lcionline Chapter 202: Can’t you just perform surgery on me?
Chapter 202: Can’t you just perform surgery on me?
He locked the door and didn't even have time to turn on the faucet before blood gushed out of his mouth.
The dark red blood contrasted sharply with the white tiles, dotted like red plum blossoms.
Wen Zhixia came to his senses outside and found that his throat was still not healed!
You shouldn't have provoked him!
Wen Zhixia broke out in sweat at the thought. She ran to the bathroom door and banged on it, "Fu Ruoshi! What's wrong with you? Open the door and let me see what's going on with you!"
Fu Ruoshi was afraid of scaring her, so he held the door with his hand and didn't dare to open it for her.
He spit out the blood from his throat before he could speak. "I drank a lot, so I'll spit for a while."
His voice was so hoarse that even if Wen Zhixia was dumb, she could tell he was lying.
She was too lazy to persuade him anymore, so she picked up the folding table beside the bed and smashed the door open with a bang.
"Fuck..."
Fu Ruoshi shuddered and was almost hit on the hand by her.
The moment Wen Zhixia rushed into the bathroom, she saw the blood on the mirror and Fu Ruoshi's pale face covered in cold sweat.
"What's wrong with you?!" Her tears immediately fell. She turned his face and saw that his red lips were obviously covered with blood. "Please don't scare me, okay? I shouldn't have said that to you, I'm sorry..."
Fu Ruoshi hugged her tightly and stopped her from saying the rest of her apology.
"do not talk......"
"...Don't separate from me."
The hoarse ending was choked with sobs.
Wen Zhixia was distracted for a moment, but ultimately failed to break free from him.
She stayed quietly in his arms, neither struggling nor breaking free, and let him hold her quietly for a long time.
It seemed like a century had passed.
"OK OK."
Wen Zhixia was the first to regain her composure. She pulled Fu Ruoshi and said, "Come with me to the hospital. I'll ask someone to take an X-ray and do a laryngoscopy."
Fu Ruoshi staggered due to her strong pull.
He had just recovered when he saw Wen Zhixia still wearing her cotton slippers. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms, "No, you're going to take me there wearing this?"
Wen Zhixia's expression froze, and she looked down...
I was so anxious that I was confused.
"Ahem." She released Fu Ruoshi's wrist, which had been pinched red by her, and said, "I'll call an ambulance for you."
"Okay, okay, I won't die." Fu Ruoshi held her phone. "Sit down, I'll tell you what's going on."
He took two sips of tea and said, "I scratched my throat and it hasn't healed yet. Plus, I've been working so hard lately, so I have a knot in my throat. Anderson said it's not a big deal, just a minor surgery, but I've been too busy lately and haven't had time."
After saying that, he took out his cell phone and showed Wen Zhixia the film taken by Dr. Anderson.
Wen Zhixia looked at it for a long time. Although the shadow was only a small one, his symptoms were so serious that it should not be underestimated.
"No, we still need to go back and see a doctor." She said, "You've obviously been waiting too long. I'll take you to the affiliated hospital."
Fu Ruoshi thought, you are going to take me to the hospital, you might as well just go home with me.
So he asked, "Don't go to the hospital. It's too late to disturb people's rest. I'll ask the Fu family's doctor to go to the villa. Will you accompany me?"
Wen Zhixia no longer hesitated, "Okay."
Fu Ruoshi was not in good condition at the moment, so he didn't dare to drive and let Wen Zhixia drive.
It was Wen Zhixia's first time driving a top-of-the-line sports car like Pagani. The car accelerated in two seconds. Every time she stepped on the accelerator, her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She thought that this Pagani was good-looking but useless, and had no other uses except for its appearance.
after an hour.
Liu Zhen and his private doctor's car had already stopped at the gate of the manor.
Hearing the sound of a car, two people came out to greet them. The moment Liu Zhen saw Wen Zhixia get out of the driver's seat, the anxiety on his face turned into a sigh of relief.
"Oh, Madam is back!" Mrs. Li heard the car and came down to greet her. When she saw Wen Zhixia, she was overjoyed. "I feel relieved that you're back."
"Madam, what madam?" Fu Ruoshi muttered, clutching his chest. "You're just looking at me. I'm the boss, I'm the master of this house. Are you blind?"
After saying that, he subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket. Just as he took out a cigarette and was about to light it, he saw Wen Zhixia's questioning look.
He took it off silently and put the cigarette back.
Mrs. Li and Liu Zhen saw it clearly and smiled at each other.
When they arrived in the living room, the Fu family's private doctor first measured his basic indicators.
"Why is your blood pressure so high?" the doctor exclaimed. "Did you drink alcohol?"
Fu Ruoshi coughed, his face expressionless, "No. I got so angry that my blood vessels burst."
He also gave Wen Zhixia a malicious look.
Wen Zhixia avoided his gaze guiltily.
He vomited blood twice, and it seemed that he was really angry with himself.
Wen Zhixia admired herself more and more because she was so angry that Fu Ruoshi, who could hide his emotions, vomited blood.
"Doctor, his throat was injured before," she said seriously, "I gave him anti-inflammatory medicine, but he now has symptoms of local rupture and bleeding. I think surgery is necessary. Do you have any suggestions?"
The doctor nodded. "As soon as possible is best. It's not a major surgery, so there are no risks."
"How can there be no risk?" Fu Ruoshi raised his eyebrows. "I can't even speak, and you still say there's no risk. If you don't let me speak, I'll go crazy."
Wen Zhixia explained, "At most, he won't be able to speak for three days. Later on, he'll be able to speak again, but it'll be more difficult and his voice won't come out. It'll probably take one or two months to fully recover."
Mr. Fu can choose not to talk to others, but he cannot choose not to talk to Wen Zhixia.
Wen Zhixia is the only one who can prevent his dirty talk from falling to the ground. As long as she wants to catch it, she can always catch it.
He would be bored if he couldn't argue with her anymore.
Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi suddenly had an idea.
"Wen Zhixia, what level of doctor can perform an operation of this scale?" he asked her. "What level of hospital can do it?"
Wen Zhixia was still staring at the CT scan on the computer, completely unaware of the pitfalls ahead. "This is a level 3 surgery, most hospitals can perform it, even those at the deputy director level can be the lead surgeon."
"Then I'll go to Jinghai Hospital." Fu Ruoshi put his hand on her shoulder. "You'll be the surgeon."
Let her be my attending physician and chief surgeon, and she won't dare to make me angry during the surgery. Wouldn't she be able to live a fairy-tale life for a while?
Fu Ruoshi's little plan was shattered.
However, Wen Zhi's face turned pale at this moment.
"Are you crazy?" She widened her eyes. "I was only an assistant at best, and you asked me to operate on you? You really don't take your life seriously."
Fu Ruoshi said nonchalantly, "Don't scare me. I've seen Yizhu as the main surgeon. Besides, I'd rather give my life to you than anyone else. Others may not take my life seriously. You're different."
Looking at his malicious smile, Wen Zhixia was so angry that her head was buzzing and her ears were ringing.
She didn't dare to provoke him at this critical moment. He was more delicate than a flower now. If he vomited blood again, she wouldn't want to be blamed for angering him to death.
"The problem is, the quality of medical care in Jinghai is so high that you can't do it." She tried to persuade him kindly, "How about this, I'll make an appointment for you with a doctor at the affiliated hospital, okay?"
"Oh, okay, okay, you don't need to make an appointment." Fu Ruoshi waved his hand prevaricately, "It's just a small matter, Liu Zhen, you go make the appointment."
Liu Zhen nodded knowingly and walked out quickly.
As soon as he arrived at the yard, he directly called the secretary of the Jinghai Health Bureau.
"Mr. Fu wants to book a single intensive care unit at Jinghai Hospital. Oh, it's not him, but someone he knows, Song Ming." He said politely, "Okay. I'll send you the information, and you can arrange it as soon as possible."