Chapter 162: If you don't get cured, you'll be gone

"Does it hurt?" The man's nice voice sounded, with a faint pity, but it made Xia Ruoxin's heart hurt slightly, how long had no one asked her such a thing.

Does she hurt? Hungry? Is it bitter?

Xia Ruoxin opened her eyes and shook her head, "You lied to me." And he found that her eyes were extraordinarily beautiful, like the cleanest spring water on the mountain, which could always wash away something, to him, to others, and to many people.

"When did I lie to you?" The doctor raised his eyebrows lightly, his fingers still on her arm, pressed the part where the blood was drawn, and glanced at her left hand strangely.

"It doesn't hurt, it hurts as you said." Xia Ruoxin lightly touched her red lips, and the faint pain was still there.

And the doctor curled the corners of his lips faintly, and sometimes he felt less like a doctor, but like a calculating businessman.

"Oh, someone will feel distressed, here," he pointed to the location of her heart, "it's not the hand that hurts, it's the heart, right?" ”

Xia Ruoxin asked slightly, in fact, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anywhere, she can save her baby, this is happy, how can it hurt?

"Stretch out your left hand to show me," he easily pressed Xia Ruoxin's arm, and raised her left hand in a blink of an eye.

Something didn't seem quite right with this hand.

Xia Ruoxin didn't understand why he was looking at her left hand, did he want to change his left hand to twitch, she pursed her lips and stretched out her left hand.

The male doctor's hand was placed on her hand bowl, then moved up, and when it reached the arm, he pressed it hard, Xia Ruoxin just bit his lip, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Sure enough, she didn't have the strength at all in this hand, and she had hurt the bones, but she didn't take care of them properly, and the bones were already a little misaligned. And it hurts if it's not right.

"If it's still too late to rule," he said intentionally, and Xia Ruoxin lowered her head and looked at her hand, could she?

Only, it seems impossible. She stood up and bent down deeply to the doctor, thank you, there was a faint sadness on her white face, there was a kind of unconscious distress, a very small smile hung on her lips, very strong and sad.

She picked up her list of blood sellers, shook her body slightly, and walked out, not noticing the male doctor's thoughtful gaze at her.

Until there was no more shadow of her in his eyes.

"What a stubborn woman," he muttered to himself, then took off his white doctor's gown and walked out.

It was just a small episode, and for him, he thought it would be a thousand encounters in his life, and there would be no second time.

The white doctor's gown hung there, and people came here all the time, and it was all for the money.

Xia Ruoxin sat on the edge of the hospital bed, her fingers gently touched the child's face, the child's face was very ruddy, it seemed that she had a fever and was fine now.

After paying the hospitalization fee, and there is still some money, Xia Ruo thought to herself, she could buy milk powder for her daughter to eat, if it was not enough, she could sell blood again, unexpectedly, selling blood, the money came very quickly.

It doesn't matter, as long as her little raindrop can be healthy, it doesn't matter.