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At this time.

Mu Nian said tremblingly——

"Cold... hurts..." She wanted to open her eyes several times, but she couldn't, her body was so heavy and heavy.

Her hand grabbed Fu Sinian's collar, although her knuckles were bent, she couldn't do what she wanted.

Fu Sinian put Mu Nian on the bed and rang the bell.

"You go back first." Fu Sinian ordered coldly, without even looking at Mr. Li Man.

"Jinyue, you are so confused. If your son doesn't go to see it, you can see what she is doing!"

"I'll let you go back." He turned his back to her, his brows were frowned, and his eyes were gloomy.

Mr. Li Man took a deep look at Fu Sinian, and said bitterly, "You can do it yourself!"

Mr. Riemann left.

Fu Sinian rang the call bell, and after a while, nurses and doctors entered the ward.

Seeing that Mu Nian was covered in blood, they sent her directly to the operating room without delay.

Fu Sinian followed and came to the operating room together. The attending doctor hurried away, leaving only the assistant standing in front of Fu Sinian tremblingly: "Master Fu..."

"Will it leave a scar?" He breathed low and depressed.

once.

Because of her face covered with poisonous spots, he never took a good look at her, let alone discovered the beauty in it.

Now she finally had a face that he could see, but it was covered with wounds and full of blood.

Fu Sinian couldn't tell whether he cared about scars because Mu Nian's ugly face displeased him; or because he didn't want Mu Nian's beautiful face to be ruined, but cared about whether there would be scars.

"I observed it just now, and they are all small scars. It's fine to do cosmetic surgery." The assistant rubbed his hands in fear, terrified of Fu Sinian's aura.

"Medical beauty?"

"Repair surgery or something." The assistant explained.

"100% repair?"

"This, this, Master Fu, we can't guarantee this."

Seeing the assistant peeing his pants in fright, Fu Sinian was depressed, his brows were furrowed all the time, and he waved him to get out.

The assistant hurried away.

The silent hospital corridor, no one else.

Not far away, outside a sound-proof door, there are people coming and going in the ward area, and they are looking at this side inquiringly or worriedly.

People who are tortured here have kind hearts, because they understand the suffering of others.

However, Fu Sinian only felt that they were noisy, and his hearing had always been extremely good.

Fortunately, the operation didn't last long, the door opened quickly, and the nurse pushed Mu Nian, who was still in a coma, out after anesthesia.

Her face was wrapped in gauze, leaving only a pair of tightly closed eyes exposed.

The gauze on the chin can be seen a little red, she seems to feel the pain, and the brows are also frowning.

Fu Sinian stepped up and followed her side, his hand was still holding onto the railing, but Mu Nian's hand was slowly coming towards him.

Is she really unconscious?
Fu Sinian looked at the little hand on the back of his hand with complicated emotions.

The nurse sent Mu Nian into the ward, and the attending physician took a small board, wrote on it, and instructed: "Master Fu, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"Say." Fu Sinian had already sat down beside Mu Nian, and she held his hand all the time, because of the insecurity brought by the coma, she held it tightly, and he didn't bother to care about a patient, so he let her hold it .

The attending doctor touched his nose, even though Fu Sinian was sitting and he was standing, he could still feel a majesty.

And looking at him like this, he seems to care about this woman very much?
The attending doctor pondered in his mind for a moment, and suddenly had an idea: "It's like this, this young lady is more seriously injured than the young master, but the young master is still young, so he hasn't woken up for a long time."

"What hurt her?"

"Internal bleeding."

Three words.

Fu Sinian's breathing was stagnant.

Internal bleeding is extremely dangerous and almost means death.