How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1409 Little Pudding, Husband Calls You Home 126 Give me a blood transfusion... What does it mean?
Even an outsider weighs more in her heart than him.

Liang Mo was full of displeasure, humming and chirping: "I know, Mom, do you think I look like that kind of person? Just curious, I'm making you anxious..."

"Cut~"

"Oh mom, what do you mean? I'm your own son."

"Cut~"

"Mom, I'll be angry if you do this again. I'm really angry."

"Cut~"

"..."

……

In a daze, I always feel uncomfortable.

When I opened my eyes, the room was unusually quiet, only the faint light from the desk lamp.

It's hot all around.

Pudding turned around in the man's arms with difficulty, clearly feeling that the clothes on his body were almost soaked.

She got up and touched his forehead with her little hand, only to realize that she was sweating a lot, and even her breathing was a little short.

It looks very uncomfortable.

She was a little scared, so she shook him: "Little brother, little brother?"

As if trapped in a nightmare from which he couldn't break free, the center of his brows was deeply pressed, his face was pale, but the color of his lips revealed an almost bright red.

But she never responded.

Pudding got out of bed, forgot his shoes, and ran to the doctor barefoot.

Several doctors and nurses trotted over to conduct various examinations. The heartbeat was fast, but the blood pressure was extremely low.

Obviously it has something to do with excessive blood loss.

Standing by the side, Pudding watched them hastily hang up the injection and infusion, and was terrified: "Doctor, what's wrong with him? Is there something wrong?"

The doctor smiled and comforted her: "Madam, please don't worry, sir just gave you too much blood transfusion, and you are weak for a while, just add a little more nutrition."

Sir just gave you too much blood transfusion...

Give you too much blood...

Pudding was stunned, and just stared at him blankly: "Give me a blood transfusion... What do you mean?"

"..."

One sentence instantly changed the expressions of the doctors and nurses in the room.

Obviously, this matter is still a secret from her side.

But they were accidentally stabbed out.

This let Mr. President know, why not eat them?

The face of the doctor who was talking to her turned pale, and he stumbled a few times before saying: "I mean, Mr. has been working day and night all year round, and he is too tired to do this."

lie!

He just said that he gave her a blood transfusion!
Shouldn't she be the one who gave him the blood transfusion?

Wasn't it because he needed her blood that he stole her from the presidential palace and drew her once a month...

As if she suddenly thought of something, she was in a trance and couldn't stand still, and staggered back a few steps.

The nurse hurriedly supported her: "Ma'am, are you okay? Otherwise, I'll take you to the next ward to rest first?"

Pudding didn't hear her, and didn't follow her.

Her head was buzzing, something was bumping back and forth in her mind, and her head was about to explode.

No wonder... No wonder he had to cover her eyes with a black cloth every time he drew blood to prevent her from seeing it!
No wonder he rarely touched cigarettes or alcohol.

No wonder when he was locked up in the backyard of the Presidential Palace, there were always so many people serving him with delicious food and drinks, all of which were nourishing Qi and blood...

No wonder every time he got into trouble, he was released safe and sound.

I thought it was because of my work that I couldn't live without him, but it turns out... is it because of her?

But... why did she have to give her a blood transfusion?

What's up with her?
She heard her trembling voice: "Doctor, am I terminally ill? Am I suffering from some incurable disease..."

(End of this chapter)