The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 407 Have you lost your memory? (Dog blood, enter with caution)
How can there be such a reason?
No matter how honorable they are, they don't respect the doctors who treat them, they...

Han Shaozhe snorted softly, "Shut up, thank you all doctors, Shaozhe's recovery depends on you, the younger generation is ignorant, I apologize to you on her behalf, please bear with me."

Saying such words in his capacity is considered a condescension, and the doctors were flattered, and they put the unhappiness just behind their minds, feeling a little complacent.

"sure."

The doctors were tired all night, confessed a few words, and went home to rest.

Shaozhe was sent to the advanced ward, which was the best room in the hospital with a suite design and extremely comprehensive facilities.

Seeing that several long and short, thick and thin tubes were inserted into his body, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed and he was motionless. If he didn't have a breath of breath, he would have suspected that he was a living dead.

For the first time, Han Yunqing felt a heartache. This was his son, who had never been taken care of since he was a child. He was almost about to lose him.

It feels so good to be back.

In the future, we must treat him well, make up for the past harm, and be a competent and good father.

He really didn't want such a thing to happen again, he was old and couldn't stand such a fright.

Qi Yingying was also very distressed, but more angry.

"Father, why are you so polite to them? They didn't cure Shaozhe..."

Han Danqing gave her a hard look. It was too inappropriate to say such things at this time, and it seemed uneducated, narrow-minded and extreme.

Was her brain made of straw?
Han Yunqing was in a bad mood and was extremely impatient.

"That's enough, go back and take care of the children, I'm here."

Looking at her like this, she will find faults all day long without doing anything serious, no wonder Shaozhe has always looked down on her.

If it were him, he wouldn't have fallen in love with this kind of woman.

If it weren't for his family background, who would want to marry such a woman?

Qi Yingying is a man who is sick and sick, why should he leave?

"No, I want to stay with Shao Zhe, he needs me, the child will be taken care of by the servant, it will be fine."

In her heart, Shaozhe ranks first and her son ranks second, the two cannot be compared.

Han Yunqing frowned, a little displeased.

Qi Hao quickly interjected, "Uncle, don't worry, Xiao Fei will let my mother take care of her. She has plenty of time, so she promises to take good care of the child."

Han Yunqing didn't speak anymore, his eyes turned to his son's face, and his thoughts changed countless times.

He didn't believe in anything in his life, but just now he begged the gods and Buddhas countless times in his heart, begging God to protect his son and not take him away.

Now he only hopes that his son will wake up soon, without any sequelae, and live in peace.

That's all he had hoped for.

Everyone thought that Shaozhe would wake up soon, but to everyone's surprise, he slept for a long time, which even surprised the doctors.

Qi Yingying stood in front of the hospital bed every day, calling affectionately, but the bed and bed were indifferent, and there was no response.

As the days passed, she was burning with anxiety and on the verge of emotional collapse.

She pulled over the attending doctor, pointed at the motionless patient, and yelled hoarsely.

"What's going on here? Didn't he say he's okay? Why didn't he wake up?"

For three days, for three full days, he was in a coma. He did not eat, sleep or drink.

The doctor was also very nervous. Han Shaozhe was not an ordinary patient. His condition involved various aspects, and the hospital entered a state of high-strung alert.

(End of this chapter)