With the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple, Mu Ge's tone was sad and decisive: "Tang Jian, either let me die or let me stay."
Die, or stay with you.
Mu Ge only gave Tang Jian two choices.
The whole room was quiet. The bodyguards held their breath and stared nervously at the gun in Mu Singer. None of them thought that Doctor Mu would force the young master in this way, nor did they think that Doctor Mu would rather die than leave the young master.
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They all underestimated Dr. Mu's feelings for the young master, and even more so, their courage.
Such a woman is worthy of being the mistress of the Tang family.
Such a woman is worthy of standing beside the young master.
The veins on Tang Jian's forehead bulged, and his lips pursed into a straight line. His voice seemed to be suppressed by Muge's gun in his throat. He tried to open his mouth several times but was unable to speak, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down tremblingly.
"Wood……"
"I only want the answer, and you only have one chance. Think carefully before you speak." Mu Ge wanted to force Tang Jian to the point where she could only choose A or B, and she didn't want to listen to anything else.
The words in Tang Jian's throat were choked back. The blood on her body stung his eyes, and he almost cried out of pain. His voice was almost distorted when he spoke: "Okay, I won't drive you away."
Boom!
The next second, Mu Ge, who was supporting himself forcefully, fell down.
Tang Jian picked her up, kicked the gun away, picked her up and walked quickly out the door.
A car had been prepared outside the villa. Tang Jian carried Muge into the car. Tang Tai drove them to the hospital in person, followed by a bodyguard car.
Mu Ge's body twitched in pain, almost going into shock.
Tang Jian's hands holding her were trembling. He regretted that he shouldn't have shot her and forced her to leave in this way. He wanted to shoot himself, why did he use such a stupid method.
"Tang Tang Tang Jian..." Mu Ge's teeth chattered in pain, and the hand on his uninjured arm tightly tugged on his clothes.
She didn't want to hear he was sorry, she wanted to hear him say that he liked her too, she wanted to hear him say that he would never leave her again, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't even say the words, and in the end she couldn't hold it in and fainted.
He went over, but his hands were still holding his clothes tightly.
"Hurry up!" Seeing Mu Ge fainting, Tang Jian yelled at Tang Tai who was driving.
Tang Tai silently increased the speed of the car a little bit. He really couldn't increase the speed any more, and the car started flying when he raised it again.
Hospital.
As soon as the car stopped, Tang Jian got out of the car with Mu Ge in her arms. The doctor and nurse were already waiting with a flat bed, but Tang Jian didn't even look at the flat bed and walked in directly with Mu Ge in her arms.
The doctors and nurses quickly caught up. No one dared to ask Tang Jian to put Mu Ge on the flat bed. The doctors and nurses caught up and led the way, leading Tang Jian into the operating room.
The operating room was already ready. Tang Jian carefully put Mu Ge down. The doctor quickly performed a basic examination and asked about Mu Ge's blood type and allergy history.
Tang Jian answered fluently and told the doctor all about Mu Ge's condition.
"Young Master, we are going to have an operation, please go out and wait first." The doctor said after understanding.
It wasn't that Tang Jian refused to go out, but that the unconscious Mu Ge was still holding on to his clothes, and he couldn't bear to break her hand, so he said, "Just do it."
How could the doctor dare to object to his order? He asked the nurse to move a chair for Tang Jian, and then he began to prepare for the operation.
A nurse went to bring Tang Jian a chair, but Tang Jian didn't sit down either, he just stood there.
After anesthesia, Mu Ge slowly let go of Tang Jian's fingers, but Tang Jian did not leave. He held her hand and stared at the doctor to take out the bullet.
Fortunately, the doctor's heart was strong enough and he did not tremble even when Tang Jian stared at him with a death gaze. If he had trembled because of fear and cut in the wrong position, Tang Jian might have killed him on the spot.
However, the nurses did not have such a good psychological quality. They were overwhelmed by Tang Jian's aura. They all lowered their heads and no one dared to look at his handsome face.
Tang Jian watched the doctor cut open Mu Ge's skin with a scalpel, and blood gushed out again, dyeing the doctor's surgical gloves red. Then he watched the doctor use professional tools to search for bullets in Mu Ge's shoulder, and finally looked at
After the bullet was taken out, it felt like every knife was cutting into his heart, suffocating him with pain.
When stitching, the doctor originally planned to use a slightly thicker thread to avoid secondary opening of the wound, but before he even tore open the thread package, he heard Tang Jian say coldly: "Don't leave a scar."
The doctor's hand trembled, and he silently put the thread package back and took out a thinner beauty thread again.
This kind of cosmetic thread is very challenging to the doctor's suturing skills. Surgeons with poor suturing skills would not dare to take the risk of using such a thin thread. Fortunately, this surgeon's suturing skills are very masterful and he can successfully suture the wound with the cosmetic thread.
After an operation, the doctor touched his own back, and he was so nervous that he sweated without realizing it. Not to mention the other nurses, whose faces had already turned pale with fear.
"How long will it take to wake up?"
The doctor hurriedly replied: "Four or five hours, and I have to observe in the operating room for half an hour before I can go out."
Tang Jian stopped talking and stood beside the operating table like a sculpture.
When the doctors and nurses saw that he was not leaving, no one dared to leave, so they all stayed with him to "stand there as punishment".
Half an hour later, Muge's condition stabilized and she could be sent to the ward.
The nurses' legs were weak when they stood up. When they returned to the nurses' lounge, they all looked as if they had just gone to the battlefield and returned from the aftermath.
"I'm scared to death. The rumors are really unbelievable. The eldest son of the Tang family is not gentle at all. He is as terrifying as Shura." A nurse said while wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Another nurse said: "You don't know who the injured woman is. She has been with Young Master Tang for many years. I heard that Young Master Tang has no other women besides her."
"I am envious, jealous, and hateful. That woman's life is so good that she can be liked by a great man like Mr. Tang. The way Mr. Tang looks at her, I wish I could rub her into her bones."
"Envy is envy, but not all women have the courage to follow Young Master Tang. With Young Master Tang's status, countless people want to kill him every day. It seems that that woman was sent here tonight because she was almost killed in a bomb.
Yes, he was wounded by a gunshot while he was in a big gathering, and he is also a very lucky person."
"This means that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."
The young nurses were talking a lot, and an older nurse interrupted them: "Okay, after you've rested enough, let's go take a bath. Didn't I say that I'm scared to death? Don't gossip about Young Master Tang, be careful of the consequences.
Mouth out."
The little nurses stuck out their tongues and dispersed like a flock of birds.
They just hope that time can go faster tonight. They will go to work with the day shift nurse tomorrow morning, so that they don't have to take care of Mu Ge, and they don't want to anger Young Master Tang because of their poor care. Young Master Tang can make her happy with just one word.
They lost their jobs, and if they were more brutal, they might even lose their lives.