MTL - After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

Meng Chuyuan couldn't help but turn around, and happened to see someone walking in, holding a mobile phone and a receipt from the hospital. Her eyes flashed slightly, as if she saw a life-saving straw.

She turned around and looked at the strange man behind her who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and a smile appeared on his face, "Sir, are you in a hurry? How about you line up in front of me?"

"..." Lu Qingye stood nearby. After seeing that there was no more bleeding from the puncture spot on his hand, he threw the cotton swab into the trash can. The scene in front of him happened inadvertently. He did not expect that Meng Chuyuan would actually do it. Do this.

The man heard someone talking to him. He raised his head and saw Meng Chuyuan taking the initiative to give up his seat. He was a little confused. Just when he was about to speak, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Thank you, but I may not need it." The man thanked Meng Chuyuan, then pointed to the mobile phone and said, "Sorry, I'll go out and take a call first."

Meng Chuyuan stood there without moving. Her legs seemed to be nailed by nails and she could not move. She lingered for a long time. It was not until the nurse called her over that Meng Chuyuan slowly moved her steps and sat down hurriedly and uneasily. , the two hands naturally dropped, clasped together, and placed on her legs.

The nurse held a tourniquet in her hand, glanced down at Meng Chuyuan, and reminded: "Stretch your hand over here."

  She whispered, then pulled up her sleeves and slowly stretched out her hands.

The next second, the nurse tied a tourniquet above Meng Chuyuan's elbow, used a cotton swab dipped in iodophor to disinfect the site to be punctured, and then inserted the other end of the blood sample collection needle into the vacuum blood collection tube.

This series went smoothly until the nurse found her vein and was about to insert the needle. She suddenly retracted her hand and her elbow became bent.

“…” The nurse was stunned for a second. Even wearing a mask could not hide the helplessness on her face. “Don’t move around. It’s easy to inject it by mistake.”

Lu Qingye took the initiative to explain for Meng Chuyuan: "I'm sorry, she is afraid of needles."

The nurse glanced at Meng Chuyuan and muttered: "How old are you to be afraid of needles..."

Meng Chuyuan blushed a little when she was told that, and she said apologetically: "I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."

 She is afraid of injections.

Every time she sees the moment when the needle pierces the skin, she will feel strong discomfort and fear in her heart. She will also subconsciously think of the scene of her mother being held down for the injection.

Meng Chuyuan draws blood every year for physical examination, and occasionally gets sick and needs injections. Even though she has experienced it many times, she still cannot overcome the fear in her heart. Seeing that Meng Chuyuan was beautiful and had a gentle attitude, the nurse not only regained her patience, but also comforted her: "It's okay, don't be nervous."

“…Okay.” Meng Chuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his hand again.

The nurse gently grabbed her arm, her eyes fell on the vein in the middle of the elbow, and then revealed the needle on her hand, "Don't move it this time."

Meng Chuyuan tried hard to stay calm, suppressed his pounding heart, and let out a trembling hum.

Lu Qingye stood beside her, held her right hand, and said softly: "Close your eyes if you're afraid. Don't look."

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingye raised his other hand, placed his palm against Meng Chuyuan's eyebrows, and manually closed her eyes.

Meng Chuyuan felt her eyes go dark and could not see anything. Then she felt a slight sting in her hand, and the tourniquet was untied and loosened.

After a moment, the nurse pulled out the needle, took a clean cotton swab and pressed it between her elbows, letting her hold it for a while.

 After completing the blood draw, Lu Qingye continued to accompany Meng Chuyuan to complete all the remaining physical examination items, and then he went to do his own unique physical examination items.

When Lu Qingye said he wanted to act alone, Meng Chuyuan asked curiously: "How many projects do you still have that haven't been checked?"

"Not much." Lu Qingye prepared breakfast for Meng Chuyuan in advance and found a suitable place for her to sit and eat. "Wait for me here."

Meng Chuyuan nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

 She was sitting alone in the quiet corridor, drinking milk and eating a sandwich.

During the long wait, Meng Chuyuan walked back and forth in the corridor out of boredom, occasionally playing with his mobile phone.