Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Mother An screamed, "What's wrong with you, Shi Yue?"

An Shiyue fell weakly into An's mother's arms, hypocritical and weak: "I...I'm dizzy with blood...".

Mother Fu's eyes were red, she stared fiercely at the future daughter-in-law, almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out every word: "If you feel dizzy, go to the side and rest."

Fu's mother turned her eyes back to the blood collection room, looking at An Xinran's pale face and thin body, she couldn't bear to let her donate blood again, but Fu Mingjie was still waiting for the blood to save her life, so she turned her eyes to An's father, hoping that he would take care of herself little daughter.

Father An was taken aback, then coughed twice, clutching his chest, and yelled, "I seem to have a lung disease."

"Nurse, I'm fine, I can continue." After An Xinran drank half a glass of milk, her voice was still weak and her face was still pale, but she still stretched out her arms.

The nurse glanced sideways at the door, looking at Father An and An Shiyue in the corridor looking sick and dying, with contempt on their faces.

After 200cc, An Xinran, who donated 700cc of blood, passed out directly.

Fu Shaoxun stood beside her.

"An Xinran!!!" Fu Shaoxun's deep and cold voice rang out, he picked up An Xinran who was lying in his arms, and ran towards the emergency room.

"Xinran!!!!" Father An pretended to be distressed, and followed closely behind Fu Shaoxun.

In the ward, An Xinran was lying on the bed, and Fu Shaoxun was staring intently at the person in front of him. At such a young age, so strong and so loyal, he really didn't look like the An family's daughter.

Looking at the rest of An's family, Fu Shaoxun's face was stern, his cold eyes were narrowed, his face was gloomy, he sneered, and drove Father An out: "Uncle An, you all go out. I am here to take care of you."

"Shao Xun, I'm glad my dad is here to take care of her. You and I should go back outside Mingjie's operating room! Auntie still needs you!!!" An Shiyue quietly appeared at the door of the ward, and she fell silent. With heavy eyelids, he stepped forward and put his hand around Fu Shaoxun's arm, trying to take him away.

Fu Shaoxun's cold and stern face became even more gloomy, his big palm with well-defined bones brushed off An Shiyue's hand calmly, and his deep voice was like frost, which made people feel chills down their backs: "I'll stay and take care of her, she is I'm lying here because of my brother Mingjie, people from our Fu family will never be ungrateful and ignore things. An Shiyue, go to the door of the operating room and wait for Mingjie."

"I..." An Shiyue wanted to say something, but Father An coughed twice, grabbed An Shiyue's arm and dragged her away.

Father An: "Then I'll have to take care of Xinran, Shaoxun."

An Shiyue was reluctantly dragged away by An's father.

Before leaving, Father An thoughtfully closed the door of the ward.

He had a different idea in his heart, if Fu Mingjie couldn't make it through, maybe the Fu family could give some funds for An Xinran's sake of helping Fu Mingjie.

If Fu Shaoxun takes a fancy to An Xinran, then...

How do you count?Father An didn't think he was at a disadvantage in this matter.

An Shiyue was dragged to the door of the operating room with a face of reluctance, and the operation was still in progress.

When Fu's mother saw the father and daughter, she frowned fiercely. They are really a cruel father and daughter. Poor An Xinran donated blood at a young age until she fainted.

She prayed in her heart, praying that Fu Mingjie would survive and not disappoint the blood that An Xinran risked to donate to him.

In An Xinran's ward.

An Xinran closed her eyes tightly, frowning slightly, her pale face was almost bloodless.

Looking at that face, Fu Shaoxun recalled all the things before, and an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart. His gentle palm couldn't help but move towards An Xinran's beautiful hair.

Fu Shaoxun's slender fingers gently stroked An Xinran's temples, forehead, and eyebrows. He moved gently and massaged her slightly, so as to relieve An Xinran's headache and discomfort caused by excessive blood loss.

An Xinran's tightly frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed in her sleep. Fu Shaoxun closed his eyes and stared at her deeply.

Two hours later...

The lights in Fu Mingjie's operating room went out.

Mother Fu rushed to the door of the operating room almost immediately, "Mingjie, Mingjie..."

Fu Mingjie was pushed out. The operation was successful. Fu Mingjie turned the corner and his life was not in danger for the time being.

There was a trace of displeasure in An Shiyue's vicious eyes, and An Shiyue put away her vicious eyes after An's mother pinched her arm severely.

An Shiyue pretended to be concerned and leaned forward, imitating Fu's mother calling: "Mingjie, Mingjie..."

Her voice was emotionless, even impatient.

In the early morning, An Shiyue sat on the sofa in the VIP ward and yawned.

The sky in the east was slightly pale, and it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

Fu Mingjie hadn't woken up yet, and An Xinran was still asleep on the other side. The more An Shiyue thought about it, the more worried she became. Fu Shaoxun and An Xinran stayed alone, and slipped into the next ward on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

In the ward next door, Fu Shaoxun sat on the head of the bed and looked at An Xinran intently. He kept this posture for a long time. He sat there for as long as An Xinran was in a coma.