Chapter 7

Wen Rong sat nervously in the leather sofa in the hall, Ling Jingyan followed the family doctor to the treatment room, she wanted to follow, but he stopped her, so she only let herself sit in this magnificent hall and wait. Restless in his heart, but helpless, Wen Rong began to look at the design and decoration of this single-family villa twenty minutes after sitting down, and diverted his attention.

On the left is the dining room and kitchen, and on the right is the living room, which is also spacious and bright. The two-storey hall uses carved flowers as the wall decoration, decorated with crystal ball chandeliers, and thick and exquisite leather sofas, bringing out the unique texture of classical European style. The beige marble floor is accented with a few small dark patches and topped with a delicately thick carpet. The classic black and white decoration tone, rich but not ostentatious, luxurious but not vulgar, the details of the decoration are pleasing to the eye, it can be seen that it comes from the handwriting of a famous artist, this villa is terrifying, and covers a wide area, can have such a large-scale single-family villa in B city, is he very rich and rich? But shouldn't the rich be more willing to spare their lives? How does he treat life like a child's play?

How is he doing now? Is the anesthetic medicine prepared by the doctor at home effective in the hospital?

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, making Wen Rong restless, she simply stood up and walked towards the room where Ling Jingyan entered, she didn't feel at ease when she didn't see him well.

She remembered him in the back room and then in the back of the drawing-room.

As soon as he leaned his little head over, the door opened, regardless of the embarrassment of being caught peeping, Wen Rong focused all his attention on the person who opened the door and came out.

Unconsciously holding my breath.

The nurse in white clothes and white hat who opened the door didn't see anyone expecting, Wen Rong nodded with a smile and said hello, and then naturally looked behind the door.

Seeing the treatment room with open space and complete equipment, and the instruments are not inferior to the operating room of a large hospital, Wen Rong was amazed and at the same time doubts, how could Ling Jingyan's home be equipped with such a complete and powerful treatment room? It's not often that I'm injured or sick.

Wen Rong couldn't continue to think deeply about this issue, because she saw Ling Jingyan lying on the operating table slowly sit up.

Piercing eyes, a tall nose, pursed lips, thin cheeks, and a very cold appearance, at this moment, there was a transparent white, white caused by excessive blood loss, Wen Rong's gaze moved from Ling Jingyan's pale cheeks to the thick white bandage that was partially tightly wrapped around his right arm, and finally landed on the red cotton balls in the tray of the mobile shelf next to the operating bed, God, he had shed a lot of blood! It must have hurt!

"Are you alright?" Wen Rong rushed to his side, and only when he looked closely did he know how big the blood cells in the tray were!

"How did you get in? It's okay. Ling Jingyan saw her gaze fall on the blood-colored cotton ball, and beckoned with her left hand, signaling her to help herself up.

Seeing this, Wen Rong immediately stepped forward and carefully supported his tall body.

The old man next to him smiled, Wen Rong didn't notice it, it didn't mean that Ling Jingyan didn't see it.

"You can go." Commanded in a cold voice.

"Ah, by the way, what do you want to ask the doctor?" Wen Rong thought about this important question in hindsight.

"No, you don't." Ling Jingyan told her categorically.

"Oh, you can't hide from the doctor." Wen Rong only thought that Ling Jingyan was afraid of taking medicine, she was really a child's heart, how could she not pay more attention to being so seriously injured?

Hurriedly stopping the pace of wanting to leave, Wen Rong turned to the direction of the old doctor, and respectfully asked, "Old man, what should he pay attention to?" ”