Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

"Hospital?" An Qi frowned, why is she in the hospital?She clearly remembered that she was at the wedding. Why did she suddenly appear in the hospital at the wedding of her dreams?

All the memories swept over and flooded into my mind instantly. Originally, she was at the wedding ceremony, but she didn't hold on to it and came down anyway.

She couldn't help but turn red. Everything she was looking forward to was clearly in front of her eyes, but she didn't hold on to it. It was she who ruined the wedding.

Originally, she thought that she could persevere, even if it was for herself, she would definitely be able to persevere until the end of the wedding, but she didn't. When the wedding just started, she had already collapsed.

Turning her head and seeing Xia Fuhua's sloppy look, An Qi was even more annoyed. She was sick again, and Xia Fuhua had to take care of her again, and she couldn't rest well.

"I'm sorry." This sentence of sorry is because she fell down halfway and did not insist on the wedding. This sentence of sorry is because she made Xia Fuhua worry again and made him take care of herself day and night.

He was obviously very tired, but he still smiled and comforted An Qi, saying, "It's okay, as long as you're fine, you'll be fine." Yes, as long as An Qi is fine now, he doesn't care about anything up.

"Are you hungry?" Xia Fanhua asked.

In fact, An Qi didn't feel much, she didn't seem to be hungry at all, but seeing Xia Fuhua's expectant expression, she couldn't help but nodded.

Then Xia Fuhua smiled, and he said, "Just wait, I'll buy it for you right away, promise me, don't fall asleep, okay?"

An Qi nodded, her weak voice was hoarse, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Xia Fuhua quickly left the ward, Xia Fanhua left, she was the only one left in the ward, she clearly heard the sound of "Dididi" coming from the machine.

Now, even such a voice is enough to frighten her. It disturbed her. When she subconsciously moved her hand, she felt a sudden pain, which made An Qi breathless. She didn't feel the pain on the back of her hand. The drip was on, and this movement was probably a commotion.

The pain in one hand made An Qi lie obediently on the hospital bed, not daring to move anymore.

Soon someone came in. The leader, Angie knew him, was Watson, that genius doctor.

When Watson walked in, the first thing he saw was Angie's hand, which was dripping, but it was already stained with blood, all because of Angie's movement just now.

Watson frowned, and told the nurse, "Take care of her hand quickly." The nurse responded, and quickly came to An Qi's side, squatted down, and quickly handled the back of her hand.

Watson watched coldly from the side. The expression on his face was nothing but puzzlement. After the nurse finished handling it, he stood up and looked at Watson. Then Watson said, "Okay. Now, you go out first, I need to talk to someone alone."

The nurse didn't say much, turned around, and walked out of the ward with the medical tray. Watson watched her go out, and even went forward to lock the door behind her.

An Qi looked at Watson's series of actions, and felt a little puzzled. What is Watson doing?Is there something you want to tell yourself that others can't know?