Doomsday Sanctuary

"It's okay! It's just that I didn't sleep all night, and things that didn't fit my eyes during two days of surgery were common!"

Ning Nan brushed her hair casually and said with a warm smile.

It was just that before her smile lasted long, there was a sudden shaking, and the whole body fell to the side as soon as she softened. At this moment, everyone was looking at Di Ping, and she was about to faint to the ground.

Di Ping's reaction was the quickest. He rushed over with a stride, held her to her without letting her fall, and then looked at Ning Nan, who was in pain with one hand on his temple. He asked anxiously, "Ning Nan. , What's wrong with you, are you sick?" Then he looked back at several already stupid medical voices and shouted, "Come here and see what's going on?"

"Oh....."

Only then did a few doctors react and hurriedly stepped forward to check. After a while, a middle-aged male doctor sighed with relief: "Chu Ning is overworked. The body is overdrawn too much. He needs a good rest. Relieve it!"

"Is it okay?"

Di Ping asked in disbelief.

"It's overwork!"

At this time, another middle-aged female doctor also reported to Di Ping after all.

"I'm fine! I'm just a little tired. Just rest!" Ning Nan, who was held in Di Ping's arms, felt Di Ping's thick chest and powerful arms, and the richness rushing straight into her nose. The masculine breath made her feel like a deer bumping into her heart, and her dizziness was a lot lighter. Watching Di Ping looked at her worriedly, her pretty face was ruddy and warm.

"Chief Ning, I wanted you to rest a long time ago. You just didn't listen. We will do the checking of the bed. You have been working for a day and a night, and you will really break down if you keep it up!"

At this time, a middle-aged male doctor said with a worried look.

"Town Lord, you don’t know how hard Chief Ning is! Chief Ning never came down on the operating table one day. He had more than 100 operations and only had a little meal. We all looked distressed, but how can we persuade you? She refuses to rest, please persuade her!"

At this time, a young female nurse looked at Di Ping with red eyes.

"That's it! We can't stand it anymore!"

Several other medical staff all said one after another.

"Look, you have caused public outrage, leave this to them! Follow the order and go back to rest with me!"

Di Ping looked at Ning Nan, who was tired and sallow, and his eyes were full of pity, and his voice was soft.

"OK then!"

Seeing the firmness in Di Ping’s eyes, Ning Nan knew that it’s not good to persevere, so she nodded, and then she looked at the other medical staff uneasy and said: "You should check the bed with dim sum. Solve! If you can’t solve it, come to me as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry! Director Ning!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Di Ping also looked at several doctors and said solemnly: "You have worked so hard. All the wounded must be taken care of. These people are all injured and shed blood for the sake of the sanctuary. If you need to mention it in time, you must ensure that All the wounded get the best treatment!"

"It's the city owner!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Di Ping half-held Ning Nan and walked out of the door. At this time, many wounded soldiers were awakened from the quarrel, but they didn’t say anything when they saw this scene. Most of them were rescued by Ning Nan. Needless to say, those who came here were grateful. They saw that Dr. Ning fainted. Although they saw that the lord was very excited, they knew that they could not make noise at this time.

Although Di Ping was holding Ning Nan halfway, his eyes still swept across every bed he passed, and he met every soldier, with encouragement and admiration in his eyes, which made many soldiers cry silently.

The blood they shed, their injuries, their desperate and hard work, the city lord has seen.

Moving is sometimes as simple as that. He doesn't need too much benefit or words. Maybe just a look is enough!