Chapter 2 Chapter 2 White Dress Corner

The young nurse Xia Xiaoyu was walking in the empty corridor of the hospital with a first aid tray. The nurse's clothing was specially designed by a designer. It has an elegant and sexy beauty. , especially the calf under the nurse's skirt was just right... But at this moment, as Xia Xiaoyu's two slender legs staggered, her hasty footsteps landed on the floor of the empty corridor with a thumping sound, reverberating, and the design of this corridor It was too long, making her figure even weaker. Xia Xiaoyu had already arrived under the number plate of Ward 413, and she felt her heart trembling unconsciously. What was there to be afraid of?

The door of the ward opened with a creak. This is a well-equipped advanced ward with only two beds separated by a curtain.But at this moment, the curtain has been pulled aside, and the scene in front of her made Xia Xiaoyu tremble all over, the tray in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, and medicines, injections, and glass medicine bottles were scattered all over—— Inside the dark ward, the window was blown open by the wind at some point, and it was flapping, the curtains were flapping, and the wind and rain flew in from the window. With a terrified face, standing in front of her was a woman with disheveled hair and wearing a white dress, who seemed to be weeping with endless sorrow.Gradually, Mrs. Li's turbid eyes lost their vitality and calmed down, but a strand of long hair hung between her fingers hanging down to the edge of the bed, fluttering with the wind from the bottom of the bed, very coquettish.

Xia Xiaoyu was scared out of her wits, and her whole body went limp. Suddenly, a burst of lightning caused a thunderclap, and a slender figure was reflected on the wall... The woman with long hair in white clothes floated towards the door where Xia Xiaoyu was, as if floating in the air. Following the horrible rustling sound, the corner of her white skirt passed by the paralyzed nurse, and disappeared without a trace. . Wen Miao woke up from the nightmare. She was still in shock, and subconsciously grasped her chest with her hands. She suffered from congenital heart disease since she was a child, and this is her most vulnerable place.Wen Miao took a deep breath in accordance with medical norms and then exhaled slowly to calm down her beating heart.However, the huge pain still made her hold back from crying secretly.

After a while, Wen Miao let go of her chest and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hands, but she inadvertently saw the shadow of her disheveled hair on the wall, and was shocked again.She leaned forward and poured two pills into her mouth from a medicine bottle on the table by the bed, then took a sip of water to swallow them.Wen Miao's nervous expression finally calmed down a bit.She has delicate features and delicate features, and she has the temperament of a lady from all over the world. She is a typical classical beauty.It's a pity that the disease brought by this mother's womb made her face always look very pale.

The rain outside the window burst into bursts, with no intention of stopping. This is a simple and warm bedroom, the walls are light green, there is a row of beautiful hangers on the wall opposite the bed, on which are several clothes of Wen Miao, a creamy white nightgown is particularly eye-catching.On the wall next to the hanger is a photo of Wen Miao with a sweet smile but a pale face.Next to a row of cosmetics on the dressing table by the window, there is a small photo frame. In the photo frame is a close photo of Wen Miao and a man. The handsome man is hugging her from behind Wen Miao. Matching, the young faces of a couple are smiling happily.