Top-secret love: The new wife who underwent plastic surgery is a bit fierce

Chapter 92 Sick Number
Meng Qianqian had not gone far with a cold face when hurried footsteps came from behind: "Second Miss, wait."

Looking back, it was the little nurse who had called her twice just now.

The little nurse said: "Butler Mo, please go there again."

Meng Qianqian wanted to roll her eyes helplessly, she had tried her best, if Tang Jizhi was determined not to have the operation, even if she went a hundred times, it would not work.

At first she didn't want to pay attention, but seeing the little nurse's pitiful expression, she could only sigh: "Let's go."

This time the operating room was very quiet, but when the door was opened, there was a black line on her forehead.

Tang Jizhi didn't know when he got off the operating table, still wearing his pajamas, and several nurses stood beside him, tremblingly holding the hospital gown and persuading him to change into it.

With just a glance, Meng Qianqian immediately understood what was going on.

Tang Jizhi, a clean freak, either thinks the sick clothes are not clean, or he doesn't want the nurse to touch him.

"Bring me another set." Meng Qianqian said.

The new hospital gown was delivered quickly, Meng Qianqian received it in his hand, and put it on him in twos and twos.

Tang Jizhi was ravaged by her and said coldly: "Take it easy!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Sending this ancestor back to the operating table, Meng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, ran back to the lounge, lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark, and I looked at the time, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

The hospital specially prepared dinner for her, and just after taking a few bites, Mo Shan opened the door and walked in.

She ate and asked, "How was the operation?"

Mo Shan said: "It was very successful, but..."

Meng Qianqian looked up at him: "Just what?"

"It's just," Mo Shan coughed dryly, "Young master is not very happy."

"Why is he unhappy?"

Meng Qianqian was at a loss.

During this period of time, Tang Jizhi's temper was like a child's, erratic, completely confusing, and completely confused her.

"Just go and have a look." Mo Shan didn't answer directly.

"Okay, I see."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and continued to eat, while Mo Shan stood aside and waited.

Meng Qianqian was helpless: "You go there first, I'll go and have a look after I finish eating."

"But……"

"But you can't make me hungry, can you?"

Anyway, the operation was successful. It seemed that Tang Jizhi would not die. It didn't matter when she passed.

The only important thing now is to eat!

"Okay, the second lady, as soon as possible."

A few minutes after Mo Shan left, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller was Tang Jizhi.

She thought about it, and in order not to affect her appetite, she simply turned the phone screen over to face the table, put the phone on silent, and finished dinner quietly.

After stretching contentedly, he slowly went to the ward where Tang Jizhi was.

"How's the situation?" She whispered to Mo Shan who was guarding the door of the ward.

Mo Shan said: "Not bad."

"Well, you go to rest first, I'll go in and have a look."

After opening the door of the ward, there was silence in the room, only a slightly raised figure could be seen on the wide bed.

After closing the door softly, Meng Qianqian walked towards the bed.

"Tang Jizhi?"

He called softly, but the person on the bed did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep.

Meng Qianqian didn't dare to disturb him, and was about to leave when she suddenly noticed that the quilt had moved.

Tang Jizhi kicked the quilt hard, and the quilt flew up and fell back on him again.

"So you didn't fall asleep." Meng Qianqian's voice became louder, she leaned closer to the bed, and asked with concern, "How do you feel now?"

She heard from the doctor before that after the effect of the anesthesia wears off, the patient will feel some pain.

"You still know how to care about me?"

A strange voice came from under the quilt, with a hint of anger.

"I'm concerned about what's wrong with you?" Meng Qianqian frowned, always feeling that what he said was ironic.

"Since you cared about me, what did you do when I had the operation just now?" The quilt was lifted vigorously, and Tang Jizhi lay flat on the hospital bed, with only two dark eyes staring at her face with dissatisfaction.

"I……"

"You went to sleep and had another big meal!" Tang Jizhi interrupted her, reprimanded dissatisfiedly, as if grabbing her braid, "I asked Mo Shan to call you, but you don't come; I called you, but you didn't answer. I see that you are getting more and more courageous, and you don't even care about my life."

"When did I stop caring about your life?" Meng Qianqian was almost laughed angrily by him. He dared to feel that this person was trying to quarrel with her, "Didn't I persuade you to have a good operation before?"

"What's the use of mere persuasion? I want to see actual actions." Tang Jizhi took out his phone, turned on the screen, pressed a few buttons, and then threw it in front of her. "Before you said that the mortality rate of this disease is very high, I checked it specifically. Come on, it's really dangerous."

"correct."

Meng Qianqian picked up her phone, and on the screen was the item "Acute Appendicitis", with the death rate clearly written on it.

"So at a time like this, shouldn't you be sitting outside the operating room, anxiously waiting for the results of the operation, and be the first to rush to me when I was pushed out?"

he asked angrily.

Meng Qianqian: "..."

She opened her eyes wide open, staring at him blankly.

After a few seconds.

"Puchi -" a sound, actually laughed out.

"Meng Qianqian!"

Seeing the undisguised smile on her face, Tang Jizhi was really furious.His life or death on the operating table was uncertain, but she was not worried at all.

She lived in the Blue Mountain Villa for more than a month, even if she raised a puppy, she could develop feelings, but she didn't expect him to raise a heartless thing.

Really pissed him off!

"Okay, I don't laugh, I don't laugh."

Meng Qianqian quickly took two deep breaths, put the phone aside, sat down next to the edge of the bed, looked down at him condescendingly, and joked: "I said Tang Jizhi, do you watch too many TV dramas?"

Tang Ji's face was puzzled.

Meng Qianqian said: "The plot you mentioned just now is old-fashioned, and now I don't even like to act in TV dramas."

"Meng, Qian, Qian!"

Not only did she take pleasure in other's misfortune, she even dared to mock him for being old-fashioned.

Tang Jizhi couldn't bear it anymore, he tried to get up while propping his palms on the bed board, but accidentally pulled the wound, and lay back down with a pale face. He could only vent his anger with his eyes: "When I recover from the injury, see how I can heal you."

"No matter how you want to treat me, wait until you recover from your injury. I'm here, I can't run away."

Meng Qianqian smiled and shook her head, and took out a new set of hospital gowns from the drawer beside her: "Do you want to change?"

Tang Jizhi was still arguing with her, but now he lost his mind and just nodded: "Change!"

After staying on the operating table, he always felt a strange smell on his body.

Meng Qianqian knew that his obsession with cleanliness was unbearable, so after stripping off his clothes, he had to put on new ones.

"Wait," Tang Jizhi suddenly stopped her hand, dissatisfied, "I'm sweating all over, won't you help me take a bath?"

(End of this chapter)