has one more thing about Meng Beichen, and that is to appreciate, to appreciate this man from the bottom of his heart.

In this world, there are probably not many people who can abandon their good life like Meng Beichen, and live the life of being in danger and dealing with Lord Hades all the time.

Ning Xia kept watch, and unconsciously fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed.

In the dream, it was Meng Beichen kneeling bloodied and proposing to her against the background of the flames of war: The war has subsided, would you like to create a new life with me?
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Meng Beichen's willpower is very strong. Meng Zong said that he would wake up in the morning at the earliest, but it was only over an hour before the surgery, and he quietly opened his eyes.

When Meng Beichen saw Ning Xia who was lying on the edge of the bed and sleeping peacefully, a deep warmth welled up in his eyes.

He didn't want to wake Ning Xia up, but he was also afraid that Ning Xia's hands would become numb when lying on his stomach like this.

I don't know if Ning Xia is too sensitive. Feeling Youdao's gaze on her, she immediately woke up and sat up straight. When she met Meng Beichen's gaze, she smiled lightly.

"Go and rest when you're tired, there's a small room there." Meng Beichen whispered.

"Does your foot still hurt?" Ning Xia asked
Meng Beichen frowned, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts like hell."

"Then what should I do?" Ning Xia became anxious immediately, "How about I ask my uncle to show you."

"No, he has to rest at this late hour." Meng Beichen called Ning Xia to stop him, "I think a kiss will definitely relieve the pain."

Only then did Ning Xia realize that this guy was teasing her!
"I'm so worried, yet you still make fun of me." Ning Xia feigned anger.

"No, my feet really hurt. If you kiss me, I'll be happy, and it won't hurt naturally." Meng Beichen said without blushing.

Ning Xia said angrily: "Can't you put something else on your head? You always think about these messy things, so hurry up and take a rest."

With that said, Ningxia took another pillow and put it under Meng Beichen's head.

Meng Beichen stared at Ningxia for a moment, and Ningxia naturally noticed his fiery eyes.

While tucking the quilt for Meng Beichen, Ning Xia quickly lowered her head and pecked Meng Beichen's lips lightly, then quickly backed away to a place where Meng Beichen could not touch her, and smiled triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)