Mengbao's secret order, Daddy, you have to be good

Chapter 358
The dean was woken up in the middle of the night, and his attitude was naturally bad, "Who? Are you still letting people sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Dean Song, I'm Zong Zhe, my wife is sick, please make arrangements, we will be there 5 minutes late."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Apparently, the other party had Note Zongzhe on the phone, and the car stopped when a nurse and a doctor quickly stopped beside the car pushing the ambulance bed.

Zong Zhe didn't feel the big fight, and put the burning Bai Shao on the bed, followed the doctors and nurses into the emergency room.

The other medical staff on duty thought they had admitted a critically ill patient, so they hurriedly stepped aside.

"What's wrong with Mrs. Zong?" The doctor turned his head and asked Zong Zhe while touching Bai Shao's forehead.

"I don't know. I drank some wine last night, but it was fine before going to bed. It burned like this in the middle of the night. I sent her here and didn't wake up."

The doctor asked the nurse to take the temperature, and looked at it, "Well, it's nearly 40 degrees, I guess it's a little fuzzy."

"Is there something wrong with her?"

Zong Zhe himself had a serious illness once, so he was a bit shadowed about places like hospitals. Seeing that Bai Shao seemed to be burned so badly that his consciousness was a little unclear, he couldn't help thinking about the worst.

Although it was the first time for the doctor to see Zongzhe, he had heard a lot of rumors about this man. Looking at the man who was supposed to be majestic, he was at a loss like a child at this moment, so he couldn't help but slow down his voice to comfort him.

"Mr. Zong doesn't have to worry so much. Let's do a blood test first and do a detailed examination. Maybe it's not surprising that it's just an ordinary fever."

Zong Zhe didn't quite accept his comforting words, "She is usually in good health, and she rarely even catches a cold."

The doctor nodded, "It's the people who usually suffer from less pain. When they are really sick, they will be aggressive. However, according to Mrs. Shi Zong's situation, there should be no need to worry too much."

Experienced doctors, in fact, have a rough inference about the condition in their minds before the results of various tests come out, and the test results are a scientific basis.

Zongzhe, who understood this, was comforted by the doctor, and his mood gradually calmed down a bit. In addition, the nurse was going to draw Bai Shao's blood for a test, so he could only step aside and quietly watched the nurse and the doctor work together. .

The driver followed in at some point and handed Zong Zhe a bottle of water.

"Master Zong, take a drink of water."

Zong Zhe really needs to slow down, his heart has been dangling in mid-air all the way, and by this time, it has not yet reached the ground!

Zongzhe unscrewed the bottle cap to drink water, but never took his eyes off Bai Shao.

After the nurse drew a few tubes of blood for Bai Shao, the doctor examined Bai Shao carefully, Zong Zi put the water on the table, frowned and walked over.

"How about it?"

The doctor pursed his lips and didn't answer him. He listened carefully to Bai Shao's heart and lungs with a stethoscope. The working doctor looked serious, and Zong Zi's heart was pulled high. Grabbed the hand with Bai Shao exposed outside the quilt, wrapped it in the palm and rubbed it lightly.

"Mr. Zong, according to my preliminary diagnosis, it should be just a simple fever. The specific results will come out after the blood test report."

The doctor is the chief doctor specially hired by the dean, and he has a lot of clinical experience, so even if the blood test results haven't come out yet, with his words, Zong Zhe's heart is at ease.

It didn't take long to wait for the result, but Zong Zhe felt like a second seemed like a year.

The nurse hurriedly ran to deliver the results to the doctor, and Zong Zhi immediately moved over.

He has seen similar inspection sheets filled with various reference data standards countless times, but he doesn't even know how to read them.

Even when he was at his worst, he never cared as much about his physical condition as he does now.

Moreover, at that time, Yuan Ye had full power to monitor every slight change in his body's data, so he didn't have anything to worry about.

But Bai Shao's behavior, in the doctor's opinion, should be a minor illness and pain, but Zong Zi was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Zong Zhe stood beside the doctor with a tense face, until the doctor finished the inspection sheet, raised his head and smiled at him relaxedly, "Mr. Zong, don't worry, Mrs. Zong is fine. She just has a simple fever. I'll prescribe some antipyretics for her. After the fever subsides, you can go home, and then pay attention to your work, rest and diet, and you should recover soon, so don’t worry.”

Until then, Zong Zhi's heart that was hanging in the air finally fell to the ground.

"She looks like this, it's better to rest here for a day or two and observe it?"

Zong Zhe was still a little worried.

The doctor's expression was a bit complicated, but after all, he glanced at Zongzhe and said nothing, just nodded in response.

"If Mr. Zong feels it is necessary, then I can help Mrs. Zong go through the hospitalization procedures. However, Mrs. Zong's health is very good, and it is estimated that the fever will be completely subsided by dawn."

Obviously, according to the doctor, hospitalization is really unnecessary.

But Zong Zhe insisted on doing it, so the doctor would naturally not object. After all, the dean told him that no matter what the big man said, just do it.

Bai Shao was placed in a special ward, in addition to the patient bed, there is also a companion bed.

Zong Zhe only slept for two or three hours after tossing around like this all night, but he was not sleepy at the moment, sitting on the edge of Bai Shao's bed and holding her hand, watching the drops slowly flow through the dropper, and then into the mouth bit by bit. her veins.

The drip was done very slowly, and Zong Zi seemed to hear the sound of the drip dripping into the blood vessel.

In fact, for him who has walked through the gate of hell, having a fever is really not a big deal.

But when this matter was put on Bai Shao, Zong Zi was extremely nervous.

Even though the doctor has clearly told that Bai Shao is just a common illness, he still can't help but have a lot of guesses, and always feels that he must keep an eye on it all the time to be at ease and to prevent any accidents.

Zong Zhe knew that he was a little bewildered. If Yuan Ye saw him in such a state, he would probably laugh at him for being so ignorant as if he was mentally retarded.

Although Bai Shao was the one who was sick, it was clear that Young Master Zong was also seriously ill.

He couldn't control his wild thoughts all the time, and every ten minutes or so, he would reach out to touch Bai Shao's forehead. After about half an hour of drip injection, Bai Shao's forehead seemed to be a little cooler than before.

Zong Zhe let out a breath, and after a long time, the sky gradually turned brighter, and the big bag of drip was about to bottom out, Zong Zhe rang the bell to let the nurse in to take Bai Shao's temperature.

"Mr. Zong, Mrs. Zong's temperature is now 37.5 degrees."

Zong Zhe let out a long breath, and told the driver to call Aunt Fan back and ask her to arrange someone to take Bai Xiaolu to school.

Not long after, Aunt Fan called.

"Mr. Zong, Lao Liu said Xiao Shao was ill, is she better now?"

It could be heard that Aunt Fan was also very nervous.

"It's much better now, and almost all of them have been retired. However, I want her to stay in the hospital for observation and make sure she's fine before being discharged."

(End of this chapter)