Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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"Hiss——" The disinfectant water dripped on the blood scab, and there was a sizzling sound. Just listening to this sound made people feel painful to the bone.

"Well."

The man sitting on the sofa snorted, his handsome face quickly pale as paper.

He put his hand on the pillow beside him, and the veins on the back of his hand violently.

You can feel how hard he endured.

How painful it was when the disinfectant was poured.

"Little Li..."

Li Beijue closed his eyes suddenly, as if squeezing two words from his teeth, "Continue!"

"...Yes." The surgeon gritted his teeth and prepared the medical staff on the side. After cleaning the wound, he took out the scalpel and nervously took out the bullet from the man's shoulder.

This kind of bullet removal operation was originally a major operation.

According to common sense, you must go to the operating room of the hospital for close preparations.

But Li Beijue asked to do it.

These first-class experts can only bite the bullet and do it.

Fortunately, after the doctor in charge of the chief surgeon examined his wound, he found that the bullet didn't hit a particularly dangerous place, just dangerously avoiding the part of the arm where the nerves were concentrated.

Time ticked by.

In the entire presidential suite, apart from the sound of the ticking quartz clock on the wall, there was only the heavy breathing of everyone.

After the operation lasted two hours, the doctor smoothly removed the bullet from his shoulder.

As the **** bullet fell out, the doctor wiped the bead of sweat from his forehead and began to suture the wound.

Just take out the bullet and the rest is much simpler.

The doctor dedicated himself to the operation and sutured him. After the wound was sprayed with anti-inflammatory drugs, medical staff immediately bandaged Li Beijue.

Wait until everything is done.

The doctor let go of his tight nerves, "Okay, Shao Li, the bullet has been taken out. I will give you some anti-inflammatory medicine first."

He seemed to be afraid that Li Beijue would refuse him again on the grounds of wasting time, and quickly emphasized, "This anti-inflammatory drug must be infused, otherwise Li Shao's body will not be able to hold it. And just after the operation, Li Shao's left shoulder wound is easily inflamed. Inflammation, the situation may become more dangerous. On the contrary, it will waste less time. This bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine can be lost in less time. For the sake of his own health, it is better to lose one bottle."

"Lord..." Huo Yi worried that he would not lose again.

Li Beijue frowned and found it very troublesome. He opened his eyes and resisted impatiently, "Lose, but adjust the progress to the fastest."

Hearing that he agreed, Huo Yi was very pleasantly surprised, no matter how much, he said immediately, "Okay."

He was afraid that Li Beijue would go back, so he quickly asked the medical staff to hang water on Li Beijue.

The fluid flowed into the man's body, and he relaxed.

"Lord, would you like some hot porridge? I'll let someone prepare it."

"No." Li Beijue has no appetite now, his nerves are tense now, even with anesthetics, he can still feel a faint discomfort in his shoulders. The most important thing is that the side effects of z11 are too strong. Now his stomach is burning and he has no appetite at all.

Li Beijue felt the signs of flames burning in his lower abdomen. He rubbed his temples, leaned on the soft cushions of the sofa, and suddenly asked, "Where is Chi Enen now? Have you gotten up yet?"

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