Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Just then, there were several knocks on the office door, breaking the silence inside. Mr. Fang gestured to Secretary Wu to open the door.

As the door slowly opened, a figure in a neat white coat walked in. It was Mr. Fang's personal physician, Dr. Li.

Dr. Li was entrusted by Mr. Fang to rush to check Lin Yunzheng's physical condition after receiving an urgent notification from Mr. Fang.

As soon as Dr. Li entered the room, he quickly got to work and examined Lin Yunzheng's condition professionally and carefully.

After some examination, Dr. Li determined that Lin Yunzheng was only poisoned by excessive alcohol and was not seriously injured.

"Are you sure it's just excessive drinking? Are there no other problems? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Mr. Fang was a little worried and asked a few more questions.

"Mr. Fang, don't worry. I've checked all of Miss Lin's indicators, including her blood pressure and heart rate, and nothing is abnormal. Her main symptoms are blushing, dizziness, and a hangover, which are all common symptoms of excessive alcohol consumption."

Mr. Fang nodded.

"But just in case, I still suggest that Lin Yunzheng have a good rest today."

"Okay, thank you." Mr. Fang breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression remained solemn.

Fang Shenghe clearly remembered that Lin Yunzheng didn't drink much at noon today, but now she is so dizzy. In addition, Jiang Qianqian said that the room has been booked and proposed to send Lin Yunzheng to the presidential suite of the hotel. Fang Shenghe felt even more strange.

"Mr. Fang, you have a meeting at 2 pm. Now the time is up and the suppliers are waiting in the conference room. Do you need to come over?" Secretary Wu reminded Fang Shenghe.

"Okay, I'll go to the conference room now. Remember, if anything happens, just call me and I'll come right over." Fang Shenghe said.

Fang Shenghe turned to Dr. Li and said, "You continue to observe here until I finish my meeting, or until Lin Yunzheng fully recovers."

"Okay." Dr. Li nodded.

When leaving the hotel at noon today, Mr. Fang also arranged for Xiaoqin, an assistant from the purchasing department, to secretly check the hotel.

At this time, Xiaoqin called Mr. Fang.

"Mr. Fang, I have copied all the restaurant surveillance footage you requested, including the private rooms, the lobby, and other locations. I will bring it back to the company this afternoon."

"Ok."

"There were a lot of reporters in the lobby downstairs of the hotel, but they seemed to have received some temporary notice and left again," Xiaoqin added.

"I understand." Mr. Fang hung up the phone.

At this moment, Jiang Qianqian was also very angry. She had already worked with Ning Tingbei to arrange for reporters to go to the hotel and planned to wait at the door of the presidential suite, but she didn't expect that she failed.

After Mr. Fang and Lin Yunzheng left the lunch restaurant, Jiang Qianqian quickly called Ning Tingbei: "Hello, Mr. Ning."

"Did Mr. Fang take the room card and go to the hotel? Are the reporters here?" Ning Tingbei's tone was very proud. "As long as they are photographed by a large number of reporters from the hotel room, then, regardless of their innocence, even if Lin Yunzheng did nothing, they will not be able to explain it clearly. By then, the elders of the Huo family will never allow her to enter the house."

"Mr. Ning..." Jiang Qianqian hesitated, "Mr. Fang didn't accept the room card, so they didn't enter the hotel room."

"What?" Ning Tingbei was surprised. "What's going on? Didn't you say before that Mr. Fang had feelings for Lin Yunzheng?"

"I didn't expect that either." Jiang Qianqian didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Then you should inform the reporters to disperse first."

"Should we let the reporters go to Mr. Fang's Times Group to take photos and stake out?" Jiang Qianqian seemed to want to make amends.

"That's someone else's company, not a public hotel. Can reporters get in? Why don't you think about it?" Ning became more and more angry as Bei Yue spoke, and hung up the phone directly.

Ning Tingbei stood in the study, his eyes wandering and his mood complicated.

*

Since Dr. Huo entered the hospital this morning, his eyelids have been twitching from time to time, and he has felt an inexplicable uneasiness lingering in his heart.

Normally, he would have laughed it off as just normal eye strain, especially after a night shift, but this time, his gut told him something different.

The busy morning in the outpatient clinic passed quickly. When he saw off the last patient, it was already 12 o'clock. He planned to pick up his mobile phone and call Lin Yunzheng.

However, just as he was about to press the dial button, hurried and uneasy footsteps were heard outside, and then the door of the clinic was knocked.

The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes poked his head in. His voice trembled slightly, "Doctor Huo, I've come all the way from another province... My brother is seriously ill. I heard you're an expert in this area, and I'd like to see you on an appointment."

"You should register first." Huo Chenyuan reminded him.

"I went to the hospital this morning, but the registration office said that the specialist appointments were already fully booked and that we had to make an appointment several days in advance. However, the daily hotel bill for us to stay here is very expensive, and we don't know how long we have to wait. My brother's condition is quite urgent."

Dr. Huo's heart trembled upon hearing this, and he instantly understood the emergency situation. Although he had planned to take a lunch break, he had never made a habit of shirking his duties with seriously ill patients.

"Please wait a moment," he replied gently, "let me first understand the specific situation. If the situation is critical, I will do my best to arrange it."

Putting down the pen in his hand, Dr. Huo stood up and motioned the other party to enter the consulting room.

The person who entered the clinic was a young man with a noticeably thin build. He was wearing a pair of somewhat worn sneakers and looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

His skin was pale, and his cheekbones were slightly prominent. His eyes, set in a thin face, were deep and piercing, with a tired yet resilient light in his pupils.

The fine black hair stuck to his forehead, and a few beads of sweat could be vaguely seen sliding down his temples.

"Did you bring the CT scan?" Huo Chenyuan asked after asking about the symptoms and reading the medical records.

"I brought it, doctor, take a look." The family members brought all the films taken at the hospital in their hometown.

"How about this, I'll write you a prescription and you can have another scan at our hospital this afternoon."

"Doctor, hasn't this been filmed?"

"Well, I've seen your film, but it doesn't capture the area I need to see. The brain's structure is complex, so I need further data and images. This disease progresses rapidly, so it really needs treatment as soon as possible. How about I arrange for your brother to be hospitalized first?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he nodded repeatedly, almost choking: "Thank you so much, doctor!"

Dr. Huo consoled her, "This is my responsibility as a doctor. No need to thank me."

After the patient left, Huo Chenyuan felt a wave of fatigue coming over his heart, but the worry in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.

Finally finding some time, Dr. Huo hurriedly pulled out his phone, only to find the time displayed on the screen had already reached 2 p.m. Frowning, he dialed Lin Yunzheng's number.

Dr. Huo originally thought he would hear Lin Yunzheng's voice, but he never expected that someone else would answer the phone.