Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  The two discussed the details. After a while, the nurse from the hospital called to ask where they were. The people in the rescue room were out of danger.

  An Ran hung up the phone and went back to the rescue room with the lady...

  ……

  An Lijun had a sudden cerebral congestion this time. The main cause of the disease was that he was too irritated and couldn't control his emotions, and the blood rushed to the brain.

  A situation like this is very dangerous, and an accident can endanger life. Fortunately, An Lijun's secretary was next to him when he was ill. He immediately called the 120 emergency number and sent the person to the hospital to barely save his life.

  But An Lijun needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a while.

  The nurse pushed the person out of the emergency room and pushed him into a nearby ward. A large group of relatives of Anjia who came after hearing the news also went to the ward with them.

  The doctor who just came out of the operation tiredly took off the plastic gloves and threw them into the trash can, and asked the nurse, "Where are the patient’s family members?"

   "Here." An Ran walked behind to hear it, and immediately walked over, walked to the doctor, and said worriedly, "Doctor, I am his daughter. How is my father?"

The doctor looked at her up and down, took off the mask and said, "The patient's operation was successful, and the congestion in the brain has disappeared. But during this time, we must be careful and pay attention to the patient's emotions. It's exciting!"

  An Ran's chest tightened, remembering the plan he had said before, pursing his lips, and asked the doctor, "What will happen if my dad is irritated?"

The doctor gave her a surprised look, and asked her as if looking at a neuropathy, "I said it's best not to let him be stimulated anymore. You ask me what this question means. You still want to stimulate your dad at this time." ?"

  An Ran's face was a bit uncomfortable, and she explained embarrassingly, "I didn't mean that, I just care about..."

  The doctor took the towel handed by the nurse and wiped the blood stains on his hands. He was noncommittal about her explanation and said, “You'd better not care about this. Take care of him during this time and try to keep him in a good mood.”

  The doctor paused, looked at her again, and gave her face, “Based on the patient’s current condition, he has to be stimulated again, and the blood rushes up to form a congestion. Maybe not as lucky as it is now.”

  This means that you will probably die on the operating table again!

   "You mean my dad is going to die?" An Ran bit her lips tightly, her expression tangled and uncomfortable, her face was pale and her eyes were erratic, no matter how she looked, it didn't seem like she was just asking.

The doctor couldn't help but look at her more, but as an outsider, he didn't want to be nosy, "Everyone will die, no one is different! But he will be stimulated again during this period of time. Maybe that day will come more than expected. fast."

"How do I feel that you look like your dad might be stimulated recently?" He didn't want to be nosy, but he couldn't help but asked, "I remind you, your dad is very weak now and can't stand it. Toss. You children, don’t kill your dad at this critical time."

  The look the nurse looked at her was the same as she looked at the best, full of precautionary suspicion. An Ran realized that she might have been too emotional just now. She hurriedly curled up her lips, smiled decently, and explained, "No, you misunderstood the doctor. I was worried that things in the company would stimulate my dad."