My wife has always been timid

"what……"

Xu Ruoya was so painful that her hands broke free from her confinement instantly. She wanted to cover her face with her hands, but she didn't dare to touch the wound. The pain caused her to convulse and tremble uncontrollably. She curled up into a ball in the wheelchair, screaming miserably and ear-piercingly. The sound kept coming out of her mouth.

Blood ran down her chin and dripped onto her seemingly white dress.

The atmosphere was deadly silent.

Everyone in the corridor was in shock, staring blankly at Su Qingcheng, and even forgot to breathe, only the woman's screams continued, and Mo Shaoqian was the first to react after a while.

"Su Qingcheng, what are you doing!"

He hurriedly pulled Xu Ruoya's wheelchair back, all the way to the corner, and stood in front of the wheelchair and glared at Su Qingcheng angrily.

Xu Ruoya curled up in pain, her screams became weaker and weaker.

In the end, she endured so much that she completely put away the screams, only her trembling shoulders, and the eyes revealed between her fingers, stared at Su Qingcheng full of strong hatred, the anger in her eyes seemed to burn Su Qingcheng to death.

It's a pity that Mo Shaoqian couldn't see all this.

Su Qingcheng clapped her hands and got up, straightened her spine and looked at Mo Shaoqian coldly.

Kong Ang, who came after her, handed her a silk handkerchief and wiped his fingertips. The bright red blood instantly left traces on the white silk handkerchief. Kong Ang clicked his tongue twice, saying that she shouldn't be so impulsive. If your hands are dirty, you have to disinfect them later.

Fortunately, Fu Xiuyuan was obsessed with cleanliness, so Kong Ang always kept disinfectant wipes and a small watering can with him.

Wipe the fingertips, even the blood stains in the nails should be sprayed clean, Kong Ang complained and cleaned it up seriously, as if Xu Ruoya's blood was dirtier and more terrible than the virus, he would not let any place go, and vowed to clean it up .

The whole process is slow.

It wasn't until she wiped her hands that there was no trace of blood anymore, that Su Qingcheng threw away the last piece of disinfectant wipes, and looked up at Mo Shaoqian who was opposite.

"You ask me, what do I do?"

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes were cold and sharp.

Probably hearing her voice, Xu Ruoya, whose shoulders were curled up, shook again. She raised her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand and subconsciously grabbed Mo Shaoqian's sleeve, seeking protection from the man.

With one hand missing, she couldn't cover her injured face so tightly.

Three terrifying scratches appeared on the fair little face, which was shocking. Mo Shaoqian woke up with a start, and gave Song Fu a wink to tell him to call the medical staff to treat Xu Ruoya.

The medical staff came quickly with a medical kit and sighed after seeing the injury.

Disinfection, hemostasis, application of medicine, and the smell of disinfectant permeated the cold corridor, as well as Xu Ruoya's slight screams as she was being disinfected. The intertwined sounds made the scalp numb.

Mo Shaoqian looked at Xu Ruoya's face pale with pain, and there was a look of unbearable in his eyes.

"You feel sorry for her?"

Seeing this, Su Qingcheng let out a cold snort.

With a cold voice mixed with contempt and anger, Mo Shaoqian raised his eyes and looked at Su Qingcheng.

There was still remnants of unbearable in his brows and eyes, Su Qingcheng had a panoramic view, couldn't help gritted his teeth angrily, and laughed in a low voice: "Mo Shaoqian, don't forget, your serious fiancée is still lying in the operating room. Now, life and death are uncertain, but you are here feeling sorry for the culprit who caused her to be like that? Has your brain been bitten by a dog? "

"No...not me..."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Ruoya grabbed Mo Shaoqian's wrist.

Mo Shaoqian frowned slightly.