Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

The series of unexpected events left Zhou Cheng stunned in place, his mind was blank. Su Qingyan, who was wet and cold, collapsed on him after vomiting. He reflexively hugged Su Qingyan to prevent him from falling off the bed.

The doctor who had just changed Zhou Cheng's dressing was the first to respond. He pressed the call bell, asked Su Qingyan to lie on the bed, and took the stethoscope and placed it on his chest.

Zhou Cheng finally came to his senses and quickly took off his blood pressure cuff, tied it around Su Qingyan's arm, then got out of bed and pressed the measurement button on the monitor.

During the action, the indwelling needle on the back of Zhou Cheng's hand was pulled off, and blood dripped down his hand onto the bed sheet.

Zhou Cheng couldn't take care of himself at all now, and was anxiously waiting for the blood pressure reading.

Lu Ze was so frightened by this sudden accident that he was out of his mind. The sudden ringing of his cell phone almost made his heart, which was already beating in his throat, jump out.

It took him several swipes before he got through.

"Is Xiaoyan with you? Take him back to the ward quickly and push him back in a wheelchair." Su Chonglin's tone was very anxious.

The results of Su Qingyan's blood test just came out, and his hemoglobin was only 83g/L, while a normal adult male needs 120g/L to be considered qualified.

"The doctor is already... here."

While Lu Ze was talking, several doctors and nurses walked quickly into the ward and surrounded Su Qingyan.

"Can't measure blood pressure?"

The blood pressure readings on the monitor kept showing errors, so Zhou Cheng pressed it again.

The nurse skillfully opened an intravenous access for Su Qingyan, and the liquid flowed into his blood vessels at full speed through the needle.

"Director, two intravenous accesses have been opened." The nurse reported to the director.

The director frowned as he looked at the result of the second blood pressure measurement, which was only a shaky 66/31 mmHg, and the heart rate had soared to 131 beats per minute.

"Open two more lines, rehydration at full speed, emergency blood test, omeprazole 80 mg intravenous push, 8 mg continuous pump every hour."

The director continued to give medical instructions in an orderly manner.

Zhou Cheng really couldn't understand why Su Qingyan suddenly had gastrointestinal bleeding, and it had already progressed to the level of hemorrhagic shock.

Zhou Cheng stood anxiously beside the bed, staring at Su Qingyan all the time, occasionally looking up at the values ​​on the ECG monitor.

Su Qingyan lay on the bed with a frown on his face. He tried to get up restlessly, his body shaking all the time.

After a while, he suddenly turned sideways and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. After he vomited out all the blood in his stomach, he slowly calmed down.

"Take him to the ICU."

Seeing that Su Qingyan's blood pressure had not risen, the director made a prompt decision.

Zhou Cheng knew that he couldn't just follow anyone into the ICU, but he still asked for permission, and as expected, he was turned away.

He stood at the door of the ICU, staring at the tightly closed door, feeling mixed emotions.

Su Chonglin also rushed over soon. He asked Zhou Cheng what had happened to Su Qingyan in the past few days and why he had lost so much blood.

Zhou Cheng was speechless for a moment. He had no idea what Su Qingyan had been doing these days, so he looked to Lu Ze for help.

Lu Ze gritted his teeth and began to explain.

"I just... drank a few more cups... I said I had stomach pain these days, and I feel better after taking painkillers..."

Hearing Lu Ze say this, Zhou Cheng felt more and more guilty.

He must have been drinking because they had broken up a few days ago, but how could he be so stupid as to take painkillers when he had a stomachache after drinking?

If I were by his side, this kind of thing would never happen, but what's the use of hindsight?

"Xiao Zhou, go back to the ward and rest. You are seriously injured." Su Chonglin felt very upset when he saw Zhou Cheng's injuries.

Zhou Cheng now began to believe in metaphysics again. The bracelet they had prayed for in the temple before, Su Qingyan's bracelet was broken in the United States, and he had always said that he would go to pray for another one, but due to various reasons, he never went.

It seems that this kind of thing really cannot be delayed.

Zhou Cheng decided to go to Heyan Temple as soon as he returned to Mincheng.

Su Qingyan was treated in the intensive care unit by several senior professors in turn. Finally, his vital signs were maintained and plasma was slowly transfused into his body.

Zhou Cheng stood outside the door for a long time, but finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the chair next to him.

His left wrist had just been fixed, but he had managed to free it in a hurry and was now screaming in pain.

Zhou Cheng held his left wrist with his right hand and leaned against the wall, his feeling of regret reaching its peak.

I will never play around with Su Qingyan again.

"Doctor Zhou, please go and take care of your wrist first. It seems to be swollen." Lu Ze said to Zhou Cheng hesitantly.

Zhou Cheng shook his head and refused.

"If your hand leaves any sequelae, Qing Yan will definitely be sad... He might even let the entire hospital be buried with him..."

Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly. This was indeed something Su Qingyan could say.

I just don’t know if I’ll be able to hear it again in the future.

"Tell me if anything happens."

Zhou Cheng finally left the door of the ICU and returned to the ward to continue his treatment. Before leaving, Lu Ze handed him the phone that he had not had time to return.

Zhou Cheng knew very well that in his current condition, both mentally and physically, he would be a burden to Su Qingyan's treatment.

In the ward, the doctor re-fixed his left wrist and the nurse inserted an IV again.

The doctor became a little worried when he saw that Zhou Cheng didn't react at all. With all these injuries, big and small, he didn't say a word?

"If it hurts too much, you can take some painkillers." The doctor finally spoke.

Zhou Cheng nodded and kept looking at his phone.

About 3 hours later, the door of the ICU was pushed open.

Su Chonglin and Lu Ze walked over immediately.

"The patient is out of danger for now. For safety reasons, he will be observed in the intensive care unit for 24 hours before returning to the general ward."

"Is he awake?" Su Chonglin looked into the ICU.

"Uh...he did wake up just now, but he was very agitated and kept asking to see his family. Considering that his condition is still unstable, he was temporarily sedated."

"When can we go see him?" Lu Ze asked.

"Not yet. We will let you know as soon as we can see you."

Zhou Cheng's various tests came back with results, and he was far from being as carefree as he appeared to be. The doctor immediately ordered him to stay in bed, forbidding him to leave the bed without permission.

"You're a doctor yourself, but you don't know how serious your condition is? If you continue like this, I'll put you into hibernation."

Zhou Cheng's attending physician couldn't stand his stubborn attitude, and no longer cared about how big their background was, so he threatened him a few words.

"Once he's out of danger, you can do whatever you want."

The doctor sighed helplessly, then took out his cell phone and quickly tapped on the keyboard for a while, then turned the phone around so that Zhou Cheng could see the screen.

Zhou Cheng sat up suddenly.