fiery fall

More than ten minutes later, the toilet flushed.

Shen Ennan staggered out of the bathroom. Half a month of treatment had made her lose a lot of weight. She was as thin as a piece of paper, as if she would collapse if the wind blew.

The nurse went over to steady her and asked with concern: "Miss Ennan, are you feeling better?"

Shen Ennan took a breath and pursed her lips, "Well, it's nothing. I'm a little tired now and want to take a nap."

The nurse helped her lie down on the bed, and carefully and considerately helped her arrange the quilt on her body.

These scenes were all seen by Fu Qianbei in the corridor.

Chen Wen stood respectfully next to Fu Qianbei, secretly raising his head to examine the man's mood. Fu Qianbei remained coldly silent, but his dark eyes staring at the window of Shen Ennan's room showed deep distress.

After a moment, Fu Qianbei's eyes fell on Chen Wen's face, and his voice was cold, "I spent so much money just to let you torture my wife like this?"

Chen Wen's heart tightened.

This is why family members are prohibited from visiting the patient during treatment.

However, Chen Wen did not dare to say this. She explained in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, Miss Ennan's treatment was jointly formulated by the president and the five attending doctors of the hospital, with safety as the premise. It's just that Miss Ennan's physical condition is too weak. If you have an allergic reaction to most drugs, you will look uncomfortable."

"Actually, this half month is very therapeutic."

Fu Qianbei said coldly, "So you just make her feel so uncomfortable?"

Chen Wen lowered his head nervously, not daring to talk about the pros and cons of the treatment plan. He clearly communicated it to Miss Ennan, and the latter agreed before implementing the plan.

"I want to see your dean."

Chen Wen led Fu Qianbei toward the dean's office.

On the way, Chen Wen briefly introduced Shen Ennan's treatment and daily routine in the past half month.

Shen Ennan got up at eight o'clock in the morning, and accompanied by the nurse, he did morning exercises to strengthen his physical condition. He had breakfast at nine o'clock, started his morning treatment at ten o'clock, and rested around twelve thirty. Take medicine at two o'clock in the afternoon, then you can rest, and usually go to bed at eight thirty at night.

Coming out of the elevator, Chen Wen made a gesture of invitation.

The far back room is the dean's office, and the dean himself is waiting at the door.

"Hello, Mr. Fu, I am Qin Zhu, the director of Mose Plastic Surgery Hospital."

Fu Qianbei shook hands with him.

Dean Qin said with a smile: "Let's go into the office and talk."

Fu Qianbei followed him into the office and sat down on the sofa. "I came here today just to learn about my wife's current treatment status."

Dean Qin took out Shen Ennan's case book from his desk and handed it to Fu Qianbei.

It was getting dark.

Fu Qianbei stayed in the dean's office for two hours.

Some gossipy little nurses couldn't help but get close to Chen Wen and asked curiously: "Dr. Chen, Mr. Fu has been in the dean's office for so long, doesn't he want to get back the previous investment amount?"

Another nurse said: "There is nothing we can do about Miss Shen's allergic reaction to drugs, but the current treatment is effective and Miss Shen is willing. Should we tell Miss Shen and ask her to help talk?"

"I think it's a good idea. I saw Miss Shen staring at Mr. Fu's photo on her phone a few days ago. She must be missing Mr. Fu."

Chen Wen was so noisy by these young nurses that his ears hurt, and he said sternly: "Do your job well and stop fishing here. Do you want your wages to be deducted?"

Suddenly, the gossiping stopped, and the little nurses left dejectedly.

Chen Wen was still waiting at the door of the office. No one was more worried and nervous than her.

No matter what, she was the one who brought Fu Qianbei in. If he was really dissatisfied with the treatment and withdrew his funding, she would definitely take the blame.

As time passed, Chen Wen's heartbeat became faster and faster. Finally, the office door opened with a click. Dean Qin respectfully sent Fu Qianbei out and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, thank you for your strong support. We will definitely do our best."

When Chen Wen saw this, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Dean..."

Dean Qin smiled and said: "Dr. Chen, are you still here? Well, you will accompany Mr. Fu to see Mrs. Fu later."

Chen Wen nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Dean Qin saw Chen Wen's worries and said proactively: "Mr. Fu decided to increase investment and sponsorship and invite plastic surgery majors at home and abroad to discuss allergy technology. Once this topic is overcome, our medical technology will move forward. Big stride!”

Chen Wen's eyes lit up and he felt relieved, "Thank you, Mr. Fu!"

Fu Qianbei raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Has my wife already rested at this time?"

Chen Wen immediately took out his mobile phone from his white coat, "According to Miss Ennan's schedule, she is almost asleep at this time. How about I call the nurse on duty today and ask Miss Ennan to wait?"

Fu Qianbei stopped her, "No, it doesn't matter if you sleep. I'll go see her."

Chen Wen put away his cell phone, said hello to the dean, and led Fu Qianbei to the ward.

When it passed, Shen Ennan had already rested.

The nurse quietly opened the door, raised her hand to turn on the light, and said, "Ms. Ennan had a strong reaction today. She said she was sleepy at 7:50 after dinner."

Fu Qianbei whispered: "No need to turn on the light."

The nurse stopped and saw Fu Qianbei taking steps and walking into the room very softly.

A flash of envy flashed in the nurse's eyes, and with Chen Wen's look in her eyes, she left the room.

inside the room.

Fu Qianbei could vaguely see the layout of the room through the faint light and moonlight in the corridor outside the window.

There was a faint medicinal smell in the room.

He sat beside the hospital bed, his dark eyes looking quietly at Shen Ennan on the hospital bed.

In order for the wound to scab as quickly as possible, Shen Ennan's face was only covered with a thin layer of gauze. Objectively speaking, the scar was still very hideous and did not blend in with her bones and fair skin.

But Fu Qianbei didn't care. He reached out and gently touched the hair on Shen Ennan's forehead. He looked at her thin chin with distressed eyes.

If he hadn't come here today, he wouldn't have known her treatment would be so painful.

But she still gritted her teeth and persisted, even if the medicine would have adverse reactions, she would still take it.

She wants to be his most beautiful wife.

Fu Qianbei couldn't help but leaned down and lightly pressed his thin lips on Shen Ennan's forehead.

"Fu Qianbei?"

The woman beneath him gently called his name, and Fu Qianbei's back stiffened slightly, thinking that his actions had woken her up.

He sat up straight and realized that Shen Ennan was breathing slowly, his eyes were still lightly closed, and he was talking in his sleep.

He curled his thin lips and responded softly, "Huh? Mrs. Fu, did you dream about me?"

Fu Qianbei never thought that Shen Ennan would answer him. Originally he just whispered to himself.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ennan could still talk to him in his sleep.

she says.