The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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She wanted to sit up, but the man next to her held her down, "Don't be afraid, we'll be at the hospital soon." A look of confusion flashed across Gu Weimian's eyes. He acted as if nothing had happened, and gently stroked Gu Weimian's head with his right palm, "I know you're uncomfortable, it will be over soon, just sit still." He couldn't panic, at least not in front of Weiwei. "I'm fine!" "Don't be willful." Huo Yan's low voice sounded, the lines on his face were tense to the extreme, and his t...
His voice wasn't high at all.
But the emptiness and despair in the voice were like cold lake water, slowly covering Lin Zhiyun's feet and gradually covering his entire body.
He pressed the accelerator with his toe.
The speed is still increasing.
Speed up again!
Keep speeding up!
When Gu Weiman woke up, the first thing he saw was the roof of the car.
She frowned slightly.
Realizing that this was Huo Yan's Maybach, Gu Weimian's face twitched.
How come you are here?
She wanted to sit up, but the man next to her held her down, "Don't be afraid, we'll be at the hospital soon."
A look of confusion flashed across Gu Weimian's eyes. Why should she be afraid?
"I……"
She tried to sit up again, but was pushed down by the man again.
Because the man was too forceful, this time, Gu Weimian almost fell off his seat onto the ground, face down.
Her face suddenly turned completely red.
"Hey!" She struggled to protest.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Huo Yan's face. He pinched his hands. He didn't know when it started, but the muscles in his hands became so tense and stiff that he lost all feeling, as if they were not his own.
He calmly relaxed his hands, but his hands were so stiff that they didn't obey his commands at all.
Gu Weimian sensed something was wrong, turned his head, and his eyes fell on the man's hand.
The man noticed the changes that Gu Weiman had undergone and marveled at her sharpness.
He acted as if nothing had happened, and gently stroked Gu Weimian's head with his right palm, "I know you're uncomfortable, it will be over soon, just sit still."
He couldn't panic, at least not in front of Weiwei.
It'll be alright, he told himself.
Huo Yan's rough fingertips gently kneaded Gu Weimian's scalp, causing Gu Weimian to squint his eyes comfortably for a moment.
After narrowing her eyes, Gu Weimian realized that her consciousness was almost shattered by the man again.
"Hey..." She hadn't finished her words.
The car drifted and parked sideways in the parking space.
Gu Weimian opened her mouth and was almost knocked into the man's arms by the car.
Although he narrowly escaped death, his nose still hit the man's shoulder.
Gu Weimian groaned, and a sour mist instantly filled his eyes.
This was a direct reaction to being hit on the nose, but in the eyes of others, it looked more like Gu Weimian couldn't help crying after being hurt.
As expected, Huo Yan frowned, his face showing worry. "Where did you get hurt? Why are you crying? Does it hurt a lot? Is it a headache?"
Seeing Gu Weimian's silence, Huo Yan's heart tightened, "Weiwei, are you okay? We're at the hospital. Hang in there, we'll get a doctor to see you right away."
After hearing this, Gu Weimian didn't want to talk anymore. It was too embarrassing!
The key is that her tears just couldn't stop flowing.
She finally recovered and explained a few words, but Huo Yan didn't believe her at all...
Gu Weimian was so upset that she didn't know if she would be screwed by her nose again.
Huo Yan didn't say much, but instead hugged Gu Weimian.
With Lin Zhiyun's assistance, the man got out of the car.
Without giving her a chance to speak, Huo Yan took Gu Weimian to the wheelchair and headed straight for the clinic. "Don't be afraid, we'll be there soon."
"I'm really fine..."
The doctors were already on high alert, waiting in the treatment room.
Huo Yan put Gu Weimian on the hospital bed.
His movements were so cautious that Gu Weimian felt for a moment that... Huo Yan was treating a precious and fragile glass doll.
But how could she be so fragile?
The doctors have gathered around, some asking questions, some drawing blood, and some installing instruments.
The nurse even put an electrocardiogram on Gu Weiman.
Gu Weimian: “…”
It was like she was going to die.
She raised her hands, "Wait, wait, what happened?"
The doctors looked at each other in confusion.
"Miss Gu, don't be nervous. We will take medical measures for you soon."
"Does your head hurt now? Relax a little, and it will stop hurting soon."
A nurse came over with a syringe.
Gu Weiman noticed the name of the medicine on the bag of injection medicine that the nurse threw away.
Isn't this a tranquilizer?!
"I'm fine!"
"Don't be willful." Huo Yan's low voice sounded, the lines on his face were tense to the extreme, and his two hands holding the armrests of the wheelchair were also tightly clenched.
He seemed even more nervous than her.
Gu Weimian watched the nurse approach her with a syringe, and she rolled off the bed.
"I'm not willful! I don't have a headache..."
The man looked at Gu Weimian and frowned, "But just now..."
"It wasn't a headache just now!..."
The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say them.
Her face flushed slightly, and she felt so ashamed for the first time.