Chapter 88 I Really Don't Need It

Chapter 88 really doesn't need

Only then did Wenren Zhen realize that something was wrong with her. Not only was there a wound on her head, but her cheeks were also very red, and her lips could dry up into a thin layer of calluses.

A complicated dark light rushed up from the bottom of her eyes, holding her in her arms with a hint of pity, and she turned to walk towards the car.

"Zhenge, how did she get hurt in her own clinic?"

Li Mingxuan also felt something was wrong. Gu Nuan ran out of the clinic with blood all over his face.

Wenren Zhen put Gu Nuan in the car and closed the door before giving orders in a deep voice:

"Go to Tong shun hospital and have someone investigate what happened to the Meishan clinic this afternoon?"

"Yes!"

Li Mingxuan responded, and the car started quickly and sped off in the direction of Tong shun hospital.

Wenren Zhen held Gu Nuan in his arms and lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. His body was burning like a fever, and the layer of calluses on his pale lips had formed.

"Mingxuan, give me a bottle of water."

He commanded in a deep voice, and very soon, a bottle of mineral water was passed in front of him.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, poured some water into it, put it to her mouth, and carefully fed it to her bit by bit.

When he was picking out a gift for Gu Yuanhang at the boutique, the phone in his bag suddenly vibrated. It was a text message.

For text messages, he would not be too anxious to read, because he felt that sending text messages would not be a very urgent matter, so he had to call in an urgent matter.

But today, out of nowhere, he actually took out his cell phone and looked at it.

When he saw the text message she sent, the signal that she was in danger flashed through his mind.

So, he immediately stopped choosing gifts and asked Li Mingxuan to drive non-stop towards the so-called Meishan clinic.

On the way, he used his cell phone to check, and then he knew that Meishan clinic was a medical center that the Meishan clinic opened in the old city 20 years ago. It had been operating for more than 20 years.

Bincheng has changed a lot in the past ten years, especially since the new city is far from the old city 20 years ago, and Wenren Zhen has never been to the old city before.

In fact, Li Mingxuan arrived ten minutes ago, but what they saw was that the door of the clinic was closed, so the two of them drove around again and saw Yu Lishen walking out from behind the clinic. It was only then that they knew that there was a back door to the clinic.

If he hadn't arrived in time, what would have happened to Gu Nuan, who was injured and treated with chinese medicine, who would have fainted on the side of the road today?

He dared not imagine the consequences!

In the driver's seat, Li Mingxuan carefully looked at Wenren Zhen in the car mirror and saw some worry on his gloomy face. He couldn't help but rejoice.

This was the first time in recent years that Wenren Zhen had been so nervous about a woman. It seemed that gu Miss had also caught Zhenge's eye.

I hope that gu Miss's appearance will change Zhenge's state of mind, and I hope that he will come out of the shock five years ago and start a new love life.

...

Luxurious single observation room, Tong shun hospital.

"The wound isn't very deep. The broken pieces of porcelain were removed from the wound. It should have been smashed by something like porcelain. She just used a beauty needle to sew it up. The scar shouldn't be obvious, but the hair probably won't grow up that fast. When the wound is healed, it really can't. Buy a wig to wear first."

The young surgeon, huang zijian, wore a white coat and looked at Wenren Zhen calmly with a medical record in his hand.

"Since the wound isn't deep, how could she have fainted?"

Wenren Zhen frowned and looked at Gu Nuan, who was lying on the bed. Her face was pale and she looked very haggard.

"Her coma has nothing to do with her wound, but there is a hallucinogenic drug in her body, which is commonly known as the hallucinogenic drug."

The surgeon paused and looked at Wenren Zhen with a smile.

"The hallucinogens were all given to her, and yet they gave her the chance to hit her head against the wall. Zhen shao has met with a strong temper this time?"

After saying this, Huang Zijian laughed and joked,

"Luckily, she hit her head. If she scratched her face with a piece of porcelain, she might have to undergo plastic surgery."

Wenren Zhen ignored his teasing, but his brows grew tighter.

Hallucinogens?

A dim light flashed in his dark eyes. It seemed that she had gone to the Gu family clinic this afternoon and things were still going on.

She turned to look at Gu Nuan, whose face was as pale as paper. Perhaps because of the pain, her beautiful eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball, and she looked as if she was in pain and suffering.

"Will this hallucination medicine have any sequelae?"

Wenren Zhen asked in a deep voice. He always felt that the drugs on the rivers and lakes were very toxic.

"The stitches should be removed in a week. As for the hallucinogens? The antidote will be ready when the liquid is injected. She should be fine after a nap."

"It's the wound on her head. Try not to wash her hair these days. It's summer now. It's easy to get infected with water."

Huang Zijian did not tease again this time, but said it seriously.

Wenren Zhen nodded and looked away from gu nuan's face. He turned to look at Huang Zijian beside him.

"Should she be hospitalized for a few days?"

"Hospitalized?"

Huang zijian was startled and quickly pushed back:

"Why would she need to be hospitalized for this wound? You can just take her away when she wakes up."

"But I think it's safer for her to live in the Hospital. What if she doesn't get her wound treated properly when she goes back?"

Wenren Zhen said to huang zijian solemnly:

"No, I'd better let her stay in the hospital. You can write the admission form and leave her wound to you."

"Wenren Zhen, don't go overboard. I'm a cardiologist!"

Huang Zijian finally cried out, unable to bear it any longer.

He was supposed to be resting today. He finally made an appointment with a friend to play ball. Who knew that he was called over by Wenren Zhen before he reached the appointment point?

He thought it was an urgent matter, so he quickly pushed his friend's date over without stopping, but it turned out to be a tiny surgical stitch operation.

If the wound was serious, it was another matter, but the wound was so shallow that any surgeon could do the stitching.

Moreover, the wound is on the scalp, and the hair can be covered when it grows up. In fact, it doesn't matter if the beauty needle is sewn or not, because the average woman doesn't shave her head. Who can see the scar under her hair?

"What's wrong with cardiology? Cardiology or surgery?"

Wenren Zhen glanced at him.

"That's it. She's been in the hospital for a week, and she didn't leave the hospital until the stitches were removed. This week, you're his attending physician."

... "Wenren Zhen, why do you have to put her in the hospital?"

Huang Zijian looked at Wenren Zhen in a daze, then at Gu Nuan, who was lying quietly on the bed with an eye disease, and said softly.

"It's not good to live in the Hospital with so many people and so many mouths. If you take her home with you and take care of her minor wound while working as a part-time nurse, wouldn't it be easier for you to do it one way or another? You two might just..."

"Get lost, you can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth!"

Wenren Zhen glared at Huang Zijian, then asked with a smile:

"She really doesn't need to be hospitalized?"

"I really don't need it. Please do me a favor. Our Hospital bed is already tense, so you should leave a way for other patients to live."

Huang zijian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Go, go, what's all this mess?"

Wenren Zhen pushed Huang Zijian symbolically with his hand.

"Since she doesn't need to be hospitalized, can she leave after she finishes her iv drip?"

"Well, I'll prescribe some more medicine for her to take home."

As Huang Zijian spoke, he took out a pen from the pocket of his white coat and took out a prescription slip.

"Here, just pay for the medicine later."

Huang Zijian, pass Wenren Zhen the prescription you just wrote.

Wenren Zhen took the list and glanced at Gu Nuan, who was lying on the bed. Her frown seemed to loosen a little.

"When will she wake up?"

"I should be able to wake up later,"

Huang zijian looked at gu nuan and said,

"She's not in good health. She probably has something to do with not paying attention to her diet. She's too thin. You should give her more nutrition and let her gain some weight so that she can have a good life."

"Get lost, where did you go?"

Wenren Zhen gave Huang Zijian a symbolic push with his hand, indicating that he could roll and not get in the way.

Huang zijian smiled, turned around and took two steps before turning around.

"Do you want me to tell your uncle about this? Let him tell your grandmother the good news?"

"Go on, be your doctor, do your job, and stop talking!"

Wenren Zhen waved his hand repeatedly, signaling Huang Zijian to get out of here.

Huang zijian walked to the door and stuck his head in again as he closed the door.

"When she wakes up, you'd better let her drink more water. The effect of the hallucinogens is a little strong, and it may not be completely gone when she wakes up, and water helps to remove toxins from her body."

After saying this, huang zijian closed the door of the ward considerately and turned to leave.

The sky outside gradually dimmed, and the light in the ward was a little strong. Wenren Zhen got up and turned off the fluorescent light, only turning on one bedside lamp, and dimming the light so that the whole room looked quiet and warm.

The orange light fell and gently hit Gu Nuan's face, making her face look less pale.

There was still some blood on her face, so he got up and went to the bathroom to get half a basin of warm water. He took out his handkerchief, soaked it in warm water, wrung it dry, and carefully wiped the dried blood off her cheeks.

She was not sure if she was dreaming, but she was not stable in her sleep.

The willow eyebrows were locked, and her hands on both sides were tightly clenched. Her slender white arms were tightly stretched, as if she were struggling in a dream.

Her delicate forehead was slightly sweaty, her lips twitched, her teeth clenched, and a crystal clear tear fell from the corner of her eye.

He only said that she was very strong, and her character was very strong. Of course, if she wasn't strong, she probably wouldn't be able to do something that would rather die than surrender.

However, he did not expect that she would cry quietly when she was alone.