"I know."
Fu Yingcheng took her to a private hospital that she had never heard of. It was magnificently decorated and looked more like a five-star hotel than a hospital.
Perhaps it was because Fu Yingcheng had notified them in advance that as soon as they entered the hospital, there was someone waiting for them in the lobby. Doctors were there to guide them through examinations, blood draws, tests, and prescriptions without any delay.
Ji Fanling's stomachache this time was even more severe than before, and he didn't have the strength to speak, so he could only let others control him.
The test result came out as acute gastritis, and he was quickly arranged for infusion.
Fu Yingcheng had been following him. Perhaps because he had been warned by the leader, or perhaps because Ji Fanling was still a minor, the medical staff bypassed the girl and directly communicated with Fu Yingcheng about his condition and treatment plan.
Although Fu Yingcheng also majored in biomedical engineering at University B, he did not interfere in the doctor's diagnosis and treatment casually just because he knew what he was doing.
He only nodded occasionally and said nothing during the whole process.
This picture is somewhat strange.
Rather than saying that he looks like a patient's family, it's better to say... like a guardian taking care of a child.
The effect of infusion can be said to be immediate.
Less than half an hour later, Ji Fanling clearly felt that her stomach no longer hurt and she no longer felt like vomiting.
As soon as he regained his composure, he immediately and silently glanced several times at Fu Yingcheng who was behind the crowd.
The man looked very bad.
He stood by the window, his tall silhouette cut sharply by the light and shadow, and his hanging fingers unconsciously curled up, turning the dark gold tail ring.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the depression.
Ji Fan's heart was ashen.
The clothes she vomited on must be very expensive.
She didn't recognize the car that Fu Yingcheng usually drove. It should be similar to a Maybach.
It's over.
It's all over.
I felt like I had completely offended him.
The girl stared at him without hesitation. Fu Yingcheng noticed her gaze, his expression softened, and he took a few steps towards this side: "What's the matter?"
Ji Fanling: "...I'm sorry."
Fu Yingcheng said Ying Cheng frowned.
For a moment, I didn't even realize why she was apologizing.
Seeing him frowning, Ji Fanling thought it was too easy to say sorry, so he showed his utmost sincerity:
"You know, I have two kidneys."
Fu Yingcheng: "?"
"It can be sold. "One." Ji Fanling said, "I'll forgive you."
The man's slightly softened expression deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Want to apologize?" Fu Yingcheng's voice was cold.
Ji Fanling nodded.
Fu Yingcheng said coldly: "Don't talk anymore tonight."
Ji Fanling: "..."
*
Ansheng Hospital where Ji Fanling worked was acquired by Jiuzhou Medical three years ago through the acquisition of equity and capital increase. Became a wholly-owned subsidiary.
At that time, the person Fu Yingchen contacted by phone in the car was the director, Luo Zhengxiang. However, he was out of town, so he could only arrange for the chief physician to diagnose and treat Ji Fanling over the phone.
When Dean Luo arrived in a hurry, it was already late at night and he had no time to breathe before he went to see Fu Yingcheng.
"I'm so sorry, but I'm not in the hospital even if you come here." Dean Luo said.
"You don't have to come here all the way." Fu Yingcheng said quietly, "Director Liang is very responsible."
"Yes, yes, I have also read her medical records. Let's take a three-day infusion to see how she is doing. If you have frequent stomach pain, it may be that the gastric mucosa is damaged. You should pay attention to your diet. It would be safer to have a gastroscopy at another time. "
"Okay."
Dean Luo looked at the test sheet again and couldn't help it. He was confused: "But, it's not serious for her, right?"
Fu Yingcheng drove the person there late at night, which is enough to show the urgency. Although he is not a doctor, he is engaged in the medical industry. There are so many people who are half-dead with broken arms and legs.
To be able to make him say the word "serious" on the phone, it must be at least the level of acute gastric perforation, vomiting and shock that requires rescue.
——Who knew this was all?
Fu Yingcheng said expressionlessly: "I misjudged it."
"Hey! How could it be possible? It's right to pay attention to it."
Dean Luo quickly made up for it, "I got stomach problems at a young age. I won't do it in the future. It will take about three hours to recover.
Fu
Yingcheng called his assistant Gao Yi and asked him to send two pieces of clothes and a notebook. After that, he stood in a secluded area in the corridor outside and used his mobile phone to handle work. .
After he finished his work and returned to the ward, the girl had already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.
It seemed that he couldn't resist the drowsiness in the middle of playing, and the phone was still in his hand.
Fu Yingcheng walked lightly and approached. From his angle, the girl looked thinner.
The pointy chin is so small that it can be held with half a hand, and the eyelashes are thin and drooping, making the cheeks become increasingly pale and as white as paper.
A strand of hair on the side of the face was still stuck with solidified filth.
Fu Yingcheng frowned.
He asked her to wipe herself, but she did it perfunctorily.
It's probably because the pain was so severe that I couldn't even care about the dirt.
... Her attitude towards herself is not even one percent better than that of someone secretly cleaning the car next to her.
Fu Yingcheng lowered his eyes silently, and the dark night slowly suppressed some indescribable deep emotions in his eyes. On the
road
, assistant Gao Yi drove a car, carrying a large paper bag on the back seat, and hurried to the hospital.
The shopping malls were all closed at this time, and Fu Yingcheng suddenly notified him to deliver clothes. He only had one Fu Yingcheng's coat in his hand. He had just picked it up after dry cleaning. He had nothing else, so he had to bring another one for the New Year. Wearing a down jacket.
When he arrived at the hospital, the front desk heard that he was looking for Fu Yingcheng and immediately stepped forward to guide him to the ward upstairs.