Demon concubine

Chapter 130 The Stars Hold the Moon.001
Forcibly put his legs back on the bed, with a little force, and accidentally shook his wound, but in the panic, she didn't notice his wrinkled eyebrows in pain, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Not gentle at all." He had a sullen face, expressing dissatisfaction, but his voice was as low as a mosquito.

Soon several doctors rushed to the operating table, looked at his piercing eyes, and opened their mouths in surprise.

He was lying unconscious on the operating table just now, but now he seemed to be a different person, as if he was completely different from the one who was shot.

But they didn't go up to ask directly, they just put him in a clean and comfortable ward first.

After repeated examinations by the doctor, it was found that except for the chest injury and his relatively weak body, there was no danger to his life. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

The voice was a little impatient: "Okay, I've said it all, I'm fine, I don't need blood transfusion."

The doctor was so scared by his aura that he was sweating profusely. After all, he felt that he was a bit unusual. He obviously bled so much, and the bullet pierced his heart with a distance of one millimeter. For a normal person, in such a In most cases, you will basically lie in the hospital for several months and require a large amount of blood transfusion.

But for this tall and tall man with long hair at this moment, it seemed that he had just suffered a little scratch, and he expressed his dissatisfaction with his inquiry vigorously.

The doctor was very curious, but seeing his cold appearance and an irresistible sense of distance from his body, they were all speechless, not knowing how to continue asking.

His body seemed to exude an aura of an emperor forever, and the sense of oppression made them swallow their words abruptly.

The doctors all looked at each other with helplessness and complexity in their eyes, but they finally retreated.

As soon as the doctor left, the reporters waiting at the door had rushed forward, catching Qiqi and Xia Ruize a little by surprise.

On the other hand, Mo Chen just coldly shot at the crowd around him, with smiles all over his face, pointing at himself with some kind of crap in his hand.

"May I ask your surname, sir?" A taller and more delicate girl had a blush on her face, her voice was trembling, and she looked nervous.

Mo Chen cast his cold eyes on her sparkling eyes, coldly, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

But the girl's heart, a man like him who is cold and icicle-like in his eyes, seems to have more magic power to attract girls' attention.

The woman was not frightened by his eyes, but the blush on her face became more obvious, reaching the ears. When he looked at her, her mind went blank for a few seconds.

When all the female reporters behind him saw his deep eyes and his majestic appearance, their hearts seemed to be in danger of suffocation at that moment. The hearts fell together and beat wildly in the body.

Soon, everyone began to send a series of questions to him like a crowd.

"Where are you from?"

"May I ask what your current job is?"

"May I ask why you have such long hair? Girls rarely have such long hair?"

"Just now we clearly witnessed that you were shot in the chest, dripping with blood, but now you seem to be unscathed? Oh... no, why do you seem to have only suffered a slight injury?"

(End of this chapter)