sweet wife unattainable

Chapter 108 Dreaming (4 more)
After hanging up the phone, Su Yi rushed to the closet, took a light blue shirt and changed into a pair of pure white leggings, took the mobile phone, and hurriedly got off the elevator.

She ran out of Haizhimen, and the car sent by Song Yan'an had arrived. Su Yi confirmed the license plate number, opened the door and got in.

The car is driving fast on the road.

Along the way, Su Yi was fidgeting, she kept shaking hands and then loosening them, it could be seen that she was very anxious.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the Capital First Hospital.

Song Yan'an was already standing at the door of the hospital waiting for her.

Su Yi jumped out of the car, and as soon as she saw Song Yan'an's heavy expression, she knew that Xiao Dai was seriously injured than this time.

She hurried over and followed Song Yan'an into the hospital.

In the special needs ward.

Several experts and professors who are over fifty years old are surrounding Lan Fuchu, conducting detailed examinations on him and customizing the best medication plan.

Mr. Lan was sitting on the sofa beside him, with his hands clasped on the crutches, his face solemn.

Mrs. Lan's expression was not much better, her extremely glamorous face was full of anxiety and anxiety, she was not as high-spirited as she saw this morning, she would stand up from time to time and ask, "Dean Zhu, how is the inspection going? How is my son doing now?"

Upon hearing this, Dean Zhu exchanged a few words with the professor next to him, but did not give an answer right away.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lan became even more restless.

"Mom, Grandpa, don't worry too much. The operation has been successful. I believe the subsequent treatment will not be too difficult." Lan Shichu supported Mrs. Lan's hand and kept comforting the panicked family members.

Su Yi stood at the back of the ward. Since she was not from the Lan family and had no special friendship with Lan Fuchu, it was difficult for her to get close to her. She was separated by the crowd at the end and could not see Lan Fuchu, so she had to ask Song Yan'an anxiously, "Is he badly hurt?"

"Well, the operation took more than eight hours."

Su Yi gasped, her eyes gradually turned red.

After tossing and tossing for more than an hour, Dean Zhu came up with a customized plan with several professors. Holding the medical records, he talked with Lan's family in a tired manner. Finally, he asked them to closely observe Lan Fuchu's condition 24 hours a day. After these 24 hours, there will be basically no problems.

The Lan family breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to arrange the night watchmen.

Mr. Lan is getting old, and he has been physically and mentally exhausted after sitting in the hospital for a whole day without rest. Naturally, he can't stay on guard.

Ji Chensi called the housekeeper and servants, helped him go back to rest first, and finally, Wen Sheng said to Mrs. Lan: "Auntie, I am here to guard, you should go back first, the most important thing for a patient right now is to be quiet and rest." , It's useless for so many of us to stay here, and it will affect the air, you go back first, it's enough to have me and Shi Chu here, as soon as my cousin wakes up, I will call you immediately and let you come over."

When he said that, Mrs. Lan had no choice but to nod.

A group of people rushed out to the door, and except for a few necessary medical staff, the rest of the idlers were cleared away.

Su Yi followed them out for a while and then came back. She went out just now because she was afraid of attracting attention, but now she came back to visit Lan Fuchu.

Everyone in the ward had almost left, only Ji Chensi was left sitting in front of Lan Fuchu's bed, propping his head on one hand, with a jealous and tired expression.

Su Yi took a few steps forward.

Although he had made sufficient preparations, his heart was still clenched when he saw him lying on the cold hospital bed.

On the white sheet, Lan Fuchu lay dying, his body covered with transparent tubes of various medical equipment, and even simple breathing was supported by oxygen tubes.

"It's so serious..." Su Yi stood in front of him with a dazed expression.

"En." Ji Chensi turned his head slightly, "You're here."

Su Yi nodded, not knowing what was going on in his mind, his eyes were fixed on Lan Fuchu's body motionlessly, breathing slowly, "What's his situation now?"

"Now the anesthetic has not fully withdrawn, and I am falling asleep."

Su Yi didn't speak.

Ji Chensi asked, "Where's the boss?"

"Just now, Shichu was crying at the door of the ward, and my little brother was comforting her."

"En." Ji Chensi nodded.

Then in the silent ward, there was no sound of speaking.

After a long time, Ji Chensi stood up and said, "The infusion in the bottle is almost finished, I'm going to call the nurse."

"it is good."

After he left, Su Yi moved a chair and sat in front of Lan Fuchu.

Soon, his eyelashes trembled, as if the anesthesia had passed, and his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was in pain.

Seeing his mouth moving, Su Yi put her ear to it, trying to hear what he was raving about.

Mumbling, I can't hear what I said...

But when he got closer, he realized that his body was very hot. Su Yi touched his forehead, and the palm of his hand was frightened by the scalding heat on his forehead.

Knowing that a fever means inflammation in the body, she immediately rang the nurse's bell, "Nurse, nurse...the patient has a fever."

Doctors and nurses rushed over, followed by Ji Chensi, Song Yan'an and Lan Shichu.

Lan Shichu's eyes were red, obviously the tears had just been wiped away.

The doctor checked Lan Fuchu for a while, and said, "I'm giving him some medicine. You watch him, and give him a physical cooling every 10 minutes. If the temperature of the infusion still doesn't go down after the infusion, or if you have a fever repeatedly, you should take him to sleep." Tell the nurse to come over immediately, understand?"

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

The doctor resigned and went to prescribe medicine.

Not long after, a nurse wearing a mask pushed a nursing table, took out seven or eight bags of infusion and put them on the bedside table, then changed Lan Fuchu to a new infusion, and left respectfully.

Ji Chensi was not in good spirits, so Song Yan'an suggested that he come to physically cool down Lan Fuchu, and Su Yi went to help fetch water, but unexpectedly when she came back, Lan Shichu collapsed, and she herself had a little hypoglycemia. Or short-term coma due to lack of nutrition and supplementation, Song Yan'an rushed over and hugged her body that was about to fall.

Su Yi asked: "What's wrong?"

"She just fell down the stairs a while ago, and she had hypoglycemia."

"Then take her to see a doctor."

"Yeah." He hugged the unconscious Lan Shichu and left the ward.

There were only Lan Fuchu, Su Yi, and Ji Chensi left in the ward. Ji Chensi was lying on the sofa, and when he got up, Su Yi said, "Okay, go find a place to sleep. I've been running around here for a whole day, let me do physical cooling for him, anyway, I have nothing to do, if I have something to do, I will ring the nurse bell to call the nurse over."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, dipped his hands into the warm water, twisted a towel and folded it on Lan Fuchu's forehead.

When Ji Chensi saw this, he didn't say anything anymore, he left the ward with heavy eyelids, and went to sleep in a quiet advanced ward where the nurse opened up.

Su Yi's mental state is very good. Seeing that Lan Fuchu's face was flushed with fever on the hospital bed, he decided to take off his clothes and wipe his body.

She was half-sitting on the hospital bed, and just as she bent down to help him up, she was grabbed by a big hot hand.

Lan Fuchu almost exerted all his strength, grabbed her hand, and murmured a few words indiscriminately.

Su Yi knew that he was a very vigilant person, so he quickly used the other hand to press his big palm that was trembling slightly due to too much force, and said softly: "Don't move, little Derby, it's me, you now It's infected, it's serious, I'm helping you..."

He was groggy, and suddenly he heard a familiar voice, thinking that he was dreaming, and his trembling eyelashes quieted down.

Then Su Yi easily took away the big palm he was holding on his wrist.

Holding him halfway, like treating a little baby, Su Yi carefully took off his shirt, and then touched the sweat on his back, which was wet and sticky. In her memory, she remembered that he was a person who barely appeared. Khan, she used to laugh at him for having an air conditioner.

Su Yi suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He took off his hospital gown, put it beside him, and turned his head to twist the towel.

Suddenly, there was a slight chill on her neck, and an ice pick-like gaze fixed behind her.

Su Yi turned around abruptly.

Lan Fuchu on the hospital bed had opened his eyes and was staring at her silently.

Su Yi made a sound in his heart, his eyes seemed to eat her.

Her first reaction was not to frown, nor to throw her hands away, but to stick the twisted towel to his chest, and wipe it intently.

Lan Fuchu didn't resist, lying on the hospital bed, looking up at her quietly.

Maybe it's because the anesthetic hasn't completely worn off, or maybe it's because he felt that this scene was impossible, so he suddenly sighed softly and murmured: "I'm dreaming again..."

Su Yi was startled when he heard this, and looked up at him.

Lan Fuchu looked at her, his eyes were quiet, but his thoughts were in a trance. After a long time, he stretched out a hand to touch her cheek, "How have you been all these years?"

Su Yi wiped his hands with a towel, "Okay."

　The touching place is coming, but it will be tomorrow, and the relationship will be warmed up soon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)