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Song Ran glanced at him coldly and did not speak.

Sun Man just stood aside and watched as Dr. Chen changed Song Ran's dressing.

As usual, when changing the dressing, Song Ran kept snorting, his hand almost tearing the quilt to pieces, and large beads of sweat slowly flowed down his cheeks.

Dr. Chen replaced a pile of gauze with blood and poured some iodine wine to clean the wound, and Song Ran finally stopped snorting, but cried out heartbreakingly......

The people in the hall downstairs could hear it clearly.

It was the kind of hoarse scream, Song Ran was so painful that his eyes were dilated, and he would be anesthetic when he took out the bullet, but it was impossible to inject anesthetic when he changed the medicine.

The pain can only be endured, endured.

After a while, Dr. Chen went downstairs with the medicine box, walked to Qin Mo's side, and said in a low voice, "Young master, that girl has a fever." ”

Qin Mo's expression was unshocked: "How can you have a fever?"

"I guess I slept on the ground after soaking in the sea water for a long time last night, being shot again. ”

Qin Mo's expression seemed to be a little impatient: "Then give her fever-reducing medicine." ”

"The girl didn't let people get close, refused to take the medicine, the water cup was smashed, and the medicine was spilled on the ground, probably thinking that her leg was wasted, so the whole person was very restless and her temper was even greater. ”

Qin Mo glanced at him: "There are so many of you men, can't you get her a little girl who is powerless?"

Sun Man on the side slandered in his heart: If you meet disobedient people before, then you can beat and scold, but this Song Ran obviously doesn't seem to be able to beat and scold, so they can't handle this spilling girl with their ability to go through the sky.

Dr. Chan was also helpless: "I really can't handle her." ”

Qin Mo snorted lightly and got up: "A bunch of waste." ”

Then he raised his feet and walked to the third floor.

Song Ran sat on the ground, looking at the mess on the side, and staring at her thighs, with circles of gauze wrapped around her thighs, and the severe pain of changing the dressing felt that there was still a lingering rhyme, which made her unable to help but break out in a cold sweat.

But it's not the leg that hurts, it's the heart, her leg, it's so wasted, it's so wasted.

This damn Qin Mo, she wants to kill him, she must kill him!

When Qin Mo came in, he saw Song Ran leaning against the side of the bed, and the cup of pills on the side was spilled on the ground.

When Qin Mo was three or five steps away from her, he stopped and pointed at her: "Go to bed." ”

Song Ran glared at him hatefully: "Didn't you say you were going to kill me? Why didn't you shoot me in the heart?"

Qin Mo slowly approached and grabbed her wrist: "Go to bed!"

Her body was hot.

Song Ran shook off his hand in disgust: "Take away your dirty hands!"

Qin Mo squeezed her wrist tightly, this girl is so ignorant of current affairs, how can he actually keep her until now?

Her face was covered with sweat, the hair on her forehead was wet into strands, her face was very red, probably because of the fever, her eyes were also full of red bloodshots, and the whole person looked embarrassed and pitiful.

He slammed his force and pulled her up, without any pity in his voice: "I'll let you sleep on the bed!"

Song Ran was dragged by his rude movements, the wound on her leg was involved, and the pain made her snort, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down like this.

Qin Mo almost threw Song Ran on the bed, but in the next moment, Song Ran's wrist was grabbed by Song Ran, Song Ran turned over and pressed him under him, and Qin Mo's neck was pressed against the glass shard in her hand......