Chapter 193: Correct Use of Mind Reading



Old man Chen frowned. Sedative?

After the surgical anesthesia wears off, people feel pain and do become a little irritable, but not to the extent of taking a sedative...

The fourth brother touched Su Weiwei's forehead and said, "Weiwei, is it painful?"

Several grown men were stunned for a moment.

Yes, they are thick-skinned and not afraid of pain, but Weiwei is a girl, so she must be afraid of pain.

Doctor Zhuang smiled and said, "Have you considered giving her a vaccination? Actually, she will feel better if she does, but it's okay if she doesn't. She can just endure it for a few days and it will pass..."

Old Man Chen shook his head and said, "Then fight!"

It hurts so much, why should their girl endure it?

Doctor Zhuang was delighted and was about to speak when he saw a cold-looking man walk in. He said coldly, "No fight."

Lu Yushi's eyes turned slightly cold and he glanced at Doctor Zhuang.

Doctor Zhuang had never done such a thing before, and he was shocked.

Lu Yushi suddenly stopped and looked at Doctor Zhuang again.

Is there something wrong with this doctor?

"Which school did you graduate from?" Lu Yushi asked coldly.

Doctor Zhuang quickly calmed down and said, "I graduated from Peking University Medical School..."

Lu Yushi's heart sank. If he remembered correctly, there were students from the Peking University Health Science Center among the schools sponsored by Yun Qing.

Ever since he knew that Yun Qing wanted to kill Su Weiwei, Lu Yushi felt that there was something wrong with everything related to her.

He raised his hand and pressed Dr. Zhuang's shoulder, saying meaningfully: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

Doctor Zhuang was panicking and forced a smile: "What are you talking about?"

[He looks familiar... Who is he... Did he know something? ]

[Have I overlooked this person, or did he see something...]

Just from these two sentences, Lu Yushi could tell that there was indeed something wrong with this doctor.

"Zhuang Yan." He withdrew his hand and glanced at Doctor Zhuang's name tag.

Zhuang Yan nodded, feeling suffocated by the strong pressure from Lu Yushi, and said "I'll go get busy first" and left in a hurry.

Lu Yushi sneered and turned around, then he saw seven pairs of eyes staring at him in the ward.

He stood there with a cold expression.

Su Weiwei had just finished crying and looked at Lu Yushi with red eyes.

Why did this bastard suddenly come here?

No, before she fainted, it seemed like he lifted the car to save her...

This made Su Weiwei even more puzzled, and she even suspected that Lu Yushi was possessed by a ghost!

Su Weiwei, who had been crying sadly just now, was so shocked that she hiccuped unconsciously.

Lu Yushi was speechless for a moment.

At this time, Xiaochun came in holding a large bouquet of pink roses. The bouquet was so big that it almost blocked his vision.

Not only that, he was holding a lunch box in his left hand and a basket of fruit in his right hand. As soon as he entered the room, he bumped into Lu Yushi who was standing at the door.

Xiao Chun's mumbling thoughts immediately entered Lu Yushi's ears.

[…You said you wouldn’t buy anything! But you ended up buying so much anyway!]

[Just buy it, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just throw the flowers to me when you get close to the department... Oops, what did I bump into! ]

Lu Yushi had a blank expression on his face. He casually took the bouquet from Xiaochun's hand, looked at the bouquet of flowers on her bedside table, and walked over to put his bouquet there.

The huge bouquet of pink roses and baby's breath instantly overshadowed the flowers sent by the third senior brother.

Several senior brothers looked at Lu Yu with unfriendly expressions. If it weren't for the fact that he lifted the cart to save people, they would have thrown him out.

Su Weiwei was horrified: "Give it to... to me? Are you hiding a bomb in this flower?!"

Lu Yushi: “…”

Sure enough, he shouldn't have brought anything to visit her!


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