PFC Chapter 861 Who is my wife calling?
Chapter 861 Who is my wife calling?
Huo Yan rushed forward angrily, grabbed a nurse and started to question her:
"Can't you see there's a patient? How can you just let someone lie there and forget about it? Can't you just send them to the ward first? What kind of service attitude do you have? Are you responsible if someone dies?"
The nurses on duty are also human beings. It would be strange if they were in a good mood at this time.
He glanced at the crazy woman who came out of nowhere, shook off her hand, said "lunatic" and left.
Huo Yan took a breath. What kind of attitude is that? Is being a nurse so great?
Turning around and running towards Zhuang Zhoucheng:
"Hey, what brought you here? Didn't the person who brought you here just leave without completing your paperwork?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was pale, his lips were purple, and his forehead was covered with layers of cold sweat. In short, his condition was not very good.
When Huo Yan approached, his big hand held her hand tightly.
"..."
Huo Yan leaned forward, trying to hear what he was saying, but all he could see was his mouth moving apart, and his voice was muffled, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"What do you want to say?" Huo Yan asked in a low voice close to Zhuang Zhoucheng's ear.
"Don't leave me, Huo Yan..." Zhuang Zhoucheng squeezed out a sentence with great effort.
The disease came on very fiercely, but fortunately she caught up with it.
He felt relieved when she came, and his body felt like it was on fire. So this is what it feels like to be sick, it's really uncomfortable.
Huo Yan also heard it clearly, bit her lip and nodded.
"I'll go and handle the paperwork for you. Please wait for me. I won't leave." Huo Yan said softly and gently, holding his hand.
Zhuang Zhoucheng clenched his fist tightly: "Are you going to leave me?"
"No, I'm going to pay the money. Can you let me go first? I'll be back soon, really, I'll be back soon." Huo Yan spoke to him with the same attitude as he spoke to Kou Xiaoquan.
Zhuang Zhoucheng still didn't let go and held her tightly.
"You're lying to me, you're going to leave me..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng murmured softly with his eyes closed, then tried to open his eyes and look at her. His empty eyes were filled with frightening fragility and sadness.
"Zhuang Zhoucheng, be good, I'll go pay the money, can you please let me go first?"
Huo Yan didn't expect that she would use this tone to coax a grown man.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't let go and pulled her, Huo Yan also looked at him:
"You have to go to the ward immediately. The temperature is so high. What if you get burned?"
What about the people around him?
Now that Lu Zeng is gone, does that mean others don’t have to follow him?
If he is so afraid of death, doesn't he carry bodyguards with him wherever he goes?
Why haven’t I seen even a shadow of him these days?
Huo Yan was helpless, and he also knew Zhuang Zhoucheng's style of doing things. How could the people around him know what he didn't want others to know?
Did he really come here alone to find her?
So, after he lost his memory, he fell in love with his ex-wife at first sight?
Huo Yan frowned, feeling that things seemed a bit confusing. What would be his reaction when he remembered it?
Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng. Even though he was sick, he was still as stubborn and tough as before.
"Wife, don't go."
Zhuang Zhoucheng gripped Huo Yan's hand tightly, his voice low and deep. He gripped it so hard that Huo Yan's hand bled.
Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng, was his brain burned out?
"Hey, you've got the wrong person. Who is your wife?" Huo Yan muttered.
"Yan'er..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng called out softly, grabbed her hand and rubbed it gently against his face, kissing her again and again.
Huo Yan's mind exploded. What was going on?
Doctors and nurses came over. The patient's condition was really serious. If he was delayed any further, even the strongest person would not be able to bear it.
It’s better to treat the disease first, and then continue to be affectionate after the condition stabilizes.
The doctors and nurses had been waiting there since early morning, just waiting for this woman to appear. However, it seemed that the reunion would last for a long time, so they had to come out and interrupt.
Huo Yan looked at the doctor and pulled his hand out of Zhuang Zhoucheng's palm.
"I'll go pay the money and go through the formalities." Huo Yan said in a low voice.
The nurse explained what needed to be done and what fees had to be paid, and Huo Yan wrote them down and did as instructed.
When she went upstairs, she was still thinking about the name Zhuang Zhoucheng had just called her. Was it because he was delirious with fever and didn't recognize her, or what?
Why do you call her "wife"?
Who is "Yan'er" calling?
Didn’t he say his wife’s name is “Huo Xiaoxiao”?
Huo Yan went upstairs and actually forgot to ask where the person was sent. It took him a long time to find the person.
Huo Yan walked in and immediately touched his forehead. Can we move to a separate ward?
How could Zhuang Zhoucheng be squeezed into the same ward with so many people?
There are all kinds of diseases in there. What should I do if I get infected?
Huo Yan found a doctor, went back and forth, and was transferred to another ward. By the end of all this trouble, it was already dawn outside.
Huo Yan sat beside Zhuang Zhoucheng's bed, his head buzzing as a result of lack of sleep.
She woke up in the hospital twice and faced him both times. At least she stayed with him once. Is this considered paying back her debt?
Zhuang Zhoucheng woke up when Huo Yan just lay down. His willpower was too strong and he was afraid that the person would die, so he woke up.
His big hand gently stroked her hair, and his throat felt like it was burning. He held on and looked at her face lovingly. How could he make her stay for him?
"Yan'er?"
Huo Yan had a slight headache, but she didn't actually fall asleep. Her sleep was very fragile now.
It is difficult to fall asleep at night, and once disturbed, I will suffer from insomnia all night.
She hasn't been sleeping well in recent years and her work intensity has been high, so her health is so poor.
When she came to China before, she ate well, drank well, slept well, and had fun. She didn't have to think about or arrange anything. She never had to think about anything, so of course she was healthy.
Living alone is really not easy.
I started another business and was busy with studio affairs.
At that time, she had just broken up with her mentor and no one helped her. She once stood on the streets of New York, looking at the sea of people in confusion, not knowing where to go.
She gritted her teeth and got through the most difficult times. She was responsible for everything in the studio, no matter how big or small. At that time, they were just starting out. Who would help her?
Many times, I am so busy all day that I don’t even have time to drink water. At night, I am so tired that I fall asleep immediately. There are too many times in a day when I don’t eat.
In that condition, her body was overdrawn bit by bit. She knew that she was living an unhealthy life, but she always thought that if she endured it a little longer, she would be fine after a period of time.
Until now, she still manages the studio alone, and all projects must be checked by her personally before she can start.
So now I can understand Zhuang Zhoucheng's hard work. When a person is in such a position, there are many things that he or she has to do not just because he or she doesn't want to.
She only had a small studio, while Zhuang Zhoucheng was managing such a large enterprise, so his time was naturally more valuable.