Soon, my car drove to the hospital.

Because he had called before, when Jiang Leng got out of the car with Ling Guo in his arms, Dr. Zhao was already waiting at the hospital gate with him.

Seeing Ling Guo’s appearance, Dr. Zhao frowned fiercely:

"How many times this month?"

"Mr. Jiang, her condition is getting worse now. Has her mood fluctuated a lot recently?"

Jiang Leng frowned and thought:

“No, either.”

“It’s just today…”

Today, when she saw Cheng Ru's appearance, she was frightened and she was like this.

Ling Guo is usually happy.

Her mood swings were not very big.

"Are you sure?"

While starting to examine Ling Guo, Dr. Zhao frowned his eyebrows, with a bit of exploration in his voice:

"Why do I see her condition completely different from what you said..."

At this time, Ling Guo started talking nonsense again:

"Jiang Leng..."

"I hate you, I hate you..."

"Every day I'm with you, I'm not happy..."

"I pretended to be happy..."

......

Ling Guo's words made the surrounding air frozen instantly.

Jiang Leng frowned and looked at Ling Guo in a coma.

If he hadn't known too much about what she looked like when she was unconscious, he would have thought that Ling Guo was deliberately pretending to faint and deliberately saying these words.

The time is really just right.

Doctor Zhao raised his head and looked at Ling Yujin with a strange look:

"That's what you said, there is no fluctuation in her emotions?"

The man sighed and asked Ling Guo to check, while speaking helplessly:

"It can be seen that her current situation is typical emotional fluctuations and instability caused by long-term depression..."

"You have to control her emotions to control her condition."

"Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to just rely on you to give her blood transfusions."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Leng again:

"It's been three times this month. If you still have blood transfusions today, it's the fourth time, and your body will not be able to bear it."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Jiang curled his lips indifferently and smiled, raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair and strong arms:

"Let's get started."

Dr. Zhao sighed, and while leading Jiang Leng to the blood transfusion room in front, he shook his head helplessly:

"Look at you, now in order to give her blood transfusions, people are getting whiter and whiter."

"I know, you made yourself like this for your woman. I don't know, I thought you had a whitening surgery in a small workshop."

Jiang smiled coldly:

"It doesn't matter what others say."

As long as Ling Guo is fine, he can do anything.

Dr. Zhao smiled:

"I really don't know what good things this Miss Ling did in her previous life, and she would be so fond of you, the leader of Jiang's gang."

Jiang smiled coldly and didn't say anything.

He turned his head and looked at Ling Guo who was surrounded by the nurses through the frosted glass:

"Because she is the most special to me."

He didn't know if he and Ling Guo were destined to be together in this life.

Maybe there isn't it?

If he is destined to be, Ling Guo's first love partner should be him, and the first time man should be him.

Or, if they were destined to be, he should have known Ling Guo before he was plotted by the Mo family and was bullied by many men.

If he had known her earlier, she would not have met a scumbag, nor would she have experienced the unbearable things later...

If they were destined, Ling Guo would not have fallen into a strange disease that needs blood exchange after that injury.

However, they should be considered destined to be.
Chapter completed!