Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

Gu Jin kept holding her, her voice gently calming the extremely disturbed girl.

The Yu family guard who was guarding the door couldn't help being moved when he heard the voice inside.

The voice inside was too sad, and they could hear the despair of the girl inside from the cry.

None of them have seen countless blood, but their methods have always been decisive and simple.

They couldn't understand the pain of the girl inside, but the sound that came into their ears was like a blade of weeping blood.

There is a saying that it's not enough to kill a person, and how much enmity has forced a girl to this point.

Until half an hour later, the movement in the ward gradually weakened.

Ma Qiaolan's mood finally improved slowly.

Gu Jin loosened the arms that embraced her and helped the person to the hospital bed to lie down.

Ma Qiaolan has been holding her hand tightly.

Looking at the blood on the back of her hand, Gu Jin whispered and gently said: "We are in the hospital now. You have to continue the infusion. I will call the doctor to give you a new injection, OK?"

Hearing the doctor, Ma Qiaolan nodded obediently.

This made Gu Jin a little surprised.

She also thinks that the other person is very repulsive to others.

But seeing her nodding in agreement, Gu Jin greeted the guard outside the door to call the doctor over.

It was the same doctor who treated Ma Qiaolan's injuries before.

Gu Jin glanced at the other party's badge, and it turned out that the other party was called Wang Chao.

When Wang Chao entered the ward, the first goal was that the hand that Ma Qiaolan had used for the infusion was swollen, and there were dried blood on the back of the hand.

He frowned slightly and walked towards the hospital bed.

Ma Qiaolan, who was leaning on the hospital bed, was not disgusted even when she saw strangers.

She looked at Wang Chao in a white coat, and even a flash of eagerness flashed in her eyes.

This scene was seen by Gu Jin, and a thought slowly rose in her heart.

Wang Chao walked to the hospital bed and said in dissatisfaction: "Your hand is swollen. It won't go away in a few days. Stretch out your other hand and get the needle again."

Ma Qiaolan obediently handed her hand to the man.

Since Wang Chao walked into the ward, her eyes never left the other side.

In other words, Ma Qiaolan's eyes have been staring closely at Wang Chao's white coat.

Wang Chao didn't feel anything wrong, he squeezed Ma Qiaolan's hand and looked for the blood vessels in her hand.

Find the position, sterilize, drop the needle, a series of actions are fast and accurate.

He re-infused the fluid, adjusted the speed of the fluid again, and turned around to leave.

Since he ate a bun last night, he hasn't stopped this night.

There were three patients sent, and none of them was worry-free.

Wang Chao turned around and yawned, covering his mouth, preparing to leave the room.

He just took a step before he could move forward.

A force behind him forced him to stop.

Wang Chao turned around and saw a swollen hand, clutching his work clothes tightly.

Not only was he stunned, even Gu Jin, who was sitting by the bed, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ma Qiaolan dragged Wang Chao's white coat tightly without looking up at the other party, just so stalemate.

After Wang Chao was astonished, his face showed a little helplessness.

When the girl arrived, he guessed what had happened to her.

Although he is a surgeon and also studied psychology, he knew that this girl should have a short-term post-traumatic stress disorder.

In this case, the patient cannot be stimulated and needs to be comforted.

But he has been busy all night, and he will be handing over the shift in two hours. He needs to find a place to squint.

Thinking of the people and things at home made him even more headache.