Chapter 887 I Don't Want Her Blood, I Just Want Her

After drawing a bag of blood, Jun Xiqing's face was as white as a piece of paper, without any blood color.

She opened her eyes coldly and said one word, "Get lost!"

Fanmen froze.

"Tell your master that my brother is having surgery. If he dares to come and bother me like a fly again, there will be a bloody fight between him and me!"

After saying that, Jun Xiqing held the wall with one hand and walked back to the bench slowly.

She hugged her knees and buried her face in them like before. Her little face was surrounded by a faint and detached breath, showing a bit of fragility and softness.

Fanmen stood there for a while, then sighed and went back.

...

White House.

Fanmen went back, handed the blood bag carefully, and then stole a glance at the man's face, "Master, Miss Jun... Miss Jun refused to come back, but... Miss Jun drew blood and sent it to me. Miss Jun said that her blood can dissolve the medicine in your body..."

After saying that, Fanmen didn't dare to breathe.

Lu Yeming was still sitting on the sofa, his handsome eyelids lowered as he looked at the bag of blood on the coffee table.

The bright red blood, just drawn out of her body, so much, seemed to be still warm.

"Heh." Lu Yeming poked his right cheek with the tip of his tongue, his smile made people's scalps numb, "What else did she say?"

"Miss Jun also said... and said that if the master still stared at her like a... fly, there would be... blood between her and you..."

Fly?

Now he was a fly in her eyes?

Lu Yeming stood up and came to the French window. His face at the moment was clearly printed on the polished mirror. His handsome features were so tight that they looked gloomy and fierce, and he was full of hostility.

His muscular chest began to rise and fall, and the arc of the rise and fall was not large.

Lu Yeming suddenly felt stuffy in his heart and couldn't breathe.

This feeling was very uncomfortable.

It seemed... he was losing something.

He was already losing.

He lost some things he once had, and he didn't care much at first, but when the feeling of loss came over him very clearly, he felt it was unbearable.

"Send the blood back and transfuse it into her body. Tell her that I don't want her blood, I want her body, and I'll wait for her."

...

In the operating room.

Sikong Heng tried his best to save Dongfang Yu. This operation has been going on for more than two hours.

In recent days, Sikong Heng has taken on several major operations, and the rest of the time he has been doing medical research and pharmaceutical development, with little time to rest.

After more than two hours, a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

Sikong Heng was wearing a white coat, which was no different from what ordinary doctors wore, but his white coat was particularly clean and tidy, his handsome body was extremely tall, and his fine bangs were stained on his forehead by sweat beads, showing a bit of elegance and gentleness. The unique clean and indifferent aura on him was indescribably charming.

At this time, a silky and cool touch brushed his forehead. Sikong Heng looked up and saw a beautiful figure standing in front of him.

It was the female assistant that day.

The last time Jun Xiqing was operated on, it was also this female assistant.

She was holding a silk handkerchief in her hand and wiping his sweat.

During the operation, it was the assistant's job to wipe the sweat of the surgeon.

This handkerchief should be her personal use. Sikong Heng seemed to smell a faint orchid fragrance.

Sikong Heng looked at her and saw her pair of beautiful autumn eyes.

He suddenly had an idea to take off the white mask on her face and take a look at her face.

...

The operation was successful, and Dongfang Yu was pushed into the ward.

Jun Xiqing finally felt relieved, thank God.

She stood in front of the bed and looked at Dongfang Yu who was still unconscious, and her fair eyes turned red.

Raising two cold little hands to cover her face, Jun Xiqing managed to suppress the urge to cry.

"Doctor, when will my brother wake up?" Jun Xiqing looked at Bai Xue sideways.

Bai Xue stretched out her scallion-white fingers and took off the white mask on her face. She looked at Jun Xiqing with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, "Although this operation was very successful, the patient's injuries were very serious and he still needs to be monitored in the intensive care VIP ward. As for when the patient will wake up, it depends on the situation. It may be 48 hours, half a month, or half a year. As a family member, you must be fully prepared mentally."

Jun Xiqing's face turned pale. Will my brother... become a vegetable?

At this time, the voice of a nurse sounded outside the door, "Doctor Sikong, the operation was hard."

Sikong Heng's gentle voice came in, "It's not hard."

Jun Xiqing turned sideways and saw Sikong Heng walked in with the examination report in his hand.

Sikong Heng raised his eyes, and his pair of clean black eyes fell on Jun Xiqing's face, and then slowly moved to Bai Xue's face.

Bai Xue has a delicate oval face, with a pair of sharp eyes, and a cold temperament intertwined with a bit of bright and moving. This is probably the "high-end feeling" that many entertainment actresses cannot pursue.

Sikong Heng's big hand holding the examination report slowed down for a while.

"Sikong Divine Doctor, I'm going out first."

Bai Xue left.

...

This hospital belongs to the Bai family, so Bai Xue is the daughter of this hospital, but no one knows her true identity. She has been working here since she graduated from A University. She has made remarkable achievements and became a chief physician in one year.

Bai Xue took off her white coat and handed it to the nurse behind her, and walked towards the elevator.

The two nurses followed her and chattered, "Doctor Sikong is so charming. I have never seen a man with such a clean temperament."

"Doctor Sikong is still single and has a clean private life. He is not only the pride of the medical community, but also the bachelor of the aristocracy. He is humble and gentle to others. I really can't find any shortcomings in him."

"Doctor Sikong has never had a woman around him. The entire medical community and the aristocracy are guessing what type of woman Doctor Sikong would like."

"Doctor Bai, what type of girl do you think Doctor Sikong would like?"

The two nurses looked at Bai Xue with hope.

Bai Xue stopped in front of the elevator and waited for it. She curled her red lips and said calmly, "In my opinion, your Doctor Sikong is also a man. Men have the same eyes when choosing women. He must also like those with fair skin, beautiful faces and long legs."

As soon as the words fell, two young nurses shouted together, "Doctor Sikong."

Bai Xue looked back and saw Sikong Heng coming. He took off his white coat and wore a gray plaid British coat. His clean breath seemed to be free of worldly smells.