Having become a good doctor after a long illness, Rong Henian didn't notice anything at first, but later he sniffed out the clues in the low-quality perfume in the car.

"Then you have to go to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Without saying a word, He Tian got into the police car ahead.

With the police car clearing the way, they went to the hospital as quickly as possible.

And this time I went to the nearby Third Hospital.

The doctors of the third hospital are very professional and well-trained. I heard that two of the injured people were gangsters, so they have more staff in charge.

Even during the rescue process, the police took the initiative to use handcuffs to prevent the two from escaping.

Everyone treated Feng Chuyue, a victim, with a lot of care.

Feng Chuyue's injury was actually not serious.

It's because her body is not as strong as that in the cultivation world, so her resistance to drugs is average, but she has already given herself two injections, and now she only needs another infusion from the hospital, and she will wake up soon come over.

As for the injury on her forehead, Rong Henian told the hospital that it was a secondary injury, and she had a concussion not long ago, so the hospital did special treatment for it.

I took a picture of her first, and found that there was nothing serious, but I also said that after the person woke up, he had to take another picture, and after the re-examination, it was confirmed that no serious injuries were caused before he was discharged from the hospital.

Rong Henian did not leave, and stayed by Feng Chuyue's bedside.

To be exact, he is now sharing the same ward with Feng Chuyue.

Because he was too brave to hug someone before, he was overworked and his body couldn't bear it, so he was also hospitalized.

On the contrary, Feng Chuyue had excellent physical strength and woke up soon.

When she woke up, except for her head being a little groggy, she was full of energy.

Seeing that Rong Henian was also hospitalized, she was a little confused for a moment.

"Young Master Rong, what is this?"

Rong Henian was calm and composed: "It's okay, I'm just not feeling well, and you're in the hospital again, so I'll just stay here."

As for the fact that he was overworked because he was carrying her into the car, he had already ordered her to keep his mouth shut.

In short, no one is allowed to mention it in front of Feng Chuyue.

It is really embarrassing for a man to carry a little girl weighing about [-] catties so exhausted that he was hospitalized.

Ah Xiang and the others kept their mouths tightly shut, so naturally they would not take the initiative to tell others that their young master was not physically strong.

But Feng Chuyue is a doctor.

She pulled out the needle that was almost finished with the infusion, turned over and got out of bed, and went to the next door to feel Rong Henian's pulse.

When he realized that his pulse was weak and it was caused by fatigue, he frowned.

"What have you done? You're so tired. Does your Rong family have anything? Do you still need you to do some physical labor?"

"Look at how tired you are. If you didn't know it, you'd think you carried a fat pig weighing two hundred catties."

Feng Chuyue didn't remember Rong Henian hugging her at all, she thought that it was Ah Xiang who hugged her from the beginning to the end.

Ah Xiang?

He couldn't hold back, and secretly laughed.

Rong Henian glanced at him, and Ah Xiang decisively shut up.

But Feng Chuyue had already seen it.

She felt something was wrong, so she went to see Rong Henian.

And Rong Henian touched his nose: "Two hundred catties won't be enough, maybe a hundred catties."

"Are you really hugging a big fat pig?" Feng Chuyue couldn't tell whether he was joking, or...

and many more!

Something seems wrong.

With Rong Henian's status as noble and precious, who would let him hug a pig, even for trivial things like moving bricks, he wouldn't be needed.

There are so many bodyguards around him, there is no need for him to do it himself.

The only person who could have been hugged by him may be himself.

Feng Chuyue: "...you didn't hug me, did you?" You may not believe me, but I actually called myself a big fat pig.

"Then what, I weigh 49.5KG, not over a hundred."

That pound was her last stubbornness.

Of course Rong Henian didn't care if she weighed over a hundred or not.

"It's because I don't exercise normally, otherwise I wouldn't..." Rong Henian lowered his eyes.

Now that he has been punctured, he no longer has the embarrassment he had before.

It's not that he can't hold her, it's just that he is weak.

People who take medicine all the year round and exercise less will be weaker, which is normal.

But is he not good at all?

That's not true, although Rong Henian didn't exercise all year round, he also practiced martial arts.

The intensity is too high, but he will practice some boxing methods for health and fitness every morning.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have cooperated tacitly with Feng Chuyue on the plane.

The lack of strength is not because he really has no strength, but because his body is dragged down.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Chuyue caught Rong Henian's pulse again, "I forgot that proper sweating is also detoxification."

"You are so tired from hugging me this time, but it's also a coincidence. It's a blessing in disguise."

"You have to practice more in the future. You can't stop exercising because your body is too weak. Sweating a little every day will not kill you."

"Besides, I told you before that the poison in your body has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. If you want to completely remove it, you will hurt the root. Maybe you won't be able to survive at all."

"But if you exercise every day, it's also good for your body if you sweat a little bit."

Rong Henian: "...OK."

Unexpectedly, there will be such a reversal.

But he also felt that after exercising, the blocked meridians in his body seemed to be dredged, and even every pore of his body was stretched.

If this continues, will he really get better soon?

"Then can I leave the hospital with you?"

He didn't want to stay in the hospital, it was boring.

"of course."

Feng Chuyue didn't think that Rong Henian needed to be hospitalized for a long time.

"When I give you an injection, you can be discharged from the hospital."

Since he got a blessing in disguise this time, Feng Chuyue decided to strike while the iron was hot and recuperate his body once.

Rong Henian didn't ask her, and Feng Chuyue didn't take the initiative to tell her about the two rapists.

"My stuff, have you seen it?"

There is also her gold needle in that bag, and that set of needles must not be lost, it is the status symbol of the young master of the mysterious doctor school.

Although the modern metaphysician school can no longer recognize this symbol of identity.

But that set of gold needles was specially made for her by my junior uncle, and Feng Chuyue cherishes it very much.

"I asked Ah Xiang to put it away for you."

Rong Henian looked at Ah Xiang.

Ah Xiang went to the drawer of the hospital bed next to Feng Chuyue and took out her bag and mobile phone.

The phone was stained with blood, and the chain of the bag strangled Zhang Dazhuang's neck.

Feng Chuyue only glanced at it, a little disgusted.

She took out the golden needle inside and walked to Rong Henian's bedside.

"Undress."

Rong Henian was very cooperative without her saying anything.

But at this moment, someone pushed the door open and entered.

It was the nurse who came to change the water, followed by He Tian.

When the two came in, they saw Feng Chuyue sitting beside Rong Henian's bed, and Rong Henian was taking off his clothes.

No matter how they look at it, something is wrong.

He Tian: "Are we disturbing you two?"

The nurse has already reprimanded: "Nonsense, one of you is exhausted, the other is in a coma, and you just woke up now, how can you do such a thing?"

"Also, this is a hospital, do you think this is yourself or a hotel?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like