You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Fortunately, she still has Lu Yanmu by her side.

The nurse took Qing Mang to a place where he took blood, and took a little blood from Qing Mang's finger for examination based on the principle of caution.

Qing Mang was a little restless sitting in the chair.

Seeing that Qingmang's fingers were still bleeding, Lu Yanmu looked helpless when he went to the side and pressed the cotton swab on his head.

I wanted to say something but couldn't find a stand to speak, sitting next to her, stroking her back for a while.

"Lu Yanmu, am I particularly annoying?" Qing Mang raised his eyes to look at Lu Yanmu, and asked in a low voice.

Lu Yanmu felt as though he had been stabbed by a needle. For a while, he took Qing Mang into his arms and said, "No, you are fine, you have done very well."

If he could, he wanted Qingmang to bear all this.

Green Mang nests in Lu Yanmu's arms, desperately sucking the smell from him, until the breath he exhales is his, which makes it more comfortable.

"Thank you here, you can draw blood." The nurse shouted to both of them.

Lu Yanmu responded and replied faintly: "Okay." He pulled Qing Mang to the place where he could draw the blood.

The nurse fastened Qingmang's cuff with his hands and feet, and pierced in after finding the blood vessel.

Lu Yanmu was so distressed that he didn't look away.

The last time Qing Mang was injured and gave out so much blood, he vowed not to let Qing Mang be injured or bleed again, but he didn't expect that he would still see Qing Mang drawing blood with his own eyes.

He couldn't stand it in his heart, and when he saw Qingmang's blood, there was another violent factor at work.

He couldn't help but want to beat someone, he was bloodthirsty impulsive, and his whole body exuded coldness.

Just when Lu Yanmu felt too irritable, the big palm was lightly squeezed by Qingmang.

Looking down to meet Qingmang's face, which seemed a little pale from the blood loss.

Qing Mang smiled at Lu Yanmu, squeezed his big palm and said, "I'm fine."

The chill and violent factors in Lu Yanmu's whole body instantly stopped because of Qing Mang's words, but looked at her slightly pale face and felt distressed.

"Will it be uncomfortable?" Lu Yanmu said distressedly.

"Um... it's okay." Qing Mang shook his head, dizzy because of the blood loss.

Originally it was only supposed to donate 400ml, but Qingmang was worried about not having enough blood, so it should have been added to 600ml.

If the human body loses more than 800 milliliters of blood, it will cause shock.

When Lu Yanmu found out that something was wrong, his face changed a lot when he looked back at the blood bag.

"Enough, no donation." Lu Yanmu communicated with the nurse in French and asked the family to pull out the blood transfusion.

Lu Yanmu's face looked too serious because of Lu Yanmu's voice. The nurse was frightened by Lu Yanmu and quickly stopped the blood transfusion.

Lu Yanmu had a sullen face, and Jun's face was full of frost. Although he was angry, the movements on his hands were extremely gentle.

Carefully pulled out the needle for Qingmang, took a cotton swab and pressed it on the needle, which was both distressed and irritable.

Qingmang was a little dizzy due to the blood loss, his head was so dizzy, and even his body was a little faint.

Lu Yanmu's expression was so gloomy that he couldn't bear to scold him.

"Why don't you cherish your body?" Lu Yanmu gritted his teeth without saying anything cruel.

Qing Mang's body was very weak, and he smiled, "I watched it, otherwise I would just smoke 700, but now I only smoke 600."