Chapter 46 Hospitalized Again (2)

Wushuang was also really in pain, before she could think about anything else, she continued to cry on his shoulder, as if such a warm and broad shoulder could relieve some of her pain.

Mu Jinchen touched her small face, it was so pale and pale, to prevent herself from crying, she still bit her lower lip tightly, and she could see bloodshot eyes, Mu Jinchen's brows were wrinkled.

He stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, "Stop biting, your lips are bleeding, bite here." He said, pressing Wushuang's head on his shoulder.

He said to Qidong again, "Drive faster, don't worry about the red light."

Qidong was shocked all the way, people who didn't know definitely thought that Jing Wushuang was the young master's lover, he couldn't see the expression on his face, it was a kind of empathy, full of heartache.

He responded with a "yes" and increased his strength.

Mu Jinchen finally understood the meaning of the phrase "women are made of water". After a while, his entire shoulder was soaked.

He didn't know how much pain it would take to make a girl cry like this.

Fortunately, there is also a hospital near the film and television base, and the nearest hospital is within ten minutes.

As soon as the car stopped, Mu Jinchen carried Wushuang out. She didn't say a word the whole time, she kept her hands on her stomach and kept crying.

Arriving in the emergency room in a hurry, Qidong chased him in, and hurried to the hospital to identify himself and explain his purpose.

Soon a nurse pushed the emergency bed over.

Mu Jinchen gently put Wushuang on it, and only then did he realize that the girl is very light, so light that she only weighs so much, so young, so alive, and not long ago she smiled at him as sweetly as maltose .

Now he is lying lifelessly on the white hospital bed. For the first time, he knew that there was nothing he could do. He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. The feeling of going around.

It was only later that he realized that from that time on, any bad thing about Jing Wushuang was a burden that he could not bear in his life.

He reached out and touched her head, "Good boy, it's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Then watched the nurse push her away.

He had the urge to smoke again, thinking that this was a hospital, he held back again.

"Qidong, will Wushuang be okay?"

The word Wushuang came out of his mouth so naturally, as if they had known each other for a long, long time.

"Master, don't worry. Generally speaking, acute gastritis is a minor problem, which can be easily resolved."

Mu Jinchen frowned, "Then why is she in such pain?"

"This……"

Qidong is not Jing Wushuang, how does he know why she is in such pain?

But young master, for a woman you've only known for two days, you can't wait to hurt yourself. Isn't this kind of concern a little too much?

"Master, everyone's ability to bear is different. Some people are particularly sensitive to pain, and even a little bit of pain will feel extremely painful."

"It must be very painful. She twisted her foot last night and didn't cry, did she?"

It's hard for Qidong to say anything else. Speaking of which, Jing Wushuang is quite unlucky. He was admitted to the hospital yesterday, and he was admitted again today. Both times, he was brought in by her young master. It really makes people don't know what to say.

Fortunately, the doctor came out not long after, otherwise Qidong might have to discuss with the young master all the time whether women are afraid of pain or not.