Chapter 10

Qiao Chen voice is hoarse, talk a bit laborious: "you need not worry about me."

Joe pursed his lips.

It's impossible not to worry.

Qiao Chen is the only relative she cares about in this world.

Originally, everything was fine.

But at the sports meeting of Qiao Chen's senior three that year, he suddenly fainted in running.

Then it was found that he had a congenital heart disease.

This kind of disease is very dangerous once it breaks out. Today, he went into shock directly. Almost, he couldn't be rescued.

Qiao Chen sees her worry, pale lips evoke shallow smile, stretch out a hand to clap on the back of her hand, pretend relaxed way: "I'm really all right, you see I'm not good now?"

"Chen Chen, you..."

Qiao Mianmian's eyes are red, just want to say something, the door of the ward is pushed open.

A group of doctors and nurses came in.

Qiao mianmianmian, the head of the hospital, is the vice president of the hospital.

She looked at the group of people who came in. She was stunned and frowned: "you..."

"Miss Joe, we're here to change the ward for Mr. Joe."

The vice president was very polite and even a little respectful.

Qiao Mianmian is a Leng again, her heart clatters a, the facial expression changed: "change ward? Where to? "

It seems that the Joe family already knows about her breakup with Suze.

Qiao's father didn't want to treat Qiao Chen. He didn't think his illness could be cured. It's a waste of money to spend so much money living in the hospital.

Can also scruple her and Su Ze have engagement, dare not do things too ugly.

Now that she and Suze have broken up, there is no need to worry about anything.

Oh, it's real.

Qiao Mianmian's heart is angry and sad. Sometimes, she really doubts whether she and Qiao Chen are picked up from the outside. Qiao Anxin is Qiao's father's real daughter.

Vice president said politely: "before let Mr. Qiao live here, wronged him. We will immediately transfer him to the VIP ward, and then arrange the most professional medical team to treat Mr. Qiao. "

With that, the vice president directed: "hurry to send Mr. Qiao to the VIP ward."

Joe Mianmian didn't expect this.

She opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the vice president.

Lying on the bed of Qiao Chen is also a face of doubt, asked in a low voice: "sister, this, this is how to return a responsibility."

Qiao Mianmian blinked and said, "I don't know..."

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The condition of VIP ward is n times better than that of ordinary ward.

One person, one room, one set of wards.

There are bedrooms, living rooms, kitchens and bathrooms in the ward. It can be said that there are all kinds of supporting facilities. When the windows are opened, there is a large green landscape outside.

The air is not filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, but a pleasant faint fragrance of flowers.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Qiao, are you satisfied with it?" The vice president bowed his head and said respectfully, "if there is any dissatisfaction, we will revise it immediately."

Qiao Mianmian: "very satisfied, thank you!"

The vice president breathed a sigh of relief: "that's good. We won't disturb the rest of you. If you need to press the service bell, someone will come to serve you immediately. "