Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Does it hurt?" The male's nice voice sounded, a little bit of pity, but it made Xia Ruoxin's heart slightly hurt, how long no one asked her for such a word.

Does she hurt? hungry? Bitter?

Xia Ruoxin opened his eyes and shook his head, "You lie to me." And he found that her eyes were extraordinarily beautiful, just like the cleanest spring water on the mountain, always washing something, to him, to others, and also To many people.

"When did I lie to you?" The doctor slightly raised her eyebrows, her fingers were still on her arm, and she held a strange **** glance at her left hand.

"It doesn't hurt, you said it hurts." Xia Ruoxin touched his red lips slightly, and the pain was still there.

And the doctor slightly raised his lips, sometimes feeling that he was not like a doctor, but rather a business man with good calculations.

"Oh, someone will be distressed, here," he pointed her finger at the location of her heart. "It hurts not the hand, but the heart?"

Xia Ruoxin asked for a little bit. In fact, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anywhere. She can save her baby. This is happy. How could it hurt?

"Extend your left hand to show me," he pressed Xia Ruoxin's arm lightly, and lifted her left hand in a blink of an eye.

This hand doesn't seem to be right.

Xia Ruoxin couldn't understand why he wanted to look at her left hand, did she want to change her left hand, she pressed her lips and stretched out her left hand.

The male doctor's hand was placed on the bowl of her hand, and then moved upward. When he reached the arm, he pressed it hard. Xia Ruoxin just bit his lip slightly, and it hurt as if he was stuck with a needle.

Sure enough, she had no strength at all in this hand and hurt her bones, but she didn't take good care of them, and her bones had been misplaced. And it's painful if it's not right.

"If the rule is still possible," he said deliberately, and Xia Ruoxin lowered her head and looked at her own hand, could she?

It just seems impossible. She stood up and bent down to the doctor deeply. Thank you. There was a slight wound on her pale face, and a kind of unconscious distress. A tiny smile was hanging on her. His lips are strong and sad.

She picked up her blood-selling list, shook her body slightly, and walked out, not seeing the male doctor staring at her gaze thoughtfully.

Until his eyes there was no shadow about her.

"What a stubborn woman," he said to himself, then took off his white doctor's suit and went out.

This is just an episode. For him, he thought it would be the same encounter in his life, and there would be no second time.

The white doctor's uniform was hung there, and people would come here often for money.

Xia Ruoxin was sitting by the bed, her finger lightly touched the child's face, and the child's face was very rosy. It seemed that she had had a fever, and she was fine now.

After paying the hospitalization fee, and still have some money, Xia Ruo thought that she could buy milk for her daughter. If it was not enough, she could sell blood again. Fast.

It doesn't matter, as long as her drizzle can be healthy.