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

The several buildings of the First Affiliated Hospital are always crowded with people.

Zhou Cheng held Su Qingyan's hot hand and came to the general surgery ward 2, not saying a word all the way.

"Dr. Zhou?"

Nurse Linlin was a little surprised when she saw Zhou Cheng, who was supposed to be on sick leave. Then she saw Su Qingyan following closely behind him, and her expression became even more puzzled.

"Routine blood test, biochemistry, and blood coagulation." Zhou Cheng gave Linlin simple instructions, then took Su Qingyan to the doctor's duty room.

Linlin immediately understood that Mr. Su was sick again, and then she moved swiftly to push the disposal truck.

When Linlin pushed the cart and knocked on the door to enter the duty room, Zhou Cheng did not bother her any more. He took the tourniquet and personally drew blood from Su Qingyan.

When Su Qingyan saw Zhou Cheng holding the blood collection needle, he shrank back in fear, then turned his head to the side and closed his eyes. Although it didn't hurt when the needle pierced the skin, the fear of such sharp objects that might bring unknown consequences still made him feel strongly resistant.

"Doctor Zhou, what else do you need me to do?" Linlin asked after taking the blood sample handed over by Zhou Cheng.

"No, thank you for your help." Zhou Cheng nodded to Linlin gratefully.

After Linlin closed the door, Zhou Cheng walked back to the bed and looked down at Su Qingyan.

"Don't look at me like that, it's scary..." Su Qingyan pressed the needle hole himself and muttered, still tilting his head.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhou Cheng sat down on the edge of the bed, took Su Qingyan's hand away to let him rest, and continued to press on him.

"I thought it was because I was busy recently. Today I felt something was wrong, so I took my temperature and found out that I had a fever..." Su Qingyan felt that he was really wronged, as he had just found out about it as well.

"Can you..." Zhou Cheng wanted to tell him to stop working so hard, but he felt that he was not qualified to say that to him, so he turned around and went to the cabinet to look for antipyretics.

"Zhou Cheng, don't be angry. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I originally wanted to call you to tell you, but who knew you would come here directly. Do you think we are in sync?" Su Qingyan saw him coming back with the medicine, and took the medicine obediently and swallowed it.

"I'm not angry. It's not good to keep repeating this for so long. Caring too much will only make you confused."

Zhou Cheng rubbed his hair, wondering what went wrong and why they both got sick one after another.

The test results came out very quickly, and it was indeed Murphy's Law: the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.

"The result is not good?" Su Qingyan asked nervously when he saw Zhou Cheng's furrowed brows.

"I'll go out and make a phone call."

Zhou Cheng handed the test report to Su Qingyan and left.

Su Qingyan felt disappointed when he saw the arrows pointing upwards.

Zhou Cheng went to the director's office to consult Director Li Yu. After careful analysis, the two decided that a biopsy should be done. Zhou Cheng also reported the case that Gu Yi had told him in the morning. Director Li had heard of it before, but had never associated it with Su Qingyan's illness.

"Director, do you think it is possible that they are using the same type of drugs?" Although Zhou Cheng knew that saying this would involve a lot of trouble, he really didn't want to miss any clues.

"Zhou Cheng, there are some things we cannot discuss." Director Li didn't want Zhou Cheng to get involved in muddy water.

"I understand." Zhou Cheng thanked the director and left.

He knew that Director Li was doing this for his own good. If the matter was really investigated thoroughly, many people would lose their jobs. He could only change his way of thinking and make another comparison.

Zhou Cheng returned to the duty room and saw Su Qingyan lying obediently on the bed.

"Drink some water." Zhou Cheng took a cup of warm water and handed it to Su Qingyan.

"What's my physical condition? I get sick once a month." Su Qingyan took the cup and drank all the water.

"Xiao Su, you need to have a puncture." Zhou Cheng took the empty cup, held Su Qingyan's hand and said.

"What is that?" Su Qingyan asked vigilantly after hearing the word piercing.

"It's just a puncture needle that goes through the skin into the liver and takes a small piece of tissue. It's very quick."

"I don't want to..." Su Qingyan immediately refused after hearing the description.

"Your illness has not been cured. We have to find the cause quickly. Be obedient." Zhou Cheng hugged Su Qingyan and stroked his back gently.

"Or I'll go directly to Wan Lin and ask him what he is using." Su Qingyan also felt that he couldn't drag it on any longer.

"Your father has already asked Jiang Yue, and they have always said they don't know. They even said they are victims."

"He can deceive Jiang Er, but he wants to deceive me? Can he believe my dad?"

"Believe it or not... They are so adamant, what can we do?" Zhou Cheng patted Su Qingyan again, "Should we stay in the hospital here or go to that private hospital?"

"Do I have to be hospitalized?" Su Qingyan sighed, then laughed again, "That's good, I can rest now."

The news that Su Qingyan was hospitalized again reached Su Chonglin's ears as soon as possible. Because the situation in Xinghai had just stabilized, he could only sit back and do nothing. However, he really couldn't swallow this humiliation, so after thinking it over, he still dialed the number.

Mrs. Su returned to Mincheng as soon as possible and arrived at the hospital near midnight.

Only a night light was on in the bedroom of the suite. Su Qingyan had fallen asleep. Zhou Cheng was leaning against the head of the bed, typing on the computer screen. When he saw the door of the ward was opened, he thought it was a nurse coming to make rounds. When he found out it was Mrs. Su, he quickly stood up, took off his glasses, and put the computer aside.

Mrs. Su made a gesture to keep quiet, and her high heels made no sound as they stepped on the thick carpet.

"How is Xiaoyan?" Mrs. Su asked Zhou Cheng in a low voice.

"Auntie, let's talk outside. He just fell asleep." Zhou Cheng saw Su Qingyan frowning and turning over, afraid of waking him up.

The two of them came to the small living room outside, but Mrs. Su hadn't sat down yet and looked anxious.

"This time his liver function is just elevated again. There is no problem with the coagulation mechanism and the blood routine test is fine. It's just that the cause of the disease is unclear. Director Xu meant to do a liver puncture biopsy. I have just contacted a foreign expert and he has the same opinion, but..." Zhou Cheng paused.

It's just that the patient himself is very resistant.

"Xiaoyan has been like this since he was a child..." Mrs. Su sighed.

"Please persuade him again. You can't keep dragging it on like this."

"I'll talk to him tomorrow. You should also take care of yourself. I'll stay here tonight." Although Mrs. Su was very confident that Zhou Cheng would take care of Su Qingyan, they both felt distressed when they thought that he was also injured.

"I'll just stay with you, it's okay." Zhou Cheng quickly refused.

He could foresee that if Su Qingyan woke up tomorrow and found that he was not there, she would be angry again.

After asking a few more questions, Mrs. Su returned to the bedside, looked at Su Qingyan's sleeping profile for a while, and then left.