After the divorce, my second-married military officer husband doted on me

Inside the operating room, the old man took Grandpa Jiang Nuan's pulse and found that although his pulse was disordered, his breathing was rapid, and his face looked painful, he did not have any life-threatening disease in his body.

He looked at the doctor who was about to open the old man's stomach in confusion, and when he saw that the doctor was disinfecting the old man's chest, his face turned black with anger.

A bunch of quack doctors, what do they want to do?

He hurriedly controlled the attending physician and medical staff, and then fed a pill to the painful-looking old man Huo.

After seeing Old Man Huo's frown slowly relax, he passed on the message to Jiang Nuan, "Master, your grandfather's illness isn't serious enough to require surgery. What are these quack doctors doing? They're giving him random medicines to treat his illness!"

If I had come in a little later, they would have cut him open.)

Jiang Nuan was stunned.

【What, no illness! 】

[But my dad just said he has a heart disease, an acquired one.]

Jiang Nuan quickly told the old man what Huo Jiantao had just said.

After hearing this, the old man said angrily, (He is not sick at all, he has a mental illness, which is a kind of nervous stress reaction.)

(He blames himself for your grandmother's death and feels grief over the deaths of your uncle and aunt. This painful experience has been pent up in his heart for a long time and has formed a mental illness. When he is alone, as long as he recalls the scene at that time, he will feel chest tightness and discomfort, as if being strangled by a big hand. But in fact, this is a mental illness of his.

He should be seeing a psychiatrist, why is he being treated for heart disease?

He was diagnosed with a disease even though he was not ill at all.)

Jiang Nuan: !!!!!!

She hadn't expected it to be like this.

[So, what's the situation now?]

The old man said angrily, "It's okay. He took my Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill and will recover soon."

Jiang Nuan breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that his grandfather was fine.

[I'm glad he's fine. Did the medications he took before have any serious side effects on his body?]

(Of course it’s big! Otherwise, why would it get worse and worse?

But you can't blame the doctor for misdiagnosis. When your grandfather had a heart attack, the symptoms were similar to those of a heart attack, and most people wouldn't be able to detect it.)

[Thank God! He's not in danger of death, thank goodness. But can his condition be cured?]

The old man said proudly, "Don't worry, he can still be alive and well for many more years with me around."

As for the future, we can slowly provide him with psychological counseling. Whether he can let go of the past depends on his luck.)

After a while, the old man released his control over the medical staff. The doctor didn't know what had just happened and continued to disinfect, but was unexpectedly avoided by Mr. Huo.

After taking the old man's medicine and recovering, Mr. Huo pulled off his oxygen mask, pushed the doctor's hand away in confusion, and was shocked when he saw the scalpel in his hand. "What are you going to do?"

The doctor was stunned. "You had a heart attack. You were almost out of breath when you were sent to the hospital. We are performing heart surgery on you!"

The old man took the medicine given by the young old man, and now he just feels comfortable all over. "I'm fine now, my chest is no longer stuffy, why do I need surgery?"

The doctor was stunned, “You’re healed!”

Mr. Huo nodded. "Yeah, it's better now. It doesn't hurt at all, and it's not stuffy anymore."

Doctor, "Old man, are you kidding me?"

"When your son took you to the hospital, you were completely pale, clutching your chest, and you looked like you were about to die in agony.

Now it’s inexplicably healed!”

Mr. Huo himself didn't know why, so he chuckled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but my chest doesn't hurt or feel stuffy anymore. I don't think I need the surgery."

Doctor, "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt."

The doctor put the scalpel back on the tray and took off the disposable gloves on his hands.

“Since it doesn’t hurt or feel stuffy, then there’s no need for surgery. You’re just treating it as fun.

Your heart rate dropped sharply just now, which was terrifying. The defibrillator almost couldn't save you.

I prepared for surgery only when I saw that the situation was not good.

I should have known that you would suddenly say that it doesn’t hurt anymore.

It's really strange. This is the first time I've encountered a patient like you in all my years of medical practice."

……

Outside the operating room, Huo Jiantao was shocked when the attending doctor came out.

Didn’t the doctor say I need surgery?

How come it came out so quickly?

He, the attending physician, came out so quickly, and the result...

He hurried forward and asked the doctor, "Doctor, my dad..."

The doctor took off his mask and said, "It's okay. He suddenly became lively again."

"Tell the old man not to be so scary next time. He pretended to be sick even though he wasn't. I almost cut him open just now, but he suddenly got better." The doctor shook his head and left.

Huo Jiantao watched the doctor's back as he left, his figure disheveled in the wind.

"what?"

"Pretending to be sick!"

"What does he mean?" Huo Jiantao asked Jiang Nuan beside him.

Before he could figure it out, Mr. Huo walked out of the operating room by himself.

He looks very good, and his face doesn't look like he's sick at all.

Huo Jiantao was even more confused, "Dad, you...you are not...!"

Looking at his lively father, Huo Jiantao felt that the world was mysterious.

Who can tell him why the person who was in excruciating pain just a moment ago can now walk on his own with full energy?

Mr. Huo touched his nose awkwardly. "I don't know what happened. The doctor was about to perform surgery on me, but it suddenly healed."

Zhou Yuru didn't think much about it as Huo Jiantao did. Seeing that Mr. Huo had recovered, her face was filled with joy. She hurried forward to support him, "Dad, are you really not feeling any pain? Don't try to be stubborn just to avoid surgery."

Jiang Nuan stepped forward to support Grandpa, "Isn't it better if you're okay?

This means that grandpa’s illness is not serious enough to require surgery.

Come, let me take Grandpa's pulse."

After Jiang Nuan carefully took her grandfather's pulse, she found that his pulse condition was indeed similar to what the old man said.

She deliberately said loudly, "Hey, Grandpa is in good health, how can he look like he is seriously ill?

Dad, were you mistaken before? Grandpa’s heart is beating strongly, it doesn’t look like he has a heart attack.”

Huo Jiantao shook his head, "Impossible, his heart is fine, why does he keep complaining about chest pain?

The doctor also conducted multiple examinations and confirmed that he had a heart disease based on his condition."

Jiang Nuan asked, "Grandpa, did you feel any pain in your heart when you had the attack?"

"It hurts like a knife ripping you apart."

Her grandfather shook his head. "It's not that painful, it's just that my chest feels stuffy, my heart feels like it's being strangled, and I can't breathe."

"It's not a big deal, it's just that your dad was too worried and made a fuss, so he alarmed you as well.

Let's go home now. I don't want to stay in this hospital any longer."

Huo Jiantao was worried that his body couldn't handle it and that he might relapse soon. "You should stay in the hospital for a few days for observation. Every time you come, you're rushed out after just two days. This time, no matter what, you need to be observed for a few more days."

Mr. Huo walked out directly. "No, I hate hospitals. I don't want to stay there any longer."

Huo Jiantao wanted to persuade him, but Jiang Nuan held him back, "Dad, listen to Grandpa. I just took his pulse, and he's fine. He really doesn't need to be hospitalized."

Mr. Huo, "Look, my granddaughter said I'm in good health.

I'm leaving now. I feel bad for making you all so nervous late at night."

……

Huo Qiming's ward.

Lu Ting didn't know where she went. He held his stomach and sat up, wanting to go poop.

I don’t know if there is something wrong with the food I had for lunch today.

He has diarrhea!

It was embarrassing enough to ask Lu Ting to help empty the chamber pot when he urinated, and she would definitely be even more disgusted if he asked her to help him with the big poop as well.

Huo Qiming endured the severe pain in his feet and clutched his stomach as he trudged towards the bathroom. Unexpectedly, Lu Ting stormed in, yelling, "Ah, I'm so pissed!"

boom!

Lu Ting rushed in without paying attention to the road and bumped into Huo Qiming...