Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

But Han Qichen's reaction was very insipid. Only then did he frown and frown deeper.

He sighed slightly, almost unheard, "the doctor is still there. Take me over."

It was already after 8 p.m. and the doctors in the hospital had already left work normally, but it was not without accidents. At least Han Qichen's attending doctor was asked to stay in the hospital. Because Han Qichen's identity is not simple, people in the hospital dare not neglect it.

At night, the hospital corridor was very quiet. Han Qichen and assistant Jiang walked back and forth, with slight footsteps.

In the office, the doctor was stunned when he saw Han Qichen suddenly coming in, and then a respectful smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Han, you are awake!" The doctor stood up and seemed to be receiving important leaders.

Han Qichen nodded slightly, while assistant Jiang said what he wanted to ask instead of him, "Mr. Han wants to ask about the situation!"

The doctor was stunned first and then reacted. This so-called situation refers to the condition.

He quickly found out the medical record book and checklist from the table, looked carefully and looked up, "President Han, from the inspection results this time, your stomach disease is very serious!" The doctor pushed his glasses and said solemnly, "you have checked before. Although you were cured at that time, because the follow-up conditioning was not in place, it is not so easy to have a good treatment now that the disease has relapsed!"

Han Qichen did not speak, but his eyes were heavy and seemed to be thinking.

After weighing, the doctor continued, "we certainly suggest you take a good rest, not only in terms of food, but also in terms of life and work. If you don't cultivate yourself in place, the disease will only be more serious! Even... May develop into gastric cancer! "

Assistant Jiang's face was stiff, and Han Qichen's face remained unchanged.

The doctor looked at the emperor's anxiety and the eunuch's anxiety, and couldn't help sighing silently in the bottom of his heart.

In fact, strictly speaking, in medicine, gastric cancer can not be regarded as a real cancer. Because the early detection of gastric cancer is completely treatable, and the treatment is not difficult. However, once a person's body has a problem, drug and instrument treatment can only delay its malignant development, and can no longer make the person's body return to the previous good state, which is the real terrible point of the disease.

After listening to the doctor's words, Han Qichen said coldly, "I know!"

He left as quietly as when he came. Assistant Jiang was stunned behind him and smiled shyly at the doctor, "please leave work first today!"

After coming out of the doctor's office, Han Qichen returned to the door of the ward. He sat down on the bench at the door and didn't go in.

Assistant Jiang knew that he didn't want to disturb Xue he's sleep, so he consciously took a light step.

The lights in the corridor are old white bulbs. They haven't been bright for a long time.

Assistant Jiang looked at his silent president, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "President Han, you are sick..." what should I do?

The operation and decision-making power of Jiyu group is in his hands. Although he does not need to be involved in every detail, all major decisions and the company's policies need to be examined and determined by him. Such a workload is not small, or even a lot. How can he recover from such a high mountain of work?