In the family-only building of the Chengjia Hospital, the director on duty personally examined Ling Shuang and cautiously opened a long examination list.

Cheng Sihan pulled the list from the director's hand, including blood drawing, B-ultrasound, CT, MRI... He just listed all the items that could be named and those that could not be named.

Cheng Sihan frowned while looking at the project, and made a "tsk" sound. The shift director's already trembling hands shook even more.

The incident of having my uterus removed a few months ago is still fresh in my mind.

The cruelty of the master in front of me is no joke. In addition, the female mistress is really not in good spirits. Without a comprehensive examination, in case of misdiagnosis, the director’s body parts will not be known. Which one is missing?

"Do a blood draw first!" Cheng Sihan threw the form back to the supervisor on duty, "If there is any problem, we will do further inspection!"

Cheng Sihan didn't even glance at the shift teacher out of the corner of his eye. His eyes were only on Ling Shuang's face, which was paler than a white paper. He was really afraid that he would fall down if he was subjected to a lot of inspections. It's time for the little guy to faint again.

"Yes……"

The director on duty changed the medical order, and soon a nurse came to draw Ling Shuang's blood.

Seeing a dozen blood collection tubes placed in the car pushed by the nurse, Cheng Sihan frowned again and said, "Are you going to donate blood?"

The nurse was already trembling, but when Cheng Sihan questioned her, cold sweat suddenly fell from her temples, and she looked at the shift director with pleading eyes.

"First... let's do a routine blood draw..." The supervisor on duty was holding the trolley, and he could hardly stand.

This nurse was an experienced nurse. After calming down, she picked up the tools and started operating. However, the pressure from the low air pressure was too strong, and her hands could not stop shaking slightly.

How could Ling Shuang not be aware of the depressing atmosphere in the ward? When the nurse was applying iodine on her, she raised her eyelids and looked at Cheng Sihan, and said coldly: "Let someone take care of your chest!"

"It doesn't matter!" Cheng Sihan almost forgot about the injury on his chest.

Ling Shuang said nothing more, lowered her eyes, and said "It's up to you!"

Cheng Sihan couldn't stand such cold treatment, so he looked at the supervisor on duty and said in a deep voice: "Help me deal with it!"

After saying that, he walked to the other corner of the ward.

"well……"

The supervisor on duty took the wound treatment tools and medicine from the cart and followed him in a cold sweat.

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Ling Shuang gratefully. She quickly completed the blood draw and pushed the trolley to the supervisor on duty. She looked at him sympathetically and took half the tube on the pretext of sending it for examination. He ran out of the ward with blood and oil on his feet.

After drawing blood, Ling Shuang glanced coldly at Cheng Sihan who was treating the wound, then lay down and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Ling Shuang heard the shift director leave and Zhou Yi came in. He changed Cheng Sihan's clothes and said something under his breath.

Ling Shuang really hated this VIP ward at this time. Why was it built so big to live alone? She stretched her ears and only heard Zhou Yi mentioning the material dealer. Hold on for the time being...

Even though it was just a few words, it was enough to make Ling Shuang nervous.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Ling Shuang may have woken up too violently, and a wave of nausea rushed from her abdomen to her throat.

Maybe my stomach was empty and I just retched a few times.

Cheng Sihan rushed over and swept Ling Shuang's back, frowning and saying, "Ling Qi's affairs have been suppressed for the time being. No one will bother him these days!"

Ling Shuang exhaled a long breath before taking the warm water handed over by Zhou Yi and taking a gentle sip.

By placing the water cup, he avoided Cheng Sihan's touch without leaving any trace.

How could Cheng Sihan not feel Ling Shuang's deliberate alienation.

He winked at Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi went out knowingly.

Hearing the sound of the ward door being closed, Cheng Sihan sat down on the hospital bed and pulled Ling Shuang back, who had just laid down on the hospital bed with her cold back facing him.

"I helped Ling Qi, shouldn't you thank me?" Cheng Sihan caught Ling Shuang's face that wanted to turn away with his tiger's mouth, and raised his lips evilly.

"Thank you!" Ling Shuang reluctantly thanked her, her eyes cold and chilling.

Cheng Sihan frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "This is not sincere enough!"

After speaking, he leaned over and wanted to kiss Ling Shuang's lips.

Ling Shuang took the opportunity to bite Cheng Sihan's jaw stuck, without mercy.

"Hiss~" Cheng Sihan felt pain and took his hand out from under Ling Shuang's mouth.

Live it!

Cheng Sihan read two words from Ling Shuang's white eyes.

His eyes moved down, stopping on Ling Shuang's bloodless lips, and he swallowed unbearably.

The sickly Ling Shuang is like the cold moon, echoing her name. It is in huge contrast with the cute and active personality in the past. With her frail body and fragile morbidity, the man just wants to rub her into his arms and take pity on her. .

If it weren't for the uncomfortable look on her face after vomiting three or four times, Cheng Sihan would have pinned her down long ago and made her obedient.

Cheng Sihan grabbed the glass of water left by Ling Shuang just now and drank it in one gulp to soothe his dry throat.

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