Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Xia Qingrou was anxiously pushing the wheelchair, looking for An Zhensheng's figure without aim.

She has been careful, she just put a pot of boiling water in the corridor, and Anzhen directly pulled out the needle and disappeared into her vision.

"Clean and soft here -" Luo Dianchen looked at Xia Qingrou not far away, and hurriedly waved at her.

After all, holding her An Zhensheng at this moment seems to have completely placed his weight on himself.

He breathed very lightly, with a unique breath, and gasped at her ear.

Back to the ward, An Zhensheng has no awareness. The right hand left a lot of blood because of the blood flow back, but Luo Ding did not notice, and now when I noticed it, I felt that the color of the blood was a bit shocking.

She just looked at An Zhensheng lying in bed, watching him encircle her in her psychological safety zone in an almost extreme way.

He is so afraid of losing, so he is not allowed to lose.

"39.3 ° C." The doctor re-tested his body temperature and his face was not very good. They said to them: "The nurse should have reminded you yesterday that the patient is suffering from acute pneumonia. It is life-threatening to burn like this!"

Xia Qing, standing on the side, gently slammed and said: "It is our fault."

“哎—” The doctor prescribed two antibiotics and once again said: “If there is a change in vital signs, press the nurse bell at any time, and the patient should be notified when he wakes up.”

The voice fell and the doctor left the room.

The disciples stayed in the summer and the soft and dusty face, and sighed helplessly.

Luo Dingchen thought that this matter had passed, and I did not expect that things would not be as smooth as she thought.

Because An Zhensheng has never been awake, Luo Dingchen and Xia Qingruo shift work, first went home to take a bath, and changed clothes for a lifetime.

Su Nian gave her a phone call and she didn't pick up. Su Nian gave her a second call and she did not pick up.

Until the third unfamiliar number sounded, Luo Dingfang only picked up the phone.

"Luo is dusty! Su Nian is now in the hands of Lao Tzu, you have to be okay with him, and immediately come to the abandoned building next to Baili Street."

The voice of Zhao Jinxuan came from the other end of the phone. Every word and every sentence of his words was cozy, and he was full of hatred for Luo Dian.

"Oh." She said indifferently, "What is it about me?"

"You don't think I don't dare, if you don't come, I will..."

"I am not a policeman. If you take the hostages to blackmail or tear the tickets, they have nothing to do with me."

When the voice fell, she hanged the phone directly!

Zhao Jinxuan at the end of the phone was half-dead and fell directly to the ground.

"Sister, what is the use of Su Nian's tie? She doesn't care about it!" Zhao Jinxuan paid a cry and looked at Su Nian, who had been stunned. He looked uncomfortable and said: "It looks like a gangster. Kung Fu really didn't have two things, and even dared to call us!"

In fact, the kidnapping of Su Nian is not a plan of Zhao Jinxuan. If it wasn’t because he had smashed two words outside the hospital, and a man suddenly rushed up, he wouldn’t start working on strangers.

"Since Luo Dust and Toast does not eat and drink fine wine, we will give her a look at the color." Liang Bingbing took a knife from his pocket and walked halfway to Su Nian's face, directly cutting his finger.

I saw a slap in her eyelids, biting her teeth: "Give her a video, I bet she will come."