Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

Her face was covered with red spots, and blood was vaguely scratched in some places.

Seeing him like this, Meng Qingqing quickly lowered her head, "Is my face..."

Fu Shubai just pursed his lips, "Qingqing, follow me to the hospital."

"I don't want it!" Meng Qingqing became very excited, covering her face tightly with her hands, not daring to show him again.

Her face must have become the same as Xiao Xiao's, right?

"You don't want it?" Fu Shubai seemed to be annoyed, "Don't try again if you dare to say it? If you want your face to be completely destroyed, then it's up to you!"

In a word, Meng Qingqing shut up with scolding.

Yes, she still has to act.

Face, that is absolutely indestructible.

With anger, Fu Shubai unceremoniously picked her up and went downstairs.

Meng Qingqing didn't move and let him hold her.

Seeing Meng Qingqing being carried down, Mr. Meng was a little surprised, "Uncle Bai, what's wrong with Qingqing?"

"Grandpa, Qingqing is not feeling well. I'll take her to the hospital." Fu Shubai was very calm, said to the old man, and rushed to the hospital with Meng Qingqing in his arms.

Meng Qingqing buried her whole head in his shirt, her breath was full of his breath.

At this time, she still couldn't help taking a sip.

It smells so good.

The pain and itching on my face are so much better.

She was obsessed with this man to the point of madness.

The driver drove, and Fu Shubai held her and sat in the back seat.

He held her tightly in both hands, breathing heavily.

Meng Qingqing pressed her face against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her whole body went numb.

Her face was itchy and painful, and her head was dizzy. She couldn't help but wanted to reach out to scratch the itch.

"Don't move!" The pair of slender and boneless hands reached out and clamped her hands.

"I'm not feeling well..." She was itchy.

Both hands were grabbed again, unable to move.

Involuntarily, she rubbed her face against his chest, as if it would make him feel better.

Fu Shubai's face was tense, and he sat still stiffly.

After holding back for a long time, I couldn't help pressing her head, "Meng Qingqing, what are you doing!"

As soon as he exited, he found that his voice was completely hoarse.

Meng Qingqing's hands were freed, she endured the itch, and looked at him cautiously with a distressed face.

I saw that his whole face became ugly.

Is this making her ugly?

Meng Qingqing felt uncomfortable.

She almost tugged on his sleeve very carefully, her voice was as weak as a mosquito screaming, "I'm sorry, my face is itchy, please let me down..."

After saying this, she insisted on getting off him, turned away, covered her face with her hands, and looked out the car window.

He bit his lips hard, forcing himself not to scratch.

Tears couldn't help but flow from the eye sockets, and I couldn't stop them no matter what.

No matter how itchy or how painful, she didn't cry.

However, she was really afraid that if her face was ruined, she would not be able to film anymore.

I'm really afraid that he will dislike it.

To be rejected by a man you like is a hundred times more uncomfortable than a knife piercing your heart.

Meng Qingqing couldn't bear it.

But she can keep him from seeing this ugly look.

"Qingqing." Fu Shubai looked at the back of her head, a crack appeared in his indifferent expression, "Come here, show me your face."

You hate her after seeing it, don't you?Meng Qingqing didn't turn around even if she was beaten to death.

Helpless, he had no choice but to speak patiently, "I'm a doctor, show me what's going on, and when I get to the hospital, I can treat you directly."