Chapter 302: A Special Liking for White Coats

Gu Jin kept holding her in his arms, and his voice was gentle, soothing the extremely uneasy girl.

The Yu family guards who were guarding outside the door couldn't help but be moved when they heard the voice inside.

The voice inside was too sad, and they could hear the girl's despair from her crying.

All of them have seen countless blood, but their methods are always decisive and straightforward.

They could not understand the pain of the girl inside, but the sound that reached their ears was like a blade weeping blood.

There is a saying that goes, "Killing is not the right path." How much hatred can force a girl to this point?

It was not until half an hour later that the noise in the ward gradually subsided.

Ma Qiaolan's mood finally gradually improved.

Gu Jinsong opened his arms that were around her and helped her lie down on the bed.

Her hand was always held tightly by Ma Qiaolan.

Looking at the blood on the back of her hand, Gu Jin said softly and gently: "We are in the hospital now, you still need to continue the infusion, I will call the doctor to give you another injection, okay?"

Hearing the doctor's word, Ma Qiaolan nodded obediently.

This surprised Gu Jin a little.

She would also think that the other person is very averse to others approaching.

However, seeing her nod in agreement, Gu Jin asked the guards outside the door to call the doctor over.

The person who came was the doctor who had treated Ma Qiaolan's injuries before.

Gu Jin glanced at the other person’s name tag and found out that the other person’s name was Wang Chao.

The first thing Wang Chao noticed when he walked into the ward was that Ma Qiaolan's hand, where she had received an IV, was swollen, with dried blood on the back of her hand.

He frowned slightly and walked towards the bed.

Ma Qiaolan, leaning on the hospital bed, did not feel disgusted when seeing strangers.

She looked at Wang Chao, who was wearing a white coat, and there was even a hint of eagerness in her eyes.

Gu Jin saw the whole scene, and an idea slowly arose in her mind.

Wang Chao walked to the bedside and said in a dissatisfied voice, "Your hand is swollen. It won't go down in a few days. Stretch out your other hand and give me another injection."

Upon hearing this, Ma Qiaolan obediently placed her hand in front of the man.

Ever since Wang Chao walked into the ward, her eyes had never left him.

In other words, Ma Qiaolan's eyes were fixed on Wang Chao's white coat.

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

Find the location, disinfect, insert the needle, the series of actions are fast and accurate.

After re-infusing the fluid, he adjusted the speed and turned to leave.

Ever since he ate a bun last night, he hasn't been quiet all night.

There were three patients sent here, and each of them was troublesome.

Wang Chao turned around, yawned with his hand covering his mouth, and prepared to leave the room.

He had just taken one step when he could no longer move forward.

A force behind him forced him to stop.

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

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

Ma Qiaolan grabbed Wang Chao's white coat tightly without even looking up at him, and the situation remained in a stalemate.

After being stunned, Wang Chao showed a bit of helplessness on his face.

When the girl was brought here, he guessed what had happened to her.

Although he was a surgeon, he also studied psychology and knew that the girl was probably suffering from temporary post-traumatic stress disorder.

In a situation like this, the patient should not be stimulated and needs to be comforted.

But he had been busy all night and would be handing over his shift in two hours, so he needed to find a place to take a nap.

Thinking about the people and things at home, he got even more headache.

(End of this chapter)