A fashion queen

"Dad, don't worry! The doctor said that your body is very weak now and you must recuperate quietly!" Cui Xueying said anxiously, and hurriedly reached out to hold down her father who wanted to struggle to get up, for fear that any further movement on his part would affect the recovery of his injuries.

Cui Yongyuan had a helpless look on his face and could only slowly lie back on the hospital bed, but his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

At this moment, the ward door that was originally closed was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Accompanied by a slight noise, a doctor in a white coat and a mask walked into the room.

"Hello, Miss Cui. I'm here specifically to do a routine check-up on the patient. Do you think it's convenient now?" The doctor asked Cui Xueying in a soft voice.

Cui Xueying nodded slightly to show her agreement. After getting permission, the doctor walked straight to the bedside and began to examine Cui Yongyuan's physical condition attentively and meticulously.

After a careful and professional examination, the doctor smiled reassuringly and turned to Cui Xueying, who was standing nearby. "Don't worry, Miss Cui," he said. "Your father's health is generally fine. As long as he follows the doctor's instructions and rests, I believe he'll be fully recovered in no time."

After hearing the doctor's words, Cui Yongyuan's heart finally settled down a bit. However, he still had a lingering worry in his heart - after all, at this moment, his legs seemed to have lost all strength, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move them at all. So, he couldn't help but ask the doctor again: "Doctor, please tell me when I can walk normally again? I really want to get out of bed as soon as possible so that I can go take care of my sick wife at home..."

"Don't worry, it will take some time for your legs to recover. Next, you need to actively cooperate with rehabilitation and maintain an optimistic attitude, and you will slowly get better." The doctor explained to Cui Yongyuan calmly and patiently.

Cui Yongyuan nodded slightly, showing his understanding, but a hint of worry still lingered in his eyes. He said softly, "Thank you, doctor. I'll try my best. It's just... my wife is alone next door, and I'm really worried about her."

Cui Xueying, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward, tightly grasped her father's hand, and comforted him, "Dad, just relax and take good care of yourself. I'm here for Mom! I've hired an experienced nurse to take good care of her. You don't have to worry about anything."

After hearing his daughter's words, Cui Yongyuan felt a little relieved, but he still couldn't let go of his concern for his wife. He lowered his eyes as if thinking about something.

At this moment, the doctor said gently with a smile: "If you encounter any problems later, be sure to inform the nurse in time. We will do our best to help you." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Cui Yongyuan immediately regained consciousness and hurriedly called the doctor: "Doctor, please wait a moment. I have a question. Is it convenient to arrange my wife and I in the same ward? I really want to see her anytime and anywhere, even though she is still unconscious." While speaking, Cui Yongyuan looked at the doctor earnestly, expecting the other party to agree to his request.

The doctor frowned slightly, as if pondering something in his mind. After a moment, a smile crept up his lips, and he nodded vigorously without hesitation. "Of course, no problem. Your wife has successfully passed the critical period and is fully capable of living with you. Wait a moment, I will immediately instruct the relevant personnel to make appropriate arrangements for the two of you. What do you think?" As he spoke, the doctor's tone remained calm and patient, a refreshing breeze.

Upon hearing this reply, Cui Yongyuan's tense heartstrings instantly relaxed, and an indescribable joy washed over him. His voice, a little hoarse, was filled with genuine emotion as he thanked the doctor, "That's wonderful! Thank you!" Though his body remained frail, his heart surged with boundless strength. He knew that to protect his family, especially his wife, who lay dying, he had to race against time to recover and fully cooperate with the hospital's treatment. Only then could he be discharged quickly, return home to care for his wife, freeing her from suffering and burdens, and at the same time, relieve the heavy burden on his daughter's shoulders.