Chapter 261

Qiao bao'er turned her head slightly and didn't want to look at him. She didn't yell any more. She felt that she was always so embarrassed in front of him. Neither of them spoke.

Jun Zhimu glared at her fiercely, and his fierce eyes gradually became calm and soft... Then he frowned slightly and carefully examined her face.

A little nurse came quickly outside the door and asked, "what's wrong with the patient?"

Jun Zhimu stood up straight and stood in the narrow ward. The incandescent lamp hit him. He was very handsome and looked at the nurse.

"Call the doctor in." When he says something, it's an order.

Maybe the temperament of junzhimu was too strong and noble. The little nurse was very afraid of him. She nodded, "yes, yes..." and ran out quickly.

The little nurse told the doctor in a low voice that the new patient was not easy to serve. Let him be careful.

The handsome looking middle-aged doctor didn't like it. He just gave a gentle smile. His face was as usual. He had a simple conversation with Jun Zhimu outside the door. After understanding the situation, he first looked at the woman on the bed with complicated eyes, and then went to the consulting room next door to find some medical supplies.

Qiao bao'er knew that a doctor came in to show her the ankle injury. She was still lying flat on the hospital bed, and didn't care about her foot injury at all. Her vision was confused and she was staring at the pale ceiling.

Until finally, the doctor drugged her foot, bandaged her and said, "it's OK, but she's very weak and needs three injections to stay in the hospital for the night."

The doctor's voice shocked Qiao Baoer. She looked at the end of the bed. The man in the white doctor's robe was not a stranger, but director an.

In the morning, I called her director an, who opened her abdomen with a scalpel that day

"Why are you here?"

"What do you want! Who do you work for and what purpose do you have? "

Qiao bao'er suddenly became manic and roared hysterically at the gentle looking doctor. She seemed frightened. She immediately put up her upper body and wanted to get out of bed. She wanted to leave here immediately.

"What are you crazy about?"

Jun Zhimu's voice was cold and fierce. He was very dissatisfied with her behavior. His right hand grabbed her shoulder angrily and pushed her back to the hospital bed rudely.

Qiao Baoer body backward, the back of the head knock to the headboard, painful that her eyes some tears.

She still has to struggle, but also insist on getting up, leaving here, can't wait to escape.

"Junzhimu, you don't know what I've suffered alone. You're not qualified to give me advice. You bastard, you bastard --"

... her tears finally came down.

Director an, who was afraid that they would fight, quickly came forward and said, "stop arguing and calm down."

Jun Zhimu's face was gloomy. He stood at the head of the bed, and his big hand pressed her shoulder very hard. No matter how hard she struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

Qiao bao'er's face was full of tears. She tried her best to push him away and struggled. She hated this feeling. She couldn't struggle. No matter how hard she tried, she was in vain.

Being controlled by others is like being controlled by a mermaid.

"Junzhimu, don't make me hate you!" Her clear eyes looked at the man's familiar face, tears in the corner of her eyes, crying as helpless as a child.

"... don't make me hate you." She screamed, more like desperation.

... I don't know what to do.

Junzhimu suddenly calmed down.

His body is a little stiff, looking at her like this, this moment seems to be a heavy beating on the chest, very uncomfortable.

Director an took a look at the sickbed, then lowered his head slightly. It seemed that he couldn't bear to see Qiao bao'er like this. There were complex emotions in his eyes.

The ward was suddenly very quiet.

At last, I heard the sound of footsteps gradually go away, the deep voice, put down a sentence, "she's in hospital tonight."