Chapter 129 The male god of the routine is responsible for 2
This time the illness came violently, shallow lying on the bed and feeling weak, she often had a strange feeling when she was in a trance, she obviously sat up, but looked back and saw that her body was still lying on the bed.
Lin Rong guarded the bedside like a great enemy and controlled her pulse at all times, and when Lin Rong applied the needle, she suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, and her whole soul seemed to be attracted by something and returned to her body. As Lin Rong's last needle was pulled out, Qianqian finally woke up.
Lin Rong saw that he was shallow and faint, he breathed a long sigh of relief, checked his pulse again, and found that the weak pulse that had been like nothing before had returned to a state of being slender and vague and intermittent. Such a strange vein, she had encountered it for the first time in her life. The shallow case aroused her great curiosity and interest.
"It's dangerous! I almost didn't have a pulse just now, but thanks to your great fortune and my medical skills, I finally snatched you back from the ghost gate! ”
Lin Rong relaxed at first, only to find that dense fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and his back was also soaked with sweat.
"Thank you, Dr. Lin, for bothering you." Shallow gasped weakly, whispering in a hoarse voice.
"Needless to say if you're polite, it's useless to say it anyway, just remember that I'm for your good."
Lin Rong said while packing up the medicine box: "Who should I talk to in the future, I have to help you so hard, there is no merit and hard work." By the way, little beauty, I'm going to stay here for a few days until you're stable, aren't you happy? With a wicked grin, she teasingly hooked her shallow chin with her index finger.
It was the first time she met a freak-like woman with frivolous manners, both righteous and evil, but she was not happy to be treated as the object of other people's teasing, so she silently looked at Lin Rong silently.
"You have a good rest, I guess there are already people waiting for me to be anxious, if you want me, call me at any time!" Lin Rong pinched his shallow, delicate and tender little face presumptuously, and then left satisfied.
Qianqian knew very well in her heart that this disease was very thrilling in the eyes of others, but she had been used to it since she was a child, and she had already looked down on life and death.
After closing her eyes and resting for a while, Asa regained a little energy, she pulled her hair back into a simple Korean-style haircut, and then went downstairs to fill her stomach. Just as she was about to get out of bed, her phone rang, and the caller ID name stopped her. It was Xu Xingran, the owner of the studio, who called.
"Boss?" Since Qianqian was robbed near the studio, Shen Shao no longer let her work there for the sake of safety, so she hasn't seen Xu Xingran again in the past few days.
"Shallow, come out and talk to me, is it okay?"
I heard that Boss Xu had a request for her, but at the moment, she was in such a state of health, not to mention Shen Shao, even Lin Rong would not let her out. She knew that Boss Xu never asked for help easily, so it was really difficult to refuse. "Okay, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to pick me up."
She was afraid that she would be interrogated again when she met Uncle Zhong, so she carefully avoided Uncle Zhong and his subordinates when she went downstairs, and secretly slipped out of the small door for the servants in the back kitchen to enter and exit.
She walked through the quiet path in the dense forest and walked out of the gate of the Shen Mansion, just in time to see a car parked at the door. It was Xu Xingran who sent to pick her up.
Not long after the shallow car drove out of the boulevard, there was a car heading towards Shen's house, and the two sides staggered.
Qianqian's face was very bad, and he was napping against the back of his chair, not noticing that Gu Mocheng was sitting in the car.
Gu Mocheng received a call from Qiao Yi and learned that Qianqian had something to do with the fact that Migu fell to his death and hurried over. He broke into the glass flower room, strode towards Shen Shao, who was closing his eyes on the chair between the flowers, and asked, "Where is Qianqian?" I want to see her. ”
"She's sick and doesn't see any visitors." Shen Shao's eyelids didn't move, and he said lightly.