Chapter 300 Let me tell you a story
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The lines on the electrocardiogram fluctuated regularly, and the liquid in the hanging bottle dripped down one after another, slowly flowing into the old blood vessels along the infusion tube.

At this time, the hand that had just been let go was involuntarily held tightly again, the nails sank deep into the flesh, and in the small sharp pain, Shen Pian walked slowly towards the hospital bed.

Her steps were very difficult, as if the ground under her feet was not smooth as a mirror, but a muddy swamp.

Until the sleepy, thin, old face was clearly reflected in her sight, Shen Pianliu kneeled down beside the bed as soon as her legs softened.

His knee hit the ground with a dull sound.

"You are not like this..."

After a moment of silence, the girl's suppressed dry voice sounded in the ward,

"You shouldn't be like this, Grandpa..."

Shen Pianxuan knelt beside the bed, her voice filled with choked weeping,
"You have always been the most upright adult in my heart, how could you be knocked down by a small heart attack..."

She slowly held the hand of the old man who was infusion.

Cold, thin, old.

Tears fell in almost a second.

Shen Pianlu looked at that hand, held it tightly in her palm, and made a small grunt in her throat while crying,
"Grandpa, you're so skinny...how did you become so thin? Did you not eat well, that's why you made yourself sick..."

"Grandpa, the doctor said that you must wake up within 24 hours. Let's listen to the doctor, shall we? Now I'll tell you a story. If you think it's funny, you can laugh. If you think it sounds good, give me some feedback, okay?"

Shen Pianlu wiped away tears indiscriminately, while leaning against the bed, holding the old man's hand, sobbing and whispering a story,
"Once upon a time there was a little kid, her name was Xia Yun. This name was given by her grandfather. It was taken from Li Bai's Long Lovesickness. The beauty is like a flower across the clouds. Her grandfather is a very powerful person, just like in the novel. Evil big boss..."

The incandescent lamp in the ward was quietly on, and the electrocardiogram was still working in Didi.

The figure of the girl kneeling by the bed is like a small animal nestled next to a long-lost relative.

The little beast is telling a story to this relative, with a low voice, full of soft and fragile grunts in its throat.

·
It's still the lounge next to the fake ward.

Huo Lang glanced at the doctor in white coat who just came out of the ward, and closed the door.

Only he and Cheng Zhiyuan were left in the room.

He turned to show sharp dark eyes,

"Master Cheng, I have a lot of questions now, and I don't know which one to ask first."

Cheng Zhiyuan met his eyes, smiled coldly, sat down gracefully on the sofa, and said lightly,

"There is no need to pay attention to the order, Mr. Huo, please feel free."

·
Outside.

No one noticed that the doctor in the white coat who had just come out of the ward at home, wearing a mask, walked quietly through the entire corridor.

Came to the real ward door.

He was about to walk in very naturally, but was stopped by a female nurse.

The nurse has a pretty face, and her smile is Nightingale's angelic smile.

"This is the ICU. Except for the attending physician, everyone else needs a permit."

The doctor stopped and said with some doubts,
"I still need an entry and exit permit? But Doctor Chen asked me to add medicine..."

As he spoke, he took out a small bottle of injection medicine from the pocket of his white coat, which was marked with the English word for aspirin.

This is indeed the medicine for patients with myocardial infarction, and Dr. Chen is Huo Chengde's real attending doctor. Apart from the Huo family, only Dr. Chen and his trusted people know about it.

The nurse hesitated.

 Then what, I saw that some little angels didn't understand, could it be that what I wrote earlier was not clear enough hahaha...

  I didn't tell my grandfather the truth because of my grandfather's body. His illness should not cause excessive mood swings, and he must not be overjoyed or sad...

  Didn't you watch the conversation between the hero and Huo Zhenqing before?This should be understandable...

  Let me just gossip, now there is a young couple next door to my house who are arguing, the voice is so loud that I can hear it even through the French windows, scolding each other and swearing all kinds of things, it's almost a posture
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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