Wutong was a little groggy at this time because of the pain and blood loss, but she still heard what he said, how could she expect this devil to kindly send him to the hospital.

The doctor could only be very embarrassed and said, "Okay, I'm going to get anesthetized and draw the knife and stitches." ”

Song Qifan looked coldly at Wutong lying on the sofa like a dead fish, stepped forward and reached out to pinch her chin and sneered: "It's not a squeamish person, you don't need anesthesia to pull it out and sew it directly." ”

As he spoke, he poured the medical disinfectant alcohol brought by the doctor directly on Wutong's wound, and said slowly: "It's hot, don't get inflamed with the wound." ”

Wutong couldn't help screaming in pain, and the doctors and nurses next to him were frightened, thinking that this man was really ruthless, how could such a delicate little girl do it.

Song Qifan threw away the disinfectant alcohol bottle directly, and looked at Wutong, whose face was pale and sweating: "Ye Wutong, all this is your own doing, and you still want to kill me?" Don't worry, you just die a thousand times and ten thousand times, I still live well in this world without missing a hair, who made this a world of the jungle." ”

At this time, Wutong couldn't stand it anymore and passed out, and the doctor thought that it would be better to faint so as not to suffer the next sin, and deal with all this.

That night, Wutong had a high fever because of the wound, burning to 40 degrees, and everyone was burned confused, and kept shouting: "Don't come, don't come, don't touch me." Her hands clutched her clothes tightly, and Song Qihe's playful and angry scolding dragged his long hair.

and Song Qifan standing at the staircase of the Song family's mansion gloating and watching her being bullied by his younger brother Song Qihe, how could she linger these nightmares.

Childhood, youth, and youth, accompanied by nightmares.

"Mr. Song, this young lady has been having a high fever, do you want to call a doctor over. "Aunt Chen has been working for Song Qifan for almost ten years, and basically she follows Song Qifan wherever she goes.

takes care of Song Qifan's daily life, because Song Qifan doesn't like to eat outside, she often follows Song Qifan on business trips to various places to cook for him.

This is the first time I have seen Song Qifan bring a woman back, although she brought it back in this way, she originally wanted to cook something to eat for this injured young lady, and when she went in, she saw this young lady and talked in her sleep, and when she touched her forehead, it was obvious that she had a high fever.

She hurriedly knocked on Song Qifan's study door to say goodbye.

At this time, Song Qifan was dealing with the company's urgent business, and he had delayed a lot of work recently because of the monitoring and teasing of Ye Wutong, and when he heard Aunt Chen say that Ye Wutong had a high fever, he frowned and said coldly: "Don't worry about her and can't die." ”

Aunt Chen felt that this would not work, burn so high don't turn around and burn your brain, she knew Song Qifan's temper very well, and she didn't like to say it again, so she didn't ask again.

When I went back to my bedroom, I thought about it, and then I took it upon myself to find antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, and then fed the young lady first.

Aunt Chen pulled Ye Wutong up and leaned on her arms to feed her fever-reducing medicine, but this person burned to death and didn't open her mouth at all, she touched the back of this young lady, which was hot and scary, and felt that there was no need to call a doctor if she went on like this, so she directly called a fire truck to come over to extinguish the fire.

"Mr. Song, let's call the doctor to come over and get a drip to reduce the fever, this person will really have a fever problem. ”

Song Qifan closed the computer and got up and glanced at Aunt Chen: "Nosy." ”

But after hearing Aunt Chen say that if this continues, there will be a problem, and she still walked towards the room where Wutong was sleeping, Aunt Chen looked at Song Qifan's back and muttered in a low voice: "It's that you will regret it after your mouth is hard." ”

Later, Aunt Chen really became a prophecy.

Song Qifan approached Wutong, he could clearly feel the heat emanating from Wutong's body, hesitated for a moment or reached out and touched her forehead, it was really hot, it was estimated that it was at least 39 degrees or more, and anyone could burn it if it was burned.