After the divorce: The president can no longer control the young mistress

Doctor Yang thought for a while and said:

"If you don't pay attention, it will not only affect the healing speed of the wound, but also cause wound infection. In severe cases, it will cause high fever..."

Fu Huaijin interrupted him again: "Will someone die?"

Dr. Yang was taken aback again, "Normally not."

Lu Huailin said at this moment, "Just tell him, if he sleeps with a woman, will he belch."

Dr. Yang: "Uh... no... no."

After Fu Huaijin got the answer she wanted, she raised her chin to Dr. Yang and said, "Will you know how to tell my wife later?"

Doctor Yang nodded: "I know, I know..."

……

Sheng Chaomu waited at the door of the operating room for almost an hour and a half before seeing a doctor come out of the operating room.

"Miss Sheng, the patient's waist is penetrating, and the blood loss was very serious before. Now it will be life-threatening after being discharged from the hospital... Do you think?"

"Ma'am, the anesthetic for my wound seems to have passed, and the wound has become hot and painful. I got hurt like this because of your ex-boyfriend. It’s not enough just to stay in the hospital for a few days. I have a waist, maybe it will hurt." Falling into a lifetime of pain."

Although he had doubts about Fu Huaijin, Sheng Chaomu saw that his half-dead appearance was probably not an act, so he didn't say anything about it.

"The patient's physical fitness is strong, and there is no fear of his life for the time being. However, he has lost too much blood, so he should not be too stimulated for a while, otherwise it will affect the speed of his wound healing, and in severe cases, it will cause inflammation of the wound... there will be a danger to his life. "

He looked so dead, and he was going to be discharged from the hospital?

Sheng Chaomu looked at him for a long time after his words fell, and then said: "What if I don't want to?"

I really don't know if this man has always been so hypocritical, or on purpose.

After finishing speaking, Dr. Yang said hesitantly to her: "...that patient has a very bad temper, and he doesn't want to be hospitalized. You...would you like to communicate with him?"

Sheng Chaomu has seen Fu Huaijin's shameless skills before, and he has been so shameless recently that he has completely lost his bottom line.

Although Sheng Chaomu hadn't used a scalpel for many years, he was still very clear about the structure of the human body.

Fu Huaijin hooked her fingers, motioning her to come closer.

"Escorting is not enough, what else do you think of me?"

He looked extremely weak, his face was pale without a trace of blood, he had an oxygen mask on his face, and various life-monitoring trachea were inserted into his body...

At this moment, Dr. Yang said to Sheng Sheng Chao Mu:

She didn't doubt that Fu Huaijin was not injured, but she suspected that Fu Huaijin's injury was not as serious as the doctor said.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Sheng Zhaomu's expressionless face with dim eyes, and sighed:

After the words fell, the man closed his eyes again, unable to tell what his emotional tone was, his voice was exceptionally hoarse,

"Doctor Yang, I'm a family member of the patient. How is he...how is he doing?"

Fu Huaijin's waist is a penetrating injury, which is very likely to injure internal organs such as the spleen. Visceral injuries really cannot be stimulated too much.

"There is a penetrating wound on the injured man's waist, which is very serious. I'm afraid he will have to stay in bed for a while. It's best for the family members to take care of it by themselves, because the location of the injury is relatively small. It's best for the wife to come and scrub the private parts of the lower body. It's more appropriate to do."

Seeing that she was successfully distracted, Fu Huaijin replied:
"I don't want to do anything, I just want my wife to be by my side until I fully recover."

After her words fell, Fu Huaijin let out a broken groan from her throat, and then said:

"Ma'am, when I was stabbed and bleeding profusely, I was still thinking about how to coax your heart back. Even during the operation, I was thinking about this question. Now it seems that I just gave my life for nothing If I dedicate myself to my wife, my wife will not have the slightest sympathy for me. Forget it, a twisted melon is not sweet, and I will not force others to do what is difficult for me. You can go..."

After the doctor's words fell, Sheng Chaomu set his eyes on the man's face because of the 'extremely painful wound', frowned and said:

Sheng Chaomu snorted, and asked, "He...he...isn't in danger of his life?"

Sheng Chaomu frowned, and thought: I really don't know if he was as hypocritical as Zhou Gongjin when he was Zhou Gongjin.

Sheng Chaomu glanced at his badge, walked up to him, and asked:

"Jiang Hai, go and complete the discharge procedures for me. Just let the doctor come to change my dressing on time. I don't want to stay here and smell the suffocating smell of disinfectant..."

"So far, I haven't been able to warm up my wife's heart. If you want to blame me, you can blame me for hurting my wife's heart by doing a lot of evil in the past. Now my wife doesn't want to give me a good face. I completely understand. My wife doesn't care about my pain now. Then let it get better more slowly..."

Speaking of this, he said weakly to Jiang Hai who was waiting at the side:

Zhou's family is not rich, and the house they live in will leak when it rains.

After a pause, the man coughed violently twice, and his panting became heavier, the kind of breathless,
"However, if my wife can accompany me, I... I can bear it for the time being."

Seeing Doctor Yang's embarrassed face, Sheng Chaomu quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk to him."

Therefore, she quickly nodded to the doctor and said, "Okay, Doctor Yang, I'll thank you then."

While speaking, Fu Huaijin, who was lying on the operating trolley, was pushed out of the operating room.

Sheng Chaomu suppressed the rampant anger in his chest, walked in front of him, looked down at him, and said:
"The doctor said you were going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Thinking of this, Sheng Chaomu frowned and said with a low smile:
"Fu Huaijin, you don't want to make excuses to sell me miserably, you are not hurt that badly at all, right?"

Soon, a man's breath was unsteady but his lips breathed extremely hot bass,
"I...I don't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and I don't like being manipulated by others..."

Sheng Chaomu looked at his hand holding the infusion needle, and the way he struggled to hook his fingers, thought for a while, and then leaned over to him.

In view of his recent shameless behavior, Sheng Zhaomu doubted him because of his rather rogue words.

Fu Huaijin made a look of hurt.

He seemed to close his eyes because he couldn't bear the pain in his body, his breathing became short, and he even started to inhale the oxygen in the oxygen mask.

Sheng Chaomu: "..."

She said: "How should I put it, your injuries are caused by me. During your hospitalization, I will... stay and accompany you."

Speaking of this, he paused for a few seconds, "Take it as punishment for the mistakes I made back then. Jiang Hai, let's go through the discharge procedures."

Because of his words, Sheng Chaomu's face flooded with emotion, her whole face was flushed with anger,

"Fu Huaijin, do you really want to die that much?"

The man opened his eyes because of her words. His eye sockets were very red, but his eyes were unusually dim.

He looked at her deeply, and said aggrievedly:
"Madam, you are wrong. I don't want to die at all. You can't see that I am torturing myself like this, in fact, just to buy more time to spend with you. I just want to warm my wife's heart, that's all."