Chapter 26: Wrong (Part 8)
"Lu Yan." Seeing him lower his head and remain silent, Shi Han apologized again sincerely, "I really didn't mean it."
Lu Yan opened his pale thin lips and said, "Don't you like..." Don't like?
"What?"
"Nothing?" Lu Yan continued to walk forward.
Like him, she also likes him.
Even if she doesn't like him, she has to like him.
On the eighth floor of the hospital, all the patients lying there are critically ill.
Through the glass, Lu Yan pointed to an old lady with gray hair inside.
"놖 Grandma, the doctor said she won't wake up."
"Do you come every day?"
"I'll come when I'm free, and sit in the corridor and watch her when I'm not." She was clearly alive, but she looked like she was dead.
"Everything will be fine."
"Will it?" Lu Yan turned his head to look at Shi Han's profile. "Tell me, if you work hard, will you get what you want?"
"Of course, you will get what you want." Shi Han turned his head and smiled at him, "You are so filial and hardworking, you will shine one day."
"..." Lu Yan retracted his gaze, "Thank you."
"You..." Shi Han was about to ask about the rich woman when his cell phone rang.
After she got through, she found out that the admissions office of Imperial Capital University asked her to fill out the admission form today.
She promised, "I will definitely get there as soon as possible."
Lu Yan, who was standing not far away, followed Shi Han's movements with his eyes. When he heard that she was about to leave, he pursed his lips.
He looked at her injured hand, then turned his palm downward and pressed it on the angular armrest next to him.
With a little force, a blood mark slowly appeared on the palm of his hand.
Blood dripped onto the ground along the lines of his palms, and Lu Yan watched expressionlessly.
"Why is your hand bleeding?!" Shi Han hung up the phone and turned around to see Lu Yan's fingers covered in blood.
"I scratched it accidentally. If you have something urgent to do, you can go first. It's okay."
As soon as Lu Yan finished speaking, his body swayed and Shi Han quickly supported him.
He looked very tired, squinting his eyes as he continued to explain, "It's okay, just a little hypoglycemic."
"It's okay. Everyone fainted." Shi Han tried hard to support Lu Yan.
To make things easier, she grabbed Lu Yan's arm and placed it on her other shoulder, with one hand on his heart and the other on his back.
From behind, the two look like a close couple.
But at this moment, Shi Han didn't feel anything wrong. He just kept staring at Lu Yan's expression.
When he half-closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he looked a bit lazy. His thin lips faded a bit, but he looked more fragile and in need of protection.
It looks like a wounded little wolfhound.
Her mind was filled with heartache, and she paid no attention to anything else.
Lu Yan hugged the girl in his arms as he wished. "I heard that you seem to be in a hurry. Don't worry about it."
He had lost some strength in speaking, and although he asked Shi Han to leave, he didn't loosen his grip on her at all.
"It's not urgent, it's not important at all." Shi Han supported Lu Yan and tried to move forward. Normally, nurses would often pass by in the corridor, but now she turned her head and looked for a while, but didn't see a doctor passing by.
The two walked more than ten meters with difficulty, and finally a nurse saw them.
The female nurse stepped forward to help, and Lu Yan frowned, "No, I'm much better."
In order not to be exposed, he leaned against the wall and rested for a few seconds, while Shi Han patted his back anxiously.
The two of them got off the elevator and went to the trauma department on the second floor. The doctor used alcohol to disinfect the area, and Lu Yan deliberately stepped back without making a sound.
Shi Han happened to see this movement.
Afraid of pain? !
She said to the doctor: "Doctor, be gentler!"
doctor:"……"
When he was detecting the heartbeat just now, he saw a long scar on the chest of the patient in front of him.
If he guessed correctly, the treatment environment for this injury must have been quite harsh, and the stitches used to suture the wound were crude.
How could a man who endures such pain be afraid of a little alcohol disinfection?
Tell him to be gentle, make sure he is not joking!
(End of this chapter)
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