There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 13: Shen sleepless, you used to be most afraid of pain

Lu Zhiyao held her to the parking lot.

Seeing the familiar black Bentley, Shen Weimian's uneasiness deepened: "Where on earth are you taking me?"

As she asked, she twisted her body to break free from his arms.

Lu Zhiyao's MoMo's brow showed rage: "Shut up!"

Open the car door, put the restless woman in the back seat, then sit in the driver's seat and press the button.

"Ding-"

The sound of the door locking made Shen sleepless heart fall to the bottom.

The flame of anger jumped in his eyes: "Lu Zhiyao, what do you want..."

The sudden start of the car successfully blocked her questioning.

The car is like an arrow from the string, shooting forward.

Shen's sleepless body toppled forward due to inertia and hit the soft seat cover of the driver's seat.

She covered her forehead and sat up slowly.

As soon as he was seated, the car suddenly accelerated and turned around the intersection.

The body lost its balance again, and its shoulder hit the side door.

He did it on purpose! It must be!

Shen sleepless was angry and angry, and there was still a trace of unspeakable grievance in his heart.

She sipped her lips and sat down again, holding the armrest above the door tightly to stabilize her figure.

The car went on at a high speed, almost phantom.

Shen sleepless body also followed the left and right sway, flustered.

But even so, she didn't ask Lu Zhiyao for a word, but tried to grasp the handrail.

His pale face was tight and his eyes sparkled with stubborn light.

After running five red lights in a row, the car finally arrived at the nearest hospital to the clubhouse.

It used to take half an hour's drive, but it was shortened by half by men.

The car door opened with a bang, and Lu Zhiyao stood in the cold wind, emitting a bitter breath all over.

Looking at the brightly lit hospital building behind him, Shen sleepless heart trembled slightly, swinging a layer of charming waves.

Is it your own misunderstanding?

He drove so fast that he didn't want to torture her, but was in a hurry to bring her to the hospital?

This cognition made her heart beat faster.

When she was dragged out of the carriage and carried into the emergency hall at a distance from the road, Shen did not struggle and cooperated with her all the way.

Even leaning against his warm arms, greedily smelling his own taste.

But the next second, reality gave her a loud slap in the face.

The feeling of weightlessness suddenly came, and the unsupported body slammed on the chair in the emergency hall.

Shen sleepless couldn't help but let out a stuffy hum.

Slow down, she looked up in consternation, but what she saw was the back of Lu Zhiyao turning away.

"Sir?" In the nurse's desk, the nurse on duty called.

The man turned a deaf ear, as if he had just discarded a bag of garbage and walked out of the hospital without looking back.

MoMo's ruthless back is like a sharp knife plunging into Shen sleepless heart.

The brilliance in her eyes faded instantly, and she felt that she was like a clown just now, which was ridiculous.

Lu Zhiyao hated her to death. How could she worry about her injury?

Will send her to the hospital, probably just feel that she hasn't retaliated enough, don't want her to die too early.

But she was stupid enough to think that he still cares about himself...

The bloody lips trembled up, and the smile was bleak and full of self-mockery.

The nurse looked back, looked at Shen sleepless, who was covered in blood on her chair, and called the doctor in the emergency department for her.

Seeing her injury, the doctor's face was full of shock: "You are seriously injured, especially your left hand, which must be treated immediately."

After that, the doctor issued a diagnosis form and handed it to Shen Weimian: "You pay first, pay the fee, and the pharmacy will send the medicine to the debridement room."

Looking at the payment amount on the list, Shen Weimian hesitated.

It's too expensive...

Holding the hand of the list, unconsciously tightening.

"Can you use no anesthetic?"

"What?" The doctor was startled by her request, and his face showed reluctance.

"Please." Shen Weimian asked, "I really don't want to use anesthesia. Please take it off."

The doctor failed to overcome her stubbornness and made a new list for her.

"I will remove the glass residue from your hand first, and then judge whether it is necessary to suture according to the size and depth of your wound. If you suture, you must be anesthetized. This is the hospital regulation, please understand."

Shen Weimian nodded, but his heart was ready not to anesthetize even if he wanted to suture.

After paying the fee, she followed the doctor into the debridement room.

Scissors cut off her sleeves bit by bit, revealing her whole arm.

"It will hurt a little, you can endure it." Said the doctor, turning on the light.

The harsh white light shone on Shen Weimian's hand. He held her wrist in one hand and sterilized tweezers in the other, carefully peeling off the wound on her arm.

The sharp tips of tweezers went deep into the flesh, looking for glass fragments inside.

Even though the doctor's movements were very light, Shen did not sleep and was still sweating all over.

Pieces of glass slag were taken out of the meat and put on a stainless steel plate on the table.

Shen sleepless never felt that time was so difficult, and his whole body was tight to twitch.

"Or use anesthesia." The doctor could not bear to persuade.

She gritted her teeth and shook her head slowly: "Go on!"

Looking at her white but stubborn and firm face, the doctor couldn't help but raise a trace of admiration in his heart.

Even men may not be able to bear this kind of pain, but she not only resisted it, but did not even say a word!

He took a deep breath, stopped persuading and entered the working state again.

The camera in the corner of the ceiling flashes a red light, and the indoor picture is completely broadcast to the screen of the hospital's monitoring room.

In front of the screen, Lu Zhiyao held his fist tightly, and the veins stood out on his forehead.

He was called to the hospital director urgently and stood behind him, too scared to breathe.

In the enlarged monitoring picture, more than half of the tips of tweezers are embedded in Shen's sleepless arm, and her delicate body trembles uncontrollably with pain.

Lu Zhiyao's heart suddenly trembled, like an angry lion, kicking over the low stool beside him irritably.

The low stool hit the wall and fell apart.

The people in the monitoring room were frightened by his sudden outbreak and shivered unconsciously.

"Give her anesthetic!" Man Huo Ran turned his head and stared at the dean with countless storms. "I asked you to give her anesthetic immediately!"

The dean swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice trembled because of fear: "OK... OK, I'll arrange it right now..."

He didn't dare to stay here for a second, and ran out of the room like escape.

Footsteps far away, Lu Zhiyao seemed to be emptied of strength, his body shook slightly, and he slumped down on the swivel chair behind him.

Looking at the surveillance screen, the woman who bit her lip and said nothing murmured: "Shen sleepless, you used to be most afraid of pain."