Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 14 You have to be responsible
Under the glare of the sun, blood slid down between his fingers. I yelled inwardly, and ran downstairs in a hurry.

"I'm really sorry, let me take you in and bandage it, okay?"

The man in front of me was well dressed, exuding a natural coldness all over his body, his pair of black pupils stared at my face for a long time without saying a word.

I don't know what he was thinking, so I didn't dare to step forward rashly, said sorry several times in succession, stood there uneasy, lowered my head under his sharp gaze, and cursed Wang Haoyu, that bastard who deserved a thousand knives, in my heart, By the way, I also greeted the eighteen generations of Director Qian's ancestors. It's not hot, so why open the windows if you have nothing to do!

"I'm sorry, sir, my fiancée was careless just now..." Wang Haoyu, who came after me, saw me pinching my fingers in embarrassment, and uttered a voice to help.

"Come and help me." There was a big hand in front of me, and I frowned slightly. The voice sounded familiar. When I raised my head suddenly, most of the face that was not covered by his right hand seemed familiar. I blinked a few times, After a long search in my mind, Jiang Moyan!

"I'll help you." The neglected Wang Haoyu's face was ugly, and his voice was tinged with anger.

The hand placed in front of me dodged Wang Haoyu, and stayed in front of me again. Wang Haoyu's outstretched arm froze in mid-air, his face completely gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a storm was about to come.

Seeing him like this, my heart was filled with joy. Ignoring Wang Haoyu's fire-breathing eyes, I held the big warm hand in front of me and helped him to see a doctor.

Panting heavily, director Qian came towards him, and suddenly stopped in place, his flushed face turned pale in an instant, he wiped the sweat off his forehead at a faster rate, and at the same time kept gurgling and swallowing saliva.

"House...House..." Director Qian stammered for a long time without uttering a complete word.

Helping Jiang Moyan pass by him, I glanced at him sympathetically. It's a pity that a person who is usually so eloquent has stuttered because of my outburst just now. It would be a sin if he left sequelae .

Surgery, I wanted to go in with Jiang Moyan, but he let go of my hand.

"Wait for me outside."

"The one inside is my colleague." The acquaintance is easy to talk to.

"I don't want others to see me disfigured." Yu Luo, before I could speak again, the next second, the door appeared directly in front of the tip of my nose.

fault!An old man actually cares about his face like a woman, but that's right, I curled my lips contemptuously, a liar like him who relies on his face for food, if his face is ruined, he will lose everything.

The time passed by, even a caesarean section was completed, and he did not come out after waiting, the alarm clock at [-]:[-] had already sounded, and I had another operation to do at [-]:[-], although it was already done I plan to leave, but before I get fired, I still have to be a monk for a day to beat the clock.

Just when I was about to knock on the door, the door opened, and looking at Jiang Moyan, whose head was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, the corner of my mouth twitched. If I remember correctly, he seemed to have only shed a little blood. , how could it be so serious?
"Is he seriously injured?" There was a murmur in his heart, and he confirmed it aloud.

"I got three stitches, and I still have a slight concussion." The surgeon, Dr. Liu, said seriously, "Don't touch the wound with water in the short term, wind is rare, and eat more blood-enriching food."

"I feel dizzy."

Hearing this, I hurriedly stepped forward to support Jiang Moyan, who was shaking a few times, "Where do you live, I will take a taxi to send you home. If you want to be hospitalized, I will arrange a ward for you right away."

"You sent me home and hurt me like this. You have to be responsible."

"I still have another operation." I showed embarrassment, and I didn't want to go to Director Qian for approval at this time.

"I'm dying of dizziness. Go to your office and lie down for a while, and then send me home after you finish the operation."

Jiang Moyan didn't give me another chance to speak, and already tilted his head on my shoulder, looking weak from excessive blood loss.

"Xiao Song, take him there quickly, the patient needs to rest more."

I opened my mouth, thanked Dr. Liu, and under her earnest gaze, helped the man whose body weight was all on me to move towards the office.

(End of this chapter)