Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 57 You Are Miaomiao
"Big tits."

With a low call, Wang Feng almost jumped up from the hospital bed.

"You...you are Miaomiao?" Wang Feng pointed at the girl in front of him with a dark finger.

Seeing her wearing a light blue knee-length down jacket, standing in front of her slim and graceful like a fairy, she never looked as timid as she was when she wore two braids.

Jiang Cheng jumped over the big "luggage" bag under his feet, and sat on the middle bed, facing Wang Feng.

Wang Feng, who no longer raised his head to look at people, stared at Jiang Cheng carefully for a while, his eyebrows and eyes really resembled that person very much.

"Your dad said that you paid for my hospital bill. I still don't believe it. You are a poor student, where did you get the money... Tsk tsk, look at your outfit, just like your heartless mother, where are you going?" They can all look good." Wang Feng smacked his mouth twice, and squinted over.

Jiang Cheng's face turned pale for a moment, the fingers of his right hand were ruthlessly picking at the bag belt, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and he tried his best to control his emotions.

"I have joined the work, and the salary is quite high."

Jiang Cheng's eyes were red, and if he said one more word, he might lose control of himself.

Wang Feng was seriously ill. He just got out of the intensive care unit and had a fight with Yin Shunhua just now. He packed up his things for a long time. Now that he saw Jiang Cheng, he suddenly felt relieved. His eyes went black for a while. As soon as he stood up, he felt His throat tightened, his mouth felt sweet, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he slid to the ground.

Even Jiang Cheng, who had seen the big battle, was also taken aback, and hurriedly pressed the call button on the bedside to call the doctor on duty.

A burst of chaos.

Jiang Cheng could only feel the waves of doctors and nurses going back and forth in front of him, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand up while sitting on the bench at the door of the ward.

Yin Shunhua was not much better either, pacing back and forth at the door of the ward.

After an unknown period of time, an old doctor wearing glasses came over, took off his mask, his face was livid, and he spoke reproachfully.

"The patient is getting old and has this disease again. He is emotionally unstable. As a family member, he should be persuaded and comforted. What do you think is going on? Do you want to pack up and go home? I'm afraid I won't be able to go home like this. It's over."

After speaking harshly, the old doctor flung his sleeves and left.

A group of doctors and nurses behind him were all in vain, and they also followed.

Finally, a doctor in charge of the bed came out of the ward with a pleasant face. He first glanced at Jiang Cheng, then turned to Yin Shunhua and said, "The patient is too weak to be stimulated anymore. She has been given medicine just now, and she is probably going to sleep." I won’t wake up until tomorrow, and I will take care of it carefully at night. If there is any problem, call the doctor on duty...”

When Jiang Cheng got home, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. He took off his coat and plunged into the duvet, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something and it was difficult to breathe.

After dreaming in a trance all night, Jiang Cheng was awakened by the scene in the dream again, and stretched out his hand to touch his cool forehead, and the cold sweat broke out again.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was already half past seven in the morning.Jiang Cheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and found that she didn't even change her clothes last night, the sweetheart collar sweater was already wet on her body, and the jeans were also crumpled.

Jiang Cheng changed his clothes, went into the bathroom, came out of the shower, cleaned up briefly, and then took a taxi to the hospital.

Today is New Year's Eve, which is what people in Lincheng call New Year's Eve.

The route in front of the hospital was under traffic control, and motor vehicles could only drive in one direction, so Jiang Cheng got out of the car early and walked a short distance to the hospital.

On New Year's Eve, the number of pedestrians and vehicles on the road has decreased significantly.Those who work in some cities and those who work in other places have already gone home to celebrate the New Year before the statutory holiday two days ago, and those who stay in Lincheng, except for the locals, are those who have settled here from other places.

Diagonally across from the hospital, there is a new custard bag breakfast shop. It is close to the location of the hospital and the crowds.

Jiang Cheng deliberately walked over, waited for a few minutes, and bought two breakfasts.

Walking into the ward, I saw several doctors standing in front of Wang Feng's bed and explaining: "... Pay attention to rest, don't get emotional..."

Jiang Cheng stood silently at the door and waited for a while. An old man on the hospital bed near the door glanced at the breakfast box in Jiang Cheng's hand, and urged his son to buy breakfast.

"You know how to sleep late, and you don't go to buy breakfast when it's already time! Look at the people, the old lady was almost mad at me yesterday, and today she is not obedient to deliver food, let me tell you, you can't be heartless..."

His voice was not loud, but Jiang Cheng could hear him clearly.Regarding such misunderstandings, Jiang Cheng was noncommittal, because there were too many of them, and she became numb.

After the doctors explained, they paid New Year's greetings to the people in the ward, and then walked out of the ward.

Wang Feng had already woken up, but she was in good spirits. Seeing Jiang Cheng coming in, she was not as surprised as yesterday, but greeted him, "Are you here?" His voice was weak and lifeless.

Jiang Cheng nodded and greeted Yin Shunhua.

"I brought breakfast, Dad Yao, go wash up first, and eat later."

Yin Shunhua's eyes were blue and his hair was disheveled. He knew he hadn't had a good rest.Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, he picked up the toiletries and left the ward, and went to the public bathroom to wash up.

"Let me help you up and have some porridge."

Jiang Cheng helped Wang Feng to sit up, and put a pillow to support her back. When the back of her hand touched Wang Feng's back, she felt a thump in her heart. Unexpectedly, Wang Feng was already so thin that only bones remained.

Jiang Cheng bought lean meat porridge, which was more flavorful than white porridge. Wang Feng drank a portion of the porridge, and after eating the porridge, he ate half a custard bun. His complexion gradually improved, and he stopped talking So exhausted.

"You threw me in that intensive care unit, and didn't give me food. Every day, a little nurse injected something into my nose tube. It was like water, and it could keep me full? I wasn't sick at first, but I just ate something sour. My stomach always hurts, your dad sent me to the hospital... Ever since I entered the hospital, I haven't had enough to eat, and I will draw a tube of blood for a while, and then turn it into something. I feel like throwing up every day. I’m hungry, but I can’t eat. I’m sick because I’m hungry.…You’re rich now, buy me this kind of food every day, and I’ll be cured in a few days!” Wang Feng said in a low voice. Talking is still gesticulating, and actions are always more vivid than words.

Wang Feng said she was tired, so she lay down.Yin Shunhua also came back from washing outside. Hearing that Wang Feng ate a portion of porridge, he was very happy. In the eyes of ordinary people, being able to eat is a blessing, and being able to eat can cure diseases.

Jiang Cheng bought two breakfasts, Wang Feng only drank porridge, and there was still a lot left, so Yin Shunhua took care of it all.While eating, he said to Wang Feng, "I'll go down and buy it for you tomorrow, every day!"

(End of this chapter)