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

When Zhou Cheng saw Su Qingyan's breathing gradually stabilize and she slowly fell asleep, he forced himself to stay awake, endured his sleepiness, got up from the bed, and walked towards the ward door.

But after taking only a few steps, he was stopped by the pain that was screaming all over his body. Finally, he gave up and sat in the wheelchair next to him.

"Hey? Mr. Zhou, why are you out?" The person guarding the door was very surprised to see Zhou Cheng coming out in a wheelchair, and quickly sent someone to call a doctor.

Seeing the doctor rushing back was just what he wanted.

"How is Su Qingyan's condition now? What is the current diagnosis? Has the cause of the upper gastrointestinal bleeding been found?"

Zhou Cheng knew that even if he asked Su Qingyan these questions, he would not be able to understand them, and he might even hide something, so he decided to just go and ask the doctor directly.

The doctor hesitated after hearing his aggressive questions, not sure if he could tell him these.

"Mr. Zhou... you know about the patient's condition. We can only explain it to the family members--"

"I am his relative." Zhou Cheng said with a serious face.

"Oh my god...what are you thinking about? Tell him now."

Lu Ze came trotting over. He had just seen Su Chonglin off and had been away for a short while. Why was this place in chaos? This family would fall apart without him.

"Let's go to the office." The doctor felt uncomfortable after being choked, so he turned around and left first.

Lu Ze hurriedly walked behind Zhou Cheng and helped him push the wheelchair.

"Mom, don't be angry. He is blind and doesn't recognize the real you. You are the real family member, and I am fake."

Zhou Cheng interrupted Lu Ze's mumbling, and he was in no mood to correct his address.

When they arrived at the office, the doctor clipped Su Qingyan's various films onto the reading light and began to analyze his condition.

Zhou Cheng started to suffer from his occupational disease again. He always felt that the doctor's explanation was not comprehensive, so he immediately asked many questions, making the other party feel as if the director was making rounds.

When Zhou Cheng saw Su Qingyan's three broken ribs, his heart ached again.

It turns out he wasn't lying when he said his chest hurt...

"Do I need to report the treatment plan to you?" the doctor asked sarcastically.

"Speak." Zhou Cheng felt that he was just talking nonsense.

After integrating various information, Zhou Cheng put forward several of his own opinions.

In fact, what he hated most when treating patients was the patients' families directing the treatment, but now they have become the people he hates the most because of Su Qingyan.

"The patient's vital signs are basically stable now. The next step is to complete an upper gastrointestinal endoscopy to determine the cause of the bleeding. Combined with the patient's medical history, the most likely possibility is acute gastric mucosal lesions caused by oral nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs."

Zhou Cheng nodded, and it was almost the same as his guess.

He planned to give Su Qingyan some medical knowledge in a while to prevent him from making a mess again.

I will make PPT when I return to Mincheng.

He immediately began to formulate a plan in his mind.

The doctor handed Zhou Cheng all of Su Qingyan's test results. After reading them carefully, Zhou Cheng told the doctor which items needed to be reviewed later.

The doctor's face was filled with black lines.

Do you really think you are the director?

"Don't just focus on him, don't you take care of your own?" The doctor tried to remind Zhou Cheng of his identity.

"I'm a patient. This is not what I should be thinking about." As soon as he mentioned himself, Zhou Cheng immediately started to act badly.

The doctor cried out in his heart:

Double standards! Too much double standards! People from Mincheng are so arrogant? What's so great about it?

Lu Ze felt that the conversation between the two doctors was like a mysterious book, and he could only guess what they meant based on the few words he could understand.

"Also," the doctor added, "your current medical order is to stay in bed. Go back immediately!"

Lu Ze pushed Zhou Cheng back to the ward. When passing by the nurse station, Zhou Cheng asked for a syringe.

Su Qingyan was still asleep. The only sounds in the quiet ward were the sounds of various instruments working, and the blackout curtains were drawn tightly.

"Do you want anything to eat? I'll go buy it." Lu Ze thought about it and realized that the only thing he could do was run errands.

"He is now fasting from water and cannot eat anything."

Zhou Cheng checked the various liquids hanging in Su Qingyan again, then sat down beside his bed and lifted the quilt.

"Wait wait wait, let me go buy breakfast."

Lu Ze didn't expect Zhou Cheng to be so open with him, so he quickly looked away, turned around, and trotted away.

Zhou Cheng took the syringe, extracted the gas from the balloon, and then gently and carefully pulled out the catheter.

Su Qingyan frowned in his sleep and raised his leg to kick.

Zhou Cheng just managed to avoid it by tilting his head.

"Zhou Cheng?" Su Qingyan took a few seconds to come to his senses.

"It's okay, go back to sleep." Zhou Cheng patted his leg gently.

"Hold me." Su Qingyan hummed and reached out to Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng often felt like he was coaxing a child. Su Qingyan was already twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but when he was with him, he immediately turned into a child of four or five years old.

"Do you want a kiss?" After Zhou Cheng had packed up, he lay back on the bed and placed his arms loosely on Su Qingyan's body.

"I want a kiss." Although Su Qingyan closed his eyes, he accurately found Zhou Cheng's lips.

The intimate moment didn’t last long, as the director came with the doctors to make rounds.

The first thing the director did was to educate Zhou Cheng not to get out of bed without permission, as his liver and spleen were bruised and he had to stay in bed. If his condition progressed, surgical treatment would be necessary.

Su Qingyan had never had the time to ask the doctor about Zhou Cheng's condition in detail. Zhou Cheng only told him that they were just superficial injuries. Only at this moment did he realize the seriousness of the condition.

Zhou Cheng remained silent. It was not like he didn't understand all this, but he knew his limits and didn't need anyone to interfere with him.

When the director began to investigate him, he was temporarily freed from his remorse and heartache. He kept winking at the director, asking him not to say it was so serious.

After the director understood, he only said that a gastroscopy would be arranged in the morning, and then took everyone out of the ward.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were so seriously injured? Let's go back to Mincheng now. The medical conditions there are much better than Donglan." Su Qingyan held Zhou Cheng's hand and said to him anxiously.

"It's not serious. I know what's going on." Zhou Cheng patted the back of his hand soothingly.

"You're lying! Your illness isn't that serious so you won't die! You're not allowed to leave the bed! I know what absolute bed rest means. From now on, you're going to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in bed!"

"I'm not paralyzed...not that serious." Zhou Cheng was speechless.

While they were arguing, Lu Ze came back carrying a few lunch boxes. He heard their voices in the corridor and thought they were arguing again. In his heart, he prayed to the Three Pure Ones, Tathagata, and Jesus, begging the two not to break up again.

"The takeaway has arrived." Lu Ze knocked on the door three times, then pushed it open and looked inside.

"...Don't be afraid. I'll help you when the time comes. Hehe, let's take turns helping the bird."

“The takeaway is gone…”

Lu Ze quickly slipped away. How could he participate in such joy in the boudoir?