Love grows:Lu Boss,be gentle

Lu Muyi was so dazzled by Su Peilin that he looked a little shocked.

Two hours later, it was very slow. Su Peilin stood and sat on the chair outside the intensive care unit. He sat and stood, and it was hard to sit.

Finally, when the door of the intensive care unit was pushed open from inside, a young nurse and the later one came out together.

Su Peilin involuntarily approached the two and wanted to ask about Zhang Jiale. However, because Lu Muyi was around, it was not good for her and Zhang Jiale to be unrelated. She was too abrupt, otherwise she would be laughed at by Lu Muyi, so she restrained her mind.

Naturally, Lu Muyi didn't notice Su Peilin's psychological reactions. He stood beside Su Peilin and asked about nurse Zhang Jiale.

"Family members, right?" The nurse speaks the language of country B.

Lu Moyi nodded and answered yes in the language of country B.

"Now that the patient's condition is stable, you can help me transfer the patient to the general ward. After the doctor has discussed the operation plan and you have determined the operation, you can transfer the patient out."

"I've told the doctor that we'll go directly to the VIP ward." Lu Muyi replied.

As the voice fell, the nurse raised her eyes and looked at Lu Muyi one more time. Then she was surprised by his face like heaven and man, and the admiration and admiration that could not be hidden in his big eyes.

Lu Muyi was not surprised at such a look. The most important thing at the moment was Zhang Jiale. When the nurse was stunned, he politely reminded her, "can we start now?"

The nurse quickly responded and nodded her head.

Su Peilin also took a look at Lu Muyi, and an indescribable feeling came to his head.

She really understands him as always. Before, he was talking with the doctor about transferring Zhang Jiale to the VIP ward.

However, she still knew him so well. Why didn't she know that he didn't really like himself and that for him, the benefit was always greater than love?

Thinking of this, Su Peilin's sourness was more profound.

The nurse went back to the ICU, and then they pushed the bed to the door. When Lu Muyi took over one end of the bed, another nurse who had been in the ICU continued to go back.

When Su Peilin comes back to herself, the hospital bed is already pushing towards the elevator entrance. She lowers her eyes and looks at Zhang Jiale, who is lying on the hospital bed with her eyes rolling but doesn't speak. She also pulls her mouth and smiles.

She thinks her smile should be comforting.

"Because of the anesthetic effect, the patient's vocal cords can't speak for the time being. Today, they should be able to speak. The family members should be patient and help the patient wipe his body to take care of him before the operation. And remember, don't stimulate the patient, otherwise the disease will worsen and the consequences will be unimaginable."

The nurse's tone is like a specific tone of working in a hospital. It doesn't sound human.

Indeed, they are also used to life and death, three diseases and two pains. They are probably tired of seeing the scene of the patient lying on the bed.

Lu Muyi should be good gap, the bed has been pushed into the elevator.

Because the hospital beds occupy a large part of the position in the elevator, the nurse and Lu Muyi can only stand by the edge of the elevator.

Su Peilin followed at the end, trying to squeeze into the elevator. But after looking at the narrow position she left for herself, she hesitated and instinctively planned to wait for the next elevator.

However, before she had time to speak, the nurse looked at her suspiciously: "please come up quickly, just stand in front of your husband. When the patient goes back, he has to have an infusion. Time is very tight. "

As the nurse said, Su Peilin's face turned slightly red.

Standing in front of your husband

Miss nurse Xu, seeing that she has a big stomach and that Lu Muyi is a man, naturally thinks that she is Lu Muyi's wife.

But actually, she's not.

When Su Peilin stepped into the elevator with a deep breath, he just glanced at Lu Muyi. He looked calm and didn't seem to have any intention to explain the title of Mr.

Su Peilin turned his head and stood in front of him.

As the elevator went down slowly, Su Peilin's legs moved forward quietly. She couldn't adapt to being so close to Lu Muyi in such a confined space.

When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, the door opened, and a doctor nodded at Su Peilin, who was in the elevator. He raised several documents in his hand, as if to prove that he was really in a hurry to squeeze the elevator. One side of his body pushed people in.

The elevator, which was originally not spacious, was extremely narrow because of a person suddenly crowded in. Especially when the doctor was standing in front of Su Peilin, he didn't know if he had just had surgery. He still had an indescribable smell. It wasn't bad, but it was a bit exciting for pregnant women.

Su Peilin wants to step back a little, but the thought that Lu Muyi is behind her puts her in a dilemma.At the moment when the elevator went down, Lu Muyi clasped Su Peilin's shoulder with both hands. He stood behind the elevator. Even though he didn't move any gap, he let Su Peilin follow him.

Not only that, with his hands exerting a little force, Su Peilin retreated. At that moment, his face was calm and didn't notice anything unusual. However, Su Peilin's face was too red to speak. His eyes were flashing desperately, and his face was unnatural and embarrassed.

As the elevator went down, Su Peilin stood there, his movements were stiff and awkward.

Finally, the elevator door opened, and Su Peilin walked out quickly, as if he was afraid that if he walked slowly, he would be out of control.

For her back, which was almost in a hurry to escape, Lu Muqi's face became secretive, but he didn't say a word. His eyes quietly withdrew from her figure, and finally he took a hand with the nurse to push the hospital bed out.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jiale was assigned to the VIP ward. She wanted to speak, but because of the temporary paralysis of anesthetics, she couldn't say a word. She could only watch the nurse settle herself down, and then came and went with some liquid that needed to be put into her body. Finally, she didn't even see how the needle got into her skin.

What comforts her is that Lu Muyi and Su Peilin didn't have any conflicts before she could speak. Although they were quiet, the atmosphere in the ward was still harmonious.

When the nanny aunt came, Zhang Jiale's throat was blocked with a mouthful of phlegm, and her aunt waited on her to spit it out. The medicine was past, and she was able to speak a little dumb.

Of course, the sound is very light and needs to be very close to hear it.

"What do you say, Madame?" Nanny Auntie painstakingly to Zhang Jiale's mouth, listening to Zhang Jiale seems to be asking about her illness, but she did not really listen. Moreover, when Zhang Jiale was still in the intensive care unit, Lu Muyi told her not to tell Zhang Jiale about her own situation, so that she would not be sad.