Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

The opponent's target is obviously not her.

After stabbing her, he pushed her aside, and then resolutely attacked Shen Mu.

The severe pain from the abdomen made Qin Shu unable to exert himself.

She fell heavily to the ground, grunting in pain, unable to stop the killer in front of her.

Fortunately, the school's bodyguards arrived in time.

The strong light of the flashlight shone on the dagger stabbing at Shen Mu, and the cold light was overwhelming.

The bodyguards swarmed up. Although their skills were not as good as the professional killer in front of them, there were still many of them.

Seeing that something was wrong, the killer retreated decisively.

Some bodyguards continued to chase people, leaving two or three to protect Shen Mu.

"Dean Shen, are you not injured?" the bodyguard asked.

Shen Mu frowned and shook his head, "I'm fine, let's check her situation first!"

As he said that, he walked to Qin Shu's side in two or three steps, and squatted down.

The light was dim, and he couldn't see Qin Shu's face clearly. He only knew that she blocked the gangster's knife for him just now.

"Student, how are you doing?"

Along with his concerned inquiry, the flashlight in the bodyguard's hand also shone on Qin Shu.

Pushed by the killer just now, Qin Shu's glasses that were used to hide his appearance fell to nowhere.

As for the makeup on her face... When the strong light of the flashlight hit her, she could see all of her face at once.

Shen Mu has lived for more than seventy years, and it is difficult to say anything else, but his eyes are very vicious.

Seeing Qin Shu's face clearly, he raised his gray eyebrows, "It's you?"

Qin Shu, whose identity was found out, was a little embarrassed. With her hostile position with the National Hospital, she could almost predict that the next second, Dean Shen would show a cold face and question why she was here.

but--

To her surprise, after seeing through her identity, Shen Mu didn't even ask a word, but commanded the bodyguard beside him with a serious expression: "Her wound is bleeding, we must stop the bleeding quickly! Both of you hold hands, put the Carry her to the infirmary, be careful not to touch her wound!"

The detailed exhortation revealed the tension about her injury.

On the way Qin Shu was sent to the infirmary, Shen Mu followed closely.

in the school infirmary.

There is no power outage here, and the bright incandescent lamp is convenient for the school doctor to help Qin Shu check the wound.

"There should be no internal organs injured, but the depth of the wound requires stitches."

"Then suture her wound immediately!" Shen Mu said impatiently.

The school doctor had a troubled expression on his face, "But, I've run out of anesthesia here, I'm afraid I can't deal with it, why don't I send it to the affiliated hospital next door? It's just that the distance from here is still a bit far..."

Shen Mu had deliberately restrained his temper at the academic exchange meeting before, which gave people the illusion of being refined and old-fashioned.

But everyone knew that Mr. Shen had a very bad temper in private.Otherwise, there would be no rumors about his eccentric character.

Hearing what the school doctor said, Shen Mu's temper suddenly rose.

He pointed to Qin Shu, who was lying on the side with a pale face, and scolded anxiously and annoyed: "Does she look like she can stand up to it?"

Qin Shu was a little surprised that Shen Mu lost his temper with the school doctor because of himself.

Facing the anger of this top doctor in the medical field, the school doctor subconsciously shrank his neck, and asked humbly: "Then what do you think..."

"Don't smear the ink, let's sew up the wound first!"

As Shen Mu said, he began to roll up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight in person.

His words startled the school doctor and Qin Shu.

"Sew without anesthesia?"

The school doctor subconsciously gave Qin Shu a worried look.

Even a 1.8-meter strong man can't bear the pain of direct suture, let alone a slender and weak girl?

Qin Shu also turned pale.

Shen Mu glanced at her with a half-smile, and said, "You're not even afraid of blocking a knife, let alone a stitch. Don't worry, it won't hurt."

It doesn't hurt...what the hell.

Qin Shu pulled his lips, and suddenly felt that the old man had no good intentions.

She was still thinking just now that she had damaged the reputation of the National Hospital before, and as the dean, Shen Mu had no reason not to hate her.

But not only did he not ask her why she was here, he even got angry at the school doctor because of her.

Even if he wants to thank himself for blocking the knife for him just now, it is impossible to completely ignore the past.

After all, based on her investigations of Shen Mu in the past few days, apart from his eccentric temperament, this old man also has another characteristic - he is particularly vengeful.

Sew her up without anesthesia, thank goodness he can figure it out!It hurt her almost to death.

Although Qin Shu is more tolerant, it is not impossible to let her bear the pain under extreme circumstances without conditions.

But she knew that her abdominal wound was not fatal, so she would rather go to the affiliated hospital next door to get anesthesia and then stitches, rather than suffer the crime of direct stitches without anesthesia.

Qin Shu was about to shake his head and refuse, but saw Shen Mu take out a small cloth bag with gray background and black stripes from his pocket.

Opening the cloth bag, a set of fine and small gold needles was spread out on the table.

At the same time, the school doctor also handed over the medical kit, "Old Shen, all the suture tools are here..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the set of silver needles that Shen Mu took out, and was stunned, his face full of puzzlement.

Shouldn't stitches be used to sew wounds?Could it be that Mr. Shen wants to sew the wound with silver needles?

However, Qin Shu seemed to understand Shen Mu's intentions. At this moment, all the random thoughts in his mind disappeared.

She re-examined the director of the National Hospital.

This time, she might... Really misunderstood the other party.

"Everyone who doesn't matter gets out."

With one sentence, Shen Mu "invited" all the people in the infirmary out.

He seldom treats people in private, and he doesn't like to have people present during the treatment.

"Little girl, do you know how to use the silver needle to relieve pain? I'll give you the needle, do you know where to stick it?"

With Shen Mu's faint words, a silver needle was stuffed into Qin Shu's hand.

She looked at the natural expression on the old man's face speechlessly, gritted her teeth to suppress the pain from the wound, and said, "I am a wounded person."

Even though she said so, she still lowered her head decisively and injected an injection on her Hegu acupoint.

Shen Mu saw her smooth and smooth movements, and said in an unclear manner: "You are young and capable, no wonder that guy Pan Zhongyu is not your opponent."

After speaking, he handed her another silver needle.

Qin Shu couldn't figure out what he meant, so he didn't speak.

After the second silver needle was inserted, the pain of the wound was replaced by the gradually spreading numbness, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Mu put on sterile gloves, took out a needle and thread, and helped her sew up the wound.

While sewing, he said quietly: "If you hadn't sacrificed your life to save me just now, I wouldn't have given you this silver needle to relieve the pain, you young people are arrogant and don't know how to keep a low profile, you should suffer more. "

Now Qin Shu could tell that he actually had a bit of resentment towards himself.

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but said, "I don't think I did anything wrong with the vaccine."

Shen Mu raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were very deep, without any emotion or anger.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, nodded and said, "That's not bad."

Qin Shu was stunned.

He actually recognized himself?