Could it be that the long brain is used for scolding?

When Leng Shumo pushed the door in, Wen Wan was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, her facial features on her palm-sized face were exquisite to the extreme, it was undeniable that she did have a face like a flower and jade, but unfortunately this face was now completely bloodless, and the energetic Wen Wan on weekdays was now like a rout rose.

It's really stupid, knowing that she has anemia and daring to agree to donate blood so simply, looking at her arrogant mouth on weekdays, she doesn't look like a master who will suffer, the office cleans up the group of people who attacked her, that mouth is ruthless, and the poisonous tongue is about to catch up with him, why do you do everything but look at it as a loss-making master, is it a long brain to scold people?

Leng Shumo looked at the cup of brown sugar water on the table that he hadn't drunk yet, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and shook her awake: "Wen Wan, wake up!" ”

Wen Wan was shaken by her like this, her head became even more dizzy, and her sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and when she opened her eyes, she fell into Chu Tianyou's angry face, she was very annoyed, she was the one who donated blood, why did she show her face, she was really a capitalist: "What are you doing, I just donated blood, I want to murder!" ”

Leng Shumo didn't answer her, he directly picked up the brown sugar water and put it to her mouth and ordered: "Drink it!" ”

Belch? What's the situation? Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, drank it, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like she was going to feed her, a big man fed a woman to drink brown sugar water, why did she think this picture was very goosebumpy, like that.

"I'll drink it myself!" Wen Wan grabbed the glass in a panic, because the action was too violent, the brown sugar water shook out, Wen Wan didn't dare to look at it, and directly picked up the cup and drank it.

Because she drank too hard, Wen Wan was choked, and it took several coughs to ease up, and Leng Shumo, who had been standing next to the bed, looked at her and smiled lowly: "Wen Wan, what are you nervous about, what discordant picture is you thinking about in your head?" ”

"You just want to discord the picture!" Wen Wan's face was slightly red, although it was not a discordant picture, but it was almost discordant, the woman who was said to be the center was always very angry, Wen Wan was the most typical one, "I have contributed blood, I can go home now!" ”

Before she spoke, Wen Wan immediately thought again: "Is Mr. Huo's son okay?" "She's all right, she should be fine, or she'll keep smoking.

"Take care of yourself first!" Leng Shumo stretched out his hand to support her, "Xiao Ran is fine, do you want to go home?" ”

Wen Wan nodded, she was dressed like this, naturally she wanted to go home, could she stay here and be a monster to admire, the doctor who had just drawn her blood kept asking this and that, as if she was an alien.

Leng Shumo stared at her complexion, as if he had eased a little, perhaps because of drinking brown sugar water, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"You lie down again, wait for me, I'll send you back!"

"Then I'll take a taxi and go back, don't bother, that, Mr. Leng!" Wen Wan struggled for a while, and finally chose this title.

"Take a taxi back?" Leng Shumo wrinkled his eyebrows and stared at her bare fragrant shoulders, daring to take a taxi back like this?

Wen Wan nodded, Leng Shumo's face was gloomy, his expression was very displeased, and he said in an almost commanding tone: "Lie down and wait for me!" ”

Lie down and wait for him? Why does this sound so discordant? It seemed that what was, what was that, so the gentle face suddenly turned red, as if the blood that had been drained had returned.

Leng Shumo glanced at her with a smile and turned to leave the room.

Wen Wan thought that he must have gone to see Mr. Huo's child, thinking that the child was fine, she was in a better mood, although she donated some blood, after all, it was worth saving a life