Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

Gu Jin kept holding her in his arms, soothing the extremely disturbed girl with a gentle voice.

The guards of the Yu family who were guarding the door couldn't help being moved when they heard the voice inside.

The voice inside was too sad, and from the crying, they could hear the despair of the girl inside.

Which one of them has seen countless blood, but their methods have always been decisive and straightforward.

They couldn't understand the pain of the girl inside, but the voice that reached their ears was like a blade weeping blood.

There is a good saying, killing is nothing more than nodding, how much hatred has driven a girl to this point.

After half an hour, the movement in the ward gradually weakened.

Ma Qiaolan's mood finally slowly improved.

Gu Jin let go of his arms around her, and helped her to the hospital bed to lie down.

Ma Qiaolan held her hand tightly all the time.

Looking at the blood on the back of her hand, Gu Jin whispered softly: "We are in the hospital now, you still need to continue the infusion, I'll call the doctor to give you a new injection, okay?"

Hearing the doctor, Ma Qiaolan nodded obediently.

This surprised Gu Jin a little.

She will also think that the other party is very repulsive to approach others.

But seeing her nodding in agreement, Gu Jin called the guards outside the door to call the doctor over.

The person who came was the same doctor who treated Ma Qiaolan's injuries before.

Gu Jin glanced at the other party's badge. It turned out that the other party's name was Wang Chao.

The first thing Wang Chao saw when he entered the ward was that Ma Qiaolan's hand that had been infused with the infusion before was swollen, and there was still dried blood on the back of the hand.

He frowned slightly and walked towards the hospital bed.

Ma Qiaolan, who was leaning on the hospital bed, didn't feel disgusted when she saw strangers.

She looked at Wang Chao in a white coat, and there was even a look of eagerness in her eyes.

Gu Jin had a panoramic view of this scene, and a thought slowly rose in her heart.

Wang Chao walked to the hospital bed and said in a dissatisfied voice, "Your hand is swollen, and it won't go away in a few days. Take out the other hand and give the injection again."

Hearing this, Ma Qiaolan obediently put her hand in front of the man.

Ever since Wang Chao walked into the ward, her eyes never left him.

In other words, Ma Qiaolan's eyes were fixed on Wang Chao's white coat.

Wang Chao didn't feel anything wrong, he squeezed Ma Qiaolan's hand, looking for the blood vessels in her hand.

Find the position, sterilize, drop the needle, a series of actions are fast and accurate.

After infusing the liquid again, he adjusted the speed of the liquid again, turned around and was about to leave.

Ever since he ate a bun last night, he hasn't stopped this night.

There were three patients sent here, and none of them were worry-free.

Wang Chao turned around, covered his mouth and yawned, preparing to leave the room.

As soon as he took a step, he couldn't move forward.

A force behind him forced him to stop.

Wang Chao turned around and saw a swollen hand clutching his overalls tightly.

Not only was he stunned, even Gu Jin who was sitting by the bed raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ma Qiaolan tightly grabbed Wang Chao's white coat, and didn't look up at him, just stuck in a stalemate.

After Wang Chao was stunned, a little helplessness appeared on his face.

When the girl was delivered, he guessed what had happened to her.

Although he is a surgeon, he has also studied psychology, so he knows that this girl must have a short-term post-traumatic stress disorder.

In a situation like this, the patient cannot be stimulated and needs to be comforted.

But he has been busy all night, and the shift will be handed over in two hours, so he needs to find a place to squat for a while.

Thinking about the people and things at home gave him even more headaches.