The Doctor's Dilemma, High-Cold Male God Next Door Doesn't Allow Crying, Fu Shangshang
Muli Private Hospital.
"She fell into a coma due to high fever and dehydration, the wound on her forehead is not serious, don't worry too much." Nian Mu Yao pulled up the quilt for the person who was taking care of the patient and announced the result.
No big deal, Mr. and Mrs. Jin were finally completely relieved.
Heaven knows, half an hour ago when they found Shang Shang unconscious and covered in blood at Yan Mu Yao's apartment, Shen Ting Hua was so frightened that she almost had a heart attack.
Fortunately, Yan Mu was calm enough and after simple treatment, she was sent to hospital.
"It's fine as long as nothing happens to the business, I and your father have something to attend to later, so we'll leave this place to you." Shen Tinghua gave Chen Xing a look that signaled him not to speak.
Before leaving, he instructed Yan Mu Yao, "You originally had an injury on your hand, and just now you carried Shang Shang all the way here. Next time, remember to get yourself checked too."
Before he had even finished speaking, Yan Jin had already dragged him away and disappeared through the door of the ward.
Nian Mu Yao moved slightly, her wrist was a bit red and swollen, a wave of soreness surged in at the joint, she subconsciously glanced at the person sleeping quietly beside her, her eyebrows furrowed.
Her cheeks were flushed, forming a striking contrast with the pale, cracked lips.
She's so shocked and amazed that she's almost never seen before. If it wasn't for the timely discovery, the consequences would be unthinkable. Fortunately, she slept soundly this time.
What still gave him a headache was her declaration of love yesterday...
It doesn't take a genius to guess that the miserable state she's in now must be related to being rejected by him yesterday, or maybe it was even intentional self-torment.
After a while, he let out a sigh, rubbed his tired eyebrows and left the ward.
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The night deepened, and the scorching heat of the afternoon finally subsided, only to return with renewed ferocity.
The merchant was burnt and confused, after waking up he curled up into a ball and cried, occasionally hoarsely shouting "Young Uncle", but the several caregivers on the side took turns to persuade him, all in vain.
Finally, they informed Yan Mu Yao.
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Half an hour later, when Nian Muyao came over, Shangshang was tightly hugging a pillow in her arms, with tears still on her rosy cheeks, and she fell asleep again in a daze.
Looks very pitiful.
"Director, as soon as we get close to Miss Fu, she starts crying and it's impossible to give her the injection..." The head nurse reported with a look of difficulty while holding the syringe.
Nian Mu Yao took over, "You all get out."
The door of the ward was closed from outside, and the person on top seemed to be affected by this faint movement, struggling to open his bloodshot eyes with a hint of vigilance.
The next second, tears fell without warning, "Young uncle..."
Nian Mu Yao subconsciously furrowed his brow, and his foot had already stepped out.
"Don't cry, Fu Shang." He threatened in a low voice, enduring the pain as he continued to sew her wound with precise and skilled movements, quickly hanging up the IV drip.
The threat worked, and Shang's eyes were on the verge of tears, but he cooperated with the treatment as if his life depended on it, a stark contrast to what the nurse had just said.
Nian Mu Yao helplessly wiped away her tears and took advantage of the opportunity to pull out the pillow from her arms.
She signaled her to lie down, and she cooperated very well. Although she was exhausted from the pain, she still forced herself to keep her eyes open and didn't dare to close them.
No words, no language, is a kind of silent stalemate.
"After a long time, he let out a sigh and promised, 'Close your eyes and sleep for a while. I won't leave before you wake up.'"
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