Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 279 Let me give you a good hug

The person who came in was Ye Tingchen.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tingchen walked into the ward suddenly, Le Yan'er's breathing was stagnant, she swallowed the rest of the words, and murmured: "Ye Tingchen..."

Hearing her call his name, Ye Tingchen was also stunned, apparently not prepared for Le Yan'er to wake up.

After being dazed for a moment, Ye Tingchen immediately walked to the bed in twos and threes, stretched out his hand and rang the emergency call bell beside the bed.

Knowing that it was too late to blame Mr. Yan for not notifying him in time, he grabbed Le Yan'er's arm and looked carefully up, down, left, and right. His eyes were full of anxiety, and even his usually calm and calm voice had a hint of imperceptibility. trembling.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you have a stomachache? Are your legs hurt?"

Le Yan'er was dizzy from being shaken by him, she had just woken up and her physical strength was limited, and after being tossed by him like this, she suddenly became dizzy and couldn't find Bei.

"I...I'm fine..."

Before the words fell, Ye Tingchen hugged him into his arms without any warning.

With a big hand, Le Yan'er was directly held in his arms, the domineering aura was the same as before, coming from all directions, disrupting all her breathing in an instant.

Ye Tingchen didn't say anything, just hugged her so tightly, as if afraid that she would disappear.

Le Yan'er lay on his chest, and could hear the frantic rhythm of his heartbeat.

Ye Tingchen...is he afraid?

Le Yan'er couldn't help but said, "Ye Tingchen, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't talk, let me hug you well." Ye Tingchen said, hugging her even tighter.

Like a child, he coveted every inch of her breath, and for the first time felt that her embrace was so reassuring.

Every second she was unconscious, he felt like he was going crazy.

Even though the doctor assured him again and again that there was nothing serious about Le Yan'er's health, he was still worried, and he was not even in the mood to go to the company.

He doesn't care if a contract of several hundred million yuan is put on hold.

It's good that she wakes up, it's good that she's safe and sound.

It didn't take long before the medical staff who Ye Tingchen rang the bell and arrived. They didn't expect to see such a scene, and they were a little embarrassed for a while, and they didn't dare to go forward.

When Ye Tingchen heard footsteps, he reluctantly let go of Le Yan'er.

His expression returned to indifference, and he glanced at the medical staff flatly, but the coercion in it did not diminish at all: "Hurry up and check her up."

The doctor's heart trembled when he saw it, and he secretly complained, and hurried over.

According to the results of the doctor's examination, Le Yan'er's body is fine. She suffered a brief shock due to heatstroke before, but now she has recovered, but because of the heavy psychological blow, she needs to rest for a few days. In addition, she was in a coma for a day and a night. It's good to hang two bottles of glucose.

Ye Tingchen agreed, and the nurse brought the injection and the bottle, and the doctor took it with his hand, and gave Le Yan'er the injection himself.

The doctor had just rubbed iodophor on her and was about to give her an injection, when she heard Ye Tingchen's sullen voice: "If you hurt her, you will bear the consequences."

The doctor really wanted to cry without tears.

How come the injection doesn't hurt?
But he didn't dare to refute a word. This is the president of LN. LN's business covers all walks of life. Even their hospital has shares. If he is dissatisfied, he doesn't have to be in City A anymore.

The doctor, who was already frightened, wanted to cry when he heard Ye Tingchen's words, and his hand holding the needle couldn't help shaking.

Seeing Ye Tingchen, he frowned fiercely.

My hands are shaking like this, how can I get an injection?Are all the doctors in this hospital so useless?

"you……"

Ye Tingchen's brows were tightly furrowed, and he was about to have an attack, but Le Yan'er spoke up first: "Doctor, don't listen to his nonsense, my skin is thick and I don't fear pain."

"me……"

Due to the coercion of Ye Tingchen next to him, the doctor "I" for a long time, but there was no reason for "I".

Le Yan'er smiled gently and said, "It's okay, you can fight."

The doctor gritted his teeth, aimed at the back of her hand and pierced it in.

No blood vessels were punctured.

Ye Tingchen was about to get angry right now!

Fortunately, Le Yan'er had sharp eyesight and quick hands, she stretched out her hand that didn't get the injection, and grabbed Ye Tingchen's big hand.

Ye Tingchen felt the gentle touch on his hand, but still calmed down.

Although he didn't hear the expected reprimand, the cold gaze behind him also made people feel chills all over his body.

There was a layer of cold sweat on the doctor's forehead, but he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to wipe it. It was the first time he felt so much pressure after undergoing surgery for 20 years.

But no matter what, the needle still needs to be injected, the doctor's heart swayed, and he poked another needle, this time it was finally right.

Seeing the happy expression on the doctor's face, Le Yan'er had no doubt that if Ye Tingchen wasn't here, the doctor might cheer.

After the injection, the doctor gave some precautions and left with the nurse.

Elder Yan was also very tactful, and walked out of the ward with him, closing the door understandingly.

There were only the two of them left in the ward for a while, and the atmosphere was a little depressing, because before the coma, the two had quarreled so fiercely, and now no one knew how to speak.

Le Yan'er hesitated for a moment, rubbed her stomach, and said a little embarrassedly: "Ye Tingchen, I... I'm a little hungry."

Hearing this, Ye Tingchen immediately walked aside and took out a thermos bucket, "This is the porridge that I just cooked this morning, and it's still hot, you can try it."

Le Yan'er was a little puzzled: "How did you prepare this?"

"I also prepared it yesterday. I don't know when you will wake up. I'm afraid you will be hungry."

For a moment, a warm current surged in Le Yan'er's heart, thinking of what Yan Lao said to her just now, she even had the urge to cry.

Le Yan'er's hands were inconvenient for injections, so Ye Tingchen helped her set up the food board on the hospital bed and put the thermos bucket on it.

When Ye Tingchen was moving, Le Yan'er keenly noticed that the palm of his left hand was wrapped with a layer of gauze, and there were faint blood oozing from it.

Le Yan'er was startled, and quickly grabbed his hand, but didn't dare to use force, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with your hand? Are you injured?"

This was the wound that An Jue stabbed him with a dagger that night, and he reached out to grab the blade.

Ye Tingchen didn't want her to worry, so he withdrew his hand lightly, "It's just that I accidentally scratched it, it's okay. There are porridge and snacks here. If you want to eat something else, I'll make it for you."

"You did all of these?" Le Yan'er was a little surprised.

So when she was in a coma, did Ye Tingchen miss her like this?

Le Yan'er was a little moved.

Ye Tingchen nodded lightly: "I'm worried that the ones bought outside are not suitable for your taste, so I just made it for you myself. Try it, how does it taste?"

(End of this chapter)