Cold wives should also be pampered slowly

Chapter 379 The situation is not very good
It was already late at night when Chu Zimo returned home.

Seen from the outside, the villa was pitch black, Chu Zimo thought Xiao Qiang was still sleeping, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He got out of the car and opened the door, and walked towards the villa with tiring steps.

After opening the coded door, Chu Zimo pushed the door open and walked in. Standing in the entrance, he changed his shoes and glanced upstairs.

The door to the upstairs bedroom is right next to the stairs, and it can be clearly seen at a glance that the door is still closed, but there seems to be light shining through the crack in the door.

Chu Zimo changed into slippers, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, originally wanted to get a bottle of drink, but saw Xiao Qiang wrote on the refrigerator door with a post-it note: "There are my steamed dumplings in the pot, if you are hungry , heat it up and eat it.”

Xiao Qiang's handwriting is very bold, and those who don't know it may think it was written by a boy.

It was an extremely simple sentence, but it made Chu Zimo feel warm.

The slender fingers tore off the post-it note, put it on her lips and gave it a sweet kiss.

When he was in the hospital, he actually ate some food, but since Xiao Qiang specially prepared it, even if he wasn't hungry, he would eat it all.

Walking to the cabinet, looking at the pot that was still on the natural gas stove, and lifting the lid, I saw a whole plate of dumplings neatly placed on the food plate like soldiers lined up.

Can't help but smile comfortably, as expected at a glance, Xiao Qiang put it up with her own hands.

Chu Zimo pinched one with his hand and put it in his mouth, it was still warm.

Probably Xiao Qiang had just fallen asleep.

Carrying the dumpling tray to the dining room, Chu Zimo ate quickly with chopsticks. He was obviously not hungry, but he knew that Xiao Qiang specially left the dumplings for him, so he ate them all.

Rubbing his chubby stomach, Chu Zimo went upstairs with a full belch.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a warm yellow wall lamp was still on.

Chu Zimo walked in on tiptoe, Xiao Qiang was lying on the big soft bed, lying sideways, sleeping soundly.

Chu Zimo stepped forward slowly, kissed Xiao Qiang's smooth forehead, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Xiao Qiang woke up, the place around her was no longer warm, but Xiao Qiang could still smell Chu Zimo, which proved that he had come back last night.

Looking at the phone, it was only 06:30, and Xiao Qiang fell asleep again in a daze.

Sure enough, women during pregnancy sleepiness is quite serious.

Downstairs, in the kitchen, Chu Zimo, who got up early in the morning, did not rush to the hospital in a hurry.

Instead, I boiled millet porridge, prepared boiled eggs, and served meals. When everything was ready, it was almost 07:30.

Chu Zimo didn't go upstairs to disturb Xiao Qiang, and imitated Xiao Qiang's method last night and wrote a post-it note.

"Wife, good morning, there is my millet porridge in the pot, my boiled eggs on the table, your favorite half-cooked, and your favorite side dish, remember to eat when you wake up.

Remarks: "Love your husband!"

Chu Zimo's handwriting is smooth and flowing. Although it is scribbled, it is powerful and looks extraordinarily beautiful.

No.1 People's Hospital in Beijing, Qin Huan's ward.

When Chu Zimo came, he went to Moyun Tower to buy breakfast.

When he walked in, there was only the drowsy Rong Mubai in the ward, not even a trace of the medicine.

Chu Zimo put the packing bag on the coffee table, walked to the sofa, and kicked Rong Mubai's leg.

"Hey, wake up, where did the medicine go?"

Rong Mubai, who was about to fall asleep, was completely kicked out by Chu Zimo.

He opened his eyes that were red from playing games, and rubbed them with his hands: "Well, why did you come so early, it smells so good, I seem to smell the breakfast in Moyun Tower."

It has to be said that Rong Mubai's nose is particularly sensitive, he must have been reincarnated as a police dog in his previous life.

Chu Zimo grabbed Rong Mubai who was about to go forward to eat, and asked in a deep voice, "I'm asking you, where is the medicine!"

Rong Mubai was taken aback, and looked around the ward in surprise: "Strange, I remember he was still there just now, why didn't he disappear?"

"What are you doing to eat? I asked you to help with medicine, not to play games and sleep."

As he said that, Chu Zimo wanted to kick Rong Mubai's leg with his long legs, but he avoided it in time.

"Oh, Ming Yao is a person, and I can't find a rope to tie him to me, maybe, maybe... Oh, isn't this back?"

Rong Mubai saw at a glance that when he walked to the door of the ward, his complexion was not very good.

When Chu Zimo looked back at the medicine, Rong Mubai quickly opened the packing bag, took the buns and started eating.

"Well, it smells so good, it's been a long time since I had breakfast at Moyun Tower."

The fragrant steamed stuffed bun has no difference in Ming Yao's senses, what should he look like, or what should he look like.

He walked to the hospital bed indifferently, reached out and took Qin Huan's hand.

Even though there is pain in the eyes, they are also affectionate.

"It's dawn again, Huanhuan gets up, come home with me, okay?"

Chu Zimo opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the hospital officially went to work.

The reason why Chu Zimo came so early had a lot to do with Lu Mingfei who was still lying in the ICU.

At 08:30, Lu Mingfei's attending doctor and a group of medical staff walked into the ICU.Chu Zimo stood outside the ward and waited anxiously.

To be transferred from the ICU ward to the general ward, a series of examinations are required.

Time is passing minute by minute, but Chu Zimo seems to have experienced a century.

Finally, when Chu Zimo's legs were numb, the door of the ICU ward finally opened.

The attending doctor in a white coat came out with a solemn expression.

"Excuse me, are you a family member of the patient?"

Chu Zimo frowned slightly: "I'm his friend, just tell me what the doctor has to say."

"Oh, it's like this. Through careful inspection, we found a shadow with a diameter of about three millimeters in the patient's brain. At present, we can't determine its main component, so we can't rule out that it was formed in the brain after being hit by a car. The blood is fast."

"Then, what will happen?"

Chu Zimo asked in a deep voice, his face also looked extraordinarily gloomy.

"At present, the situation is not very obvious. We have to wait until the patient wakes up to observe."

"So will the blood clot compress the patient's optic nerve, causing a series of reactions such as blindness?"

A large part of the reason why Chu Zimo asked this question was because there were always blood clots in his brain, which affected his eyesight.

The doctor nodded: "You are right, but no vision problems have been found so far, but if the blood clot in the brain is not removed as soon as possible, it may compress the optic nerve a little bit, and it will cause blindness at that time , and even other complications.”

Chu Zimo's eyebrows became more and more wrinkled, the kind that could almost kill ants.

"Then why don't you take out the blood clot as soon as possible, what are you waiting for?"

"This? The patient's body has just undergone a major operation. At present, the craniotomy cannot be performed for at least three months."

(End of this chapter)