I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

839 Chapter 839, witness

Gu Xinzhou was tortured so much that she couldn't bear to live.

She grabbed the quilt with both hands and bit it hard, her whole face wrinkled together.

The muffled sound continued.

A blood pressure monitor is wrapped around her arm, and a heart rate patch is attached to her wrist.

Shen Shiqing wiped the sweat off her face from time to time, but his eyes were mainly fixed on the laptop on the bedside table, because Gu Xinzhou's vital signs data were all connected to his computer.

Sometimes she was about to die, but she still persisted stubbornly. If Shen Shiqing could see through the data, he would immediately take some rescue measures for her.

And she has only experienced it for a few days, and her physical condition has become worse and worse, and she is a little bit hard to resist, so now she has oxygen inserted into the tip of her nose, a needle in the back of the other foot, and glucose infusion. She looks worse than when she first started. Be embarrassed.

Song Zhen entered the glass greenhouse gently.

I heard Gu Xinzhou's miserable humming in the room.

His heart tightened!
The worst thing happened!

Song Zhen put his hand against the door panel and wanted to push it away, but he thought that the needle might be being administered inside, so he went in rashly. If Gu Xinzhou panicked or Shen Shiqing was interrupted, the treatment might be biased. Gu Xinzhou Isn't the previous sin for nothing?

Song Zhen stood at the door with difficulty.

Shen Shiqing was also engrossed in taking care of the patient, and did not notice anything unusual at the door.

Gu Xinzhou's blood pressure dropped all the way, Shen Shiqing immediately stepped forward and patted Gu Xinzhou's cheek hard: "Ugly, you must not die! If you die, Song Zhen will skin me!"

He started deliberately pissing her off again, driving her crazy, driving her crazy.

He knew it was annoying, but he really couldn't think of anything else in this situation.

And this method does work.

Enraged, Gu Xinzhou loosened her teeth and stared at him viciously: "Who are you calling ugly! You are the ugly, and your whole family is ugly!"

"I'm talking about you, and I don't know why Song Zhen fell in love with you, so hold on!"

"You bastard! Shen Shiqing, you are ugly, your whole family is ugly and crazy!"

"Well, where is my mobile phone, I want to record it for you, so that Song Zhen can look back at you!"

"Ah! Don't record it! Shen Shiqing!"

Shen Shiqing stared at the computer, saw her vital signs tending to improve due to her strong sense of survival, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, it's not just that Gu Xinzhou's life is worse than death every time he undergoes treatment, even Shen Shiqing's is the same.

There is a lot of pressure when the needle is inserted, and nervousness after the needle is completed.

He was very afraid that something would happen to Gu Xinzhou.

Song Zhen stood at the door, anxious.

He knew that Shen Shiqing was a gentleman, and he treated women with more respect, and would not rashly irritate them.

What happened just now must be because Gu Xinzhou's condition is not good, so Shen Shiqing did it on purpose.

Song Zhen waited silently.

Wait until there is no sound in the room.

When Shen Shiqing pulled out half of the needle, Gu Xinzhou fell asleep as usual.

Shen Shiqing pulled out the needle step by step.

After pulling it out, he opened the door.

I almost lost the pot in my hand.

He looked at Song Zhen for a long time before he could say, "Hi, how are you?"

Song Zhen glared at him fiercely, and through the opened door, he saw Gu Xinzhou who was in a state of embarrassment and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

She's wearing a fancy pair of jeans.

One side is long and the other is short.

On the short side, a long leg was exposed, covered with needle holes, and mottled with bruises, very pitiful!
(End of this chapter)