The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: 206 Pregnancy (Two updates combined into one)

After Li Wanwan finished playing, she was somewhat concerned for Gu Jiao.

She had indeed heard some noise just now, but the lady on the other side of the wall didn’t ask her to stop, so she had to play on bravely.

When she finished playing, the noise had ceased.

She stood up, looking at the cold wall, worriedly asking, “Miss, are you alright?”

“You played two notes wrong.”

The response she received was a calm and icy voice.

...

Li Wanwan was taken aback.

Despite the commotion just now, you’re sure you weren’t fighting? You could still hear that I played the wrong notes, what kind of genius are you?

“Well, I’ll play it again.” Li Wanwan said softly.

“Uh-huh.” Gu Jiao dusted her wide sleeves and lay back down on the rattan chair, leisurely basking in the sun.

This time, Li Wanwan concentrated her utmost attention, finally not making any mistakes.

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At noon, the patient who had been pasted with a black strip woke up.

He was an unregistered worker, a fact that Gu Changqing had confirmed yesterday.

This accident mostly injured unregistered workers hired secretly by the Ministry of Works. They were all impoverished, and some didn’t even have family, which is why they had ended up this way.

However, all the other unregistered workers at least had a friend visiting. This man, though, had been there for two days without anything.

He lay alone in the hospital bed, his vitality strong and stubborn.

His burn area was extensive, needing normal saline to clean the wound every day, which was as painful as scraping bones and flesh.

Doctor Song had just changed his medicine and was unsure if his hands were too rough, accidentally waking the patient with pain, causing him deep embarrassment.

“Leave this to me; you go check on the other patients.” Gu Jiao walked in with a first-aid kit.

“Ah, okay!” Doctor Song, his face pale with cold sweat, exited the room.

Gu Jiao had applied numerous black strips, a choice of helplessness yet a necessary one. Their survival rate was nearly zero; treating them would lead to the deaths of many critical patients who could be saved.

Among all the patients deemed worthless for emergency treatment, only this one survived.

“How are you feeling? Can you hear me speak?” Gu Jiao placed the first-aid kit on the bedside table, took out a small flashlight from it, and shone it in his eyes.

The man’s emotions suddenly became agitated. _{freēwēbnovel.com}