Chapter 2 Chapter 2 I think she... Li Chengchuan shouldn't mind...
In the ward, the person who beat the other and the person who was beaten looked at each other in a daze, swallowing each other's breath at a very close distance.
The quiet atmosphere was broken by a nurse who wanted to destroy the evidence. While Xing Kui and Li Chengchuan were looking at each other, the nurse grabbed the flyer and ran away.
The rustling of papers startled Xing Kui awake. She hurriedly rubbed Li Chengchuan's face: "I'm sorry! I was so scared!"
She hit Li Chengchuan out of self-protection. For someone who had just returned from the brink of death, it was too strange for a stranger to always approach her. Maybe there was a better way to deal with it at that moment, but Xing Kui's dizzy brain could not function at high speed.
Just hit him, Li Chengchuan thought, it is a good thing to be wary of strangers. It was his fault that he couldn't stand firm.
Xing Kui's hands were rubbing his face, they were very cold. Even though the air conditioner was on, her hands were still as cold as ice.
The place where he was hit didn't hurt at all. How much strength could the injured Xing Kui have? Li Chengchuan would rather his face hurt now, at least it meant that Xing Kui was in good health.
Xing Kui was about to cry in anxiety. She had a concussion and her mind was unclear. Her self-defense mechanism drove her to fight first and think later. Maybe patient No. 7 was just a kind-hearted person... Woohoo, can you forgive her!
Wait a minute, Xing Kui's hands froze, and he looked like Patient No. 7 who walked out of a CEO's novel. He seemed to be a mysophobia man?
She quickly hid her hand that had touched Li Chengchuan under the quilt. Seeing his deep and intense gaze staring at her, she felt that he must want to hit her, and she looked weak, pitiful and helpless.
"I didn't mean it..." Xing Kui said in a low voice.
Li Chengchuan would never be angry about this. He stared at Xing Kui. Xing Kui felt a dull pain in his head and his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Xing Kui's body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, and she looked very dirty and painful. The pain caused her to shed tears physiologically, and her almond-shaped eye sockets were flushed red, and were still watery at this moment.
Ever since Li Chengchuan met Xing Kui, she had never cried this long! She had risen from a junior clerk to his secretary, always optimistic and positive. Even when targeted by villains, she could quickly wipe away her tears.
Li Chengchuan's heart ached, and he almost wanted to kill the perpetrator. In a society ruled by law, he wouldn't actually do that. He had a good friend who was a lawyer, and he wanted to ask him to collect compensation from the perpetrator. However, the lawyer had a lot of cases on his plate and was very rule-abiding, so he might not agree to Xing Kui cutting in line...
“Drip—drip—”
Xing Kui rang the call bell: "This bottle of water is almost finished. I'll ask the nurse to change it. Can you go to the bathroom to wash your hands and face?"
She looked alert, wanting to drive Patient No. 7, whom she might have offended, into the bathroom.
Li Chengchuan hated the perpetrator even more. He and Xing Kui were supposed to get their marriage certificate today!
The nurse arrived unexpectedly quickly. Before Xing Kui could wait for patient number seven to move, the sound of a cart was heard outside the door.
She remembered being pushed to the front of the ward, where a trainee nurse was responsible for measuring her blood sugar. She was very unskilled and pricked her finger four times. Later, the indwelling needle in her almost went in.
Xing Kui trembled, not knowing if it was the intern nurse who came to change the IV bottle. Changing the IV bottle did not require any technical skills, so she should not suffer any more.
She looked at the door handle nervously. Nurses always need practice to gain experience before becoming seasoned nurses. She wouldn't complain, but the car accident was already painful enough! She really didn't want to feel any more pain while hospitalized.
The cherry-wood door opened, and a cart entered. Xing Kui's gaze shifted upward, and for a moment, it was as if a rose bush, interwoven with white and red, had blossomed in her eyes. The man, a tall, slender-necked male doctor in a white lab coat and a blue medical mask, was a man. Even with half his face obscured, his features revealed his striking beauty; there was no mistaking him for a woman. His Adam's apple was prominent, and his overall appearance was strikingly aggressive.
His name is written on the name tag on his chest. He is handsome and his name is beautiful too.
"Aha, I'm here just in time." Doctor Jiang Yuming stepped over, brushed past patient number seven, took the IV tube, turned off the regulator, replaced the IV bottle, and smiled at Xing Kui.
He smiles beautifully, like a scumbag.
Xing Kui moved to the left. She had heard that the medical profession was a chaotic place, with social news often reporting on doctors having affairs and having promiscuous relationships. Jiang Yuming had a strong sense of playboyism, and he would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let one go, just in case the patient was sick.
After the COVID-19 pandemic, Xing Kui has a particularly strong sense of protection in this regard. She moves, she moves.
Jiang Yuming's smile froze slightly. He had always been the focus of everyone's attention since he was a child, and no one had ever looked away from him at first sight. What was going on with this little sunflower?
Sunflowers face the sun, so does he look gloomy? Bed number eight was next to the window. Jiang Yuming tilted his head to see what the light was like outside the window, and saw that Li Chengchuan had a gloomy face.
Li Chengchuan frowned and asked him with his eyes: Why do you come to do the job of a nurse?
Good brother Jiang Yuming has the title of "patient killer". Five out of ten people who have been treated by him will confess their love to him, and the remaining five either confess their love to him after breaking up with their partners, or are too old and introduce him to younger people.
A sense of foreboding washed over Li Chengchuan, then quickly vanished. Jiang Yuming, changing the IV drip and so on, was a safer bet than a nurse and would be better for Xing Kui. Furthermore, Jiang Yuming had said since he was a man that he wanted to marry a supermodel, and Xing Kui had nothing to do with that.
Jiang Yuming was calm and composed. He just came to watch the show and had no bad intentions. Instead of worrying about him, it would be better to worry about the other brothers who were about to come back. Some of them had very similar hobbies to Li Chengchuan.
"My last name is Jiang, and I'm responsible for your orthopedic treatment."
Did Dr. Jiang know the patient in bed number seven? Was patient number seven's last name Li? Xing Kui glanced at Li Chengchuan, then at Jiang Yuming. The two men, one like something out of a domineering CEO novel, the other like something out of a playboy novel, were truly a feast for the eyes standing together.
But what if Jiang Yuming is sick, and his good friend is also sick, oh my god! Xing Kui's pupils trembled slightly, and he moved to the left again.
Although it was unclear why Xing Kui was moving secretly, Li Chengchuan and Jiang Yuming both thought her little movements were cute.
"Just now a nurse came to deceive her."
"I've seen it, and I've sent someone to deal with it."
"See?"
Jiang Yuming changed the IV drip on the right side of the bed and walked towards the cart to the left of the bed while answering, "When I came here, I just happened to see him running out with a strange look on his face."
Li Chengchuan's scrutinizing gaze was glued to Jiang Yuming. After a while, he looked away. He was worrying too much. It was natural for a doctor to take care of a patient. Jiang Yuming liked supermodels, but Xing Kui was not one of them.
Jiang Yuming remained calm and composed, smiling as he untied a yellow rubber tube.
"Do a skin test to see if you have an allergic reaction to tetanus."
"Ah, the skin test is so painful." Xing Kui said resistively, pulling up her left sleeve and exposing her left wrist obediently.
Good girl, Jiang Yuming thought, how could he possibly like Xing Kui? He likes wild and rebellious girls.
Jiang Yuming lifted up Xing Kui's left wrist. The wrist was very thin, so it was no surprise that he could hold it completely with one hand. The rubber tube was tied with snow-white, like handcuffs. Jiang Yuming's smile deepened. He patted Xing Kui's skin where the blood vessels were, and wiped it with disinfectant alcohol.
It didn't hurt at this point, and Xing Kui also had the leisure to observe Jiang Yuming's hands. They were very long and white, with cleanly trimmed nails. Because of years of using alcohol, the wrinkles at the knuckles were somewhat obvious. They were a pair of hands suitable for work.
No, Xing Kui, what are you thinking about?! Forgive her, forgive her. A wounded head is prone to wild thoughts.
Jiang Yuming pushed the needle to expel the air. The diameter of the needle for the skin test was only a few millimeters. A few drops of liquid medicine squeezed out from the slender needle. It was terrifying! Xing Kui turned her head away, not daring to look.
Li Chengchuan was standing on the right. Xing Kui didn't look up, and her sight angle was just right to see his hands, which were broad and also clean, with crescents on his nails.
The cold needle touched her skin, piercing the epidermis. "Mom!" Xing Kui felt a chill down her spine and instinctively grasped Li Chengchuan's hand.
Li Chengchuan was slightly startled. Just when he wanted to hold her back in surprise, Xing Kui let go and grabbed Jiang Yuming's white coat.
As soon as she felt the temperature of patient number seven, she realized that he was a mysophobe! Or should she hold the doctor's, eh? But what if Dr. Jiang was sick?
Jiang Yuming just glanced at his clothes when Xing Kui suddenly let go of him and grabbed Li Chengchuan again.
That's not right, Xing Kui, you can just grab your own quilt. She realized it later and was about to withdraw her hand, but her hand was in the hand of patient number seven and she couldn't pull it back.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless: "It hurts!" As the needle pushed into the skin, Xing Kui's eyes widened, and for a moment he forgot everything. He lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and chanted like a mantra, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."
How adorable! Jiang Yuming recalled his internship when he was giving injections to children. Some of the children would sniff the back of their hands and cry out in pain.
Xing Kui gave him the feeling of being even cuter than the child who was screaming "pain, pain, pain". She looked really beautiful with her eyes and nose puckered up. Her lips were pink in the surveillance video and in reality too, looking more like a sweet peach.
Li Chengchuan shouldn't mind that his fiancée's lips look like delicious peaches, right?
Jiang Yuming glanced at his good brother opposite him. He stared at Xing Kui motionlessly without paying any attention to him. Aha, he certainly wouldn't mind. He just thought it was delicious, but he didn't really eat it.
The needle was about to be pushed to the bottom. Jiang Yuming looked at the frightened Xing Kui with a smile: "Don't hurt, don't hurt. It's almost over, good boy."
Good boy?
What did Jiang Yuming call his fiancée?
Li Chengchuan suddenly turned cold and his eyes were like long thorns, piercing Jiang Yuming as a warning. The latter shrugged calmly and pulled out the skin test needle. He had worked in pediatrics, and calling patients good children was just a professional habit.
Xing Kui was very pleased to be called a good kid. She loved being praised at the moment. She opened her eyes and smelled the reassuring scent of disinfectant on Jiang Yuming.
In fact, Dr. Jiang wore a medical surgical mask properly, which was very good for the patients. The nurse who pricked her finger four times before did not wear a mask.
Jiang Yuming untied the rubber tube and held Xing Kui's wrist. Stared at by Xing Kui's almond-shaped eyes, he unconsciously slowed down.
"Too slow." Li Chengchuan stared at him and couldn't help but urge him harshly.
Xing Kui also felt that she couldn't wait to rescue her hand from Patient No. 7. The injection was already completed, why didn't Patient No. 7 let her go!
Li Chengchuan understood the meaning of her gaze: a heart attack, with no one to talk to.
"I have completed the hospitalization procedures, Kuikui." The door of the ward opened and an older woman walked in. She looked somewhat similar to Xing Kui.
"Mom!" Seeing Xing's mother, the helpless Xing Kui seemed to grab the oar, and her watery eyes lit up.
Mom? Xing Kui's mother? Mother-in-law?!
Li Chengchuan, who was already standing straight, stood even straighter. He lowered his eyes to look at his upper and lower body. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, and his appearance was quite decent. If he had known earlier, he would not have untied his tie.
He glanced at Jiang Yuming's clothes and frowned slightly. Jiang Yuming, wearing a white coat, looked more decent than him.
However, when the patient's family came to the ward, Jiang Yuming strangely did not move. Li Chengchuan looked down along his line of sight.
Jiang Yuming had held Xing Kui's fingers at some point, and there were needle holes on four of the five fingers of his left hand.
It only takes one prick to measure blood sugar, so why was Xing Kui pricked four times?
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