Chapter 197

After pulling out the glass slag, the wound immediately opened like a child's mouth, which made the scalp numb.

"Ah..."

A woman who was afraid of blood in the crowd gave out a delicate exclamation, almost fainted by the bloody wound.

Xu moling immediately applied the medicine to Yang Yifan. The liquid was very exciting. The moment he applied the disinfectant, Yang Yifan's forehead was blue.

"I know it hurts, Yifan. Please bear it!" Seeing this, Xu moling immediately took his hand and comforted him in a soft voice.

Yang Yifan nodded difficultly. He held the soft and boneless hand tightly, trembling because of the sharp pain.

"Well, I'll come again!" Xu moling took a deep breath again and picked up the tweezers.

"I can't help it!" Yang Yifan whispered.

He looked down and saw that Xu moling's small round nose exuded tiny beads of sweat because of tension, and a pair of long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flashing its wings, which immediately stirred layers of ripples in his heart.

Next, Xu moling helped him clean up all the wounds on his legs with the lightest and fastest action.

Then she applied medicine and bandaged. She always pursed her lips and turned pale. She completed all the steps carefully.

Until the doctor came, looking at the wound that Xu moling seriously dealt with, he could not help but thumbed up and exclaimed, "this technique is quite professional! Have you ever been a nurse, miss

Xu Mo Ling took a long breath and sat on the chair in a weak voice, "no, it's not. But I got a professional nurse certificate. "

The doctor nodded, "no wonder you can handle the wound in this situation, and the technique is very professional. In this emergency, your practice is very commendable."

Xu moling gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and stirred up a helpless smile on his lips, "I It's actually blood sickness. But if I don't deal with the wound in time, there's no other way! "

In that case, no one dares to help, not because they are unwilling to help, but because they don't know how to deal with it.

Yang Yifan was injured because she saved her. Xu moling knew that if she only hesitated because she was afraid, and let Yang Yifan endure great pain and lose too much blood, her conscience would be sorry.

Therefore, even if Xu moling was afraid to see blood, he tried to calm down and do what no one dared to do.

Seeing a flash of panic in her eyes, Yang Yifan reached out and patted Xu moling's hand, comforting, "it's OK, it's OK, I don't hurt at all!"

After a long rest, Yang Yifan refused everyone's good intention to let him go back to his room and insisted on attending the meeting normally.

Xu moling persuasion useless, had to temporarily borrow a wheelchair, push him to the meeting.

The afternoon meeting went very well.

Although Yang Yifan can't make Cheng Mochen agree with her heroically to save the beauty, he is still happy with her attentive care and the beauty on his side.

Soon it was dinner time.

Catering in the kitchen busy preparation, decoration super luxury restaurant sounded a beautiful melody, guests have to dance on the dance floor.

The men who came to invite Xu moling to dance came in an endless stream and were politely refused by Xu moling.

She deliberately hid in the corner, chatting with Yang Yifan while waiting for the arrival of dinner.

The last one to invite her to dance was Sun Xian.

"Miss Cheng, would you like to dance with me?" Sun Xian is a middle-aged man with a slightly strong figure. His suit is straight and neat, but he doesn't look so greasy.

Xu moling indifferently refused, "thank you for the invitation, but I have to take care of Mr. Yang, excuse me."

After drinking some wine, sun Xian's attitude became entangled obviously. "Mr. Yang, sit here and don't take care of him! Miss Cheng will dance with me very fast

Then he reached out to Xu moling.

"Mr. Sun, you have drunk too much. Go back and have a rest." Yang Yifan's face suddenly cooled down.

He stood up from the wheelchair, a sense of difficulty flashed between his eyebrows, and moved his steps difficultly to block Xu moling behind him.

"Yang Yifan, come on! If you push too hard, the wound on your leg will crack Xu moling quickly took his arm and motioned him to sit down.

How can Yang Yifan be a shrinking turtle when the woman he likes is entangled by men!

Sun Xian felt that he had been humiliated, and his face was immediately displeased. "Xiao Yang, you're not right. We all share beautiful women. What's the point of taking them all by yourself?"

Yang Yifan looked at Sun Xiandao coldly, "Mr. Sun, please respect yourself. Miss Cheng has a noble status. She's not the kind of person you think she is. "

Sun Xian was drunk and swaying. He looked at Xu moling with his eyes of two colors, but he didn't converge in front of Yang Yifan.

That kind of wretched look, almost want to swallow her gold belly.

Yang Yifan hurt, Xu moling do not want to cause trouble, then coldly way, "Mr. Sun, I give you one last chance, please leave.""I'm going? Under the peony, it's romantic to be a ghost. Now, beauty, I won't go even if I'm killed! "

Sun Xian stares at Xu moling greedily. The beautiful woman who has been thinking about for a day is right in front of him, but he can only see and can't eat. He has been unable to bear it for a long time. He just eats tofu with the strength of wine!

He said shakily, "I don't know what kind of person she is! But I know as long as it's a woman, there will be a price! million? Five million? Ten million Miss Cheng is such a beautiful woman. Even if she offers a sky high price to sun, sun is willing to offer it! "

"Wow"

Xu moling splashed a glass of red wine on Sun Xian's face, and she would never be polite to people who spoke rudely.

"You dare to spill my red wine!" Sun Xian didn't expect that this woman would be so bold. His eyes suddenly glared and his face showed a ferocious momentum.

"It's polite of her to pour you only a glass of red wine."

Yang Yifan snorted coldly and grabbed a wine bottle to greet sun Xian.

"Yang Yifan, don't do that!" Xu moling frowned and grabbed Yang Yifan's hand. He raised his beautiful eyes and looked at him sharply. "You're still hurt. Let's not make trouble! Sit down and I'll take you back to your room. "

Xu moling was behind Yang Yifan. He had already seen that his leg was at the end of a bolt. The whole right leg was shaking violently because of the pain of the wound, but this guy was still supporting.

Yang Yifan was injured in order to protect her. If he called sun Xian with this bottle, the two sides would have another fight. Xu moling was not afraid of fighting, but she could not spare her hand to take care of Yang Yifan in the chaos. She was afraid that he would be injured again.

So Xu moling decided to take a breath and protect Yang Yifan first.

However, Yang Yifan refused to show weakness. His hand trembled as he held the bottle. He turned his head and said in a loud voice in Xu moling's ear,

"I brought you here, how can I let you be bullied! Don't worry, Mo Chen. I will protect you! "