She disliked not only Qiao Wanrou, but also the past three years.
For a moment, fuyechuan's face became extremely ugly. The corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes looked at her darkly.
Su Nan lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed her trembling fingertips, and her tone was cold:
"Fuyechuan, don't mention the past. I don't want to hear the name qiaowanrou anymore. I don't feel very proud that I have changed from a blood donor to a blood donor.
My blood type is really special, but I haven't coerced others to donate blood. I still have the bottom line. "
She pulled a sarcastic arc from the corner of her lip. Then she pressed the button on the wheelchair and automatically backed up.
"I'm going to have a rest, Mr. Fu. I hope I won't see you again during my recuperation. In this way, I will recover faster!"
Su Nan turned and entered the ward. She didn't notice how ugly fuyechuan's face had become.
She only wanted to keep fuyechuan away. She had better not appear.
Maybe even Shang Qian will be better soon.
Who knows why he started hitting people? In short, hitting a patient is wrong!
I don't know when fuyechuan left.
But before long, the doctor came to report Shang Qian's situation.
"President Shang just lost too much blood, resulting in insufficient blood supply to his head. Fortunately, his brain was not damaged, but he is still in a coma."
Su Nan closed the magazine in her hand and nodded.
"Doctor, please tell me when he wakes up."
In love and reason, she can't think that nothing has happened.
The doctor nodded and recorded her physical condition before leaving.
Su Nan rubbed the center of her eyebrows. Just as she wanted to lie down and squint for a while, she heard bursts of footsteps at the door.
She is the only patient on this floor.
Don't think about it. I came to find her.
Su Nan frowned. She should ask the doctor for a sign that said "do not disturb".
There is no time to think about it. The door has been opened.