Chapter 172: Hospitalized

After being kicked out of the ward by Zhao Yunxiang, Zhou Zhixin lived in Zhao Guohui's house. In the past two days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Zhou Zhixin has been lying on the bed for the rest www.biquge.info of the time, reflecting on himself.

Zhou Zhixin knew that Zhao Yunxiang was really angry this time, and even said the word "divorce" at him.

After so many years of marriage, Zhao Yunxiang has always been gentle, and although she can't bow down to Zhou Zhixin, she has never objected to any decision made by Zhou Zhixin.

The most important thing now is to ask Zhou Chunping for a clear understanding. When it came to the end, Zhou Zhixin retreated. Father and son for decades, Zhou Chunping was ruthless to him, but he couldn't be unrighteous, even if he was the adopted son of the Zhou family, he also inherited the kindness of the Zhou family.

Raising grace is greater than giving birth, especially when outsiders don't know that he was once "killed" by Zhou Chunping's father and son.

Zhou Zhixin really wants to be an ostrich, bury his head in the sand, don't have to think about anything, don't have to listen to anything.

Just think you've given your life back to the Zhou family this time! That place where you eat people and don't spit out bones, Zhou Zhixin doesn't plan to go back.

In Qingshan City, Wen Ziqing rushed to the People's Hospital with Zhao Qingshan.

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation this time, Wen Ziqing would not have left his little girl.

Wen Yiran was sick, to be precise, it was Wen Yiran who had a sudden stroke and was admitted to Qingshan People's Hospital.

When Wen Ziqing found the ward, he saw Wen Yiran, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube inserted in his nostrils.

Feng Xueying was sitting in front of the hospital bed wiping her tears. Seeing Wen Ziqing, a trace of embarrassment and resentment flashed on Feng Xueying's face.

If it weren't for Wen Ziqing, Lao Wen wouldn't have quarreled with her. It's good now, Lao Wen is lying in the hospital and his life and death are uncertain, but Wen Ziqing, a little cub, is full of red face, and he is obviously doing well.

How good can a poor ravine, lacking food and clothing, live? It can't be deliberately pretended, right?

Feng Xueying's hostility towards Wen Ziqing was discovered by Zhao Qingshan as soon as possible.

It's hard for Ziqing, this kid! Zhao Qingshan secretly sighed. When Wen Ziqing first arrived in Zhaojiagou, it was difficult to even speak, and at the beginning, Zhao Qingshan was very puzzled. As far as he knew, Wen Yiran was a harsh person for his children and grandchildren from time to time.

and Wen Yiran's friend for many years, Zhao Qingshan rarely went to Wen's house. After one or two limited contacts, Zhao Qingshan saw Feng Xueying's personality and character? Feng Xueying is too good and strong and loves face, and in her mind, the autistic and withdrawn Wen Ziqing has always been a shame for the Wen family.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Xueying saw Zhao Qingshan who was following Wen Ziqing, and her face changed.

Feng Xueying has always disliked Zhao Qingshan, and every time she sees it, she will not hide her disdain for Zhao Qingshan. In Feng Xueying's eyes, Zhao Qingshan is a hillbilly who is used to going to Wen's house to fight the autumn breeze.

"I'll take a look at the old text. Zhao Qingshan didn't see Feng Xueying's face. Living to his age, Zhao Qingshan will not be affected by irrelevant people. In Zhao Qingshan's eyes, Wen Yiran is his friend, which does not mean that Wen Yiran's family should greet him with a smile.

Feng Xueying stood in front of the hospital bed, her face full of unhappiness. Looking at Lao Wen, why are the people who come to visit the sick empty-handed? Shouldn't it be that the life in the countryside can't go on, so they specially come to Wen's house to fight the autumn breeze, right?

Feng Xueying didn't want to think about it, Wen Ziqing had been to Zhaojiagou for such a long time, and everything she had eaten and dressed was Zhao Qingshan's, and she hadn't given a son yet!

Zhao Qingshan ignored Feng Xueying, and although his feet were slow, he walked towards Wen Yiran's hospital bed without the slightest pause.

Feng Xueying only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and Zhao Qingshan had already bypassed her body and sat in front of Wen Yiran's hospital bed.

Feng Xueying was shocked. The Wen family is not an ordinary family, and Feng Xueying's knowledge is broader than that of ordinary people. Looking at Zhao Qingshan's posture, it is obvious that he has kung fu.

Zhao Qingshan ignored Feng Xueying, whose face was blue and white, pulled Wen Yiran's arm, and closed his eyes to help Wen Yiran's pulse.

Pretend! What to pretend? What about being your own divine doctor? Feng Xueying glared at Zhao Qingshan indignantly. Wen Yiran's attending doctors are the most famous doctors in the People's Hospital, Dr. Hu and Dr. Qiu. Dr. Hu is a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Qingshan City, and Dr. Qiu is a doctor of Western medicine who returned from studying abroad.

After Wen Yiran was admitted to the hospital in a coma yesterday, the leaders of Qingshan City People's Hospital attached great importance to Wen Yiran's status and specially sent two of the best doctors in the hospital to treat Wen Yiran.

Dr. Hu and Dr. Qiu did a detailed full-body examination for Wen Yiran and concluded that he had suffered a severe stroke and should not be moved.

Asked about Wen Yiran's situation before he fell into a coma, Feng Xueying was hesitant and couldn't say why. After discussing with Dr. Qiu, Dr. Hu had no choice but to adopt a conservative treatment method first, first putting on an oxygen mask for Wen Yiran, and then giving him a special medicine to treat stroke.

Wen Ziqing silently looked at Wen Yiran on the bed, from the moment she entered the door to the present, Wen Ziqing has not said a word.

Feng Xueying had long been accustomed to Wen Ziqing's appearance, and after Wen Ziqing glanced at him when she entered the door, she didn't say anything else.

For a moment, the ward was silent.

Zhao Qingshan took a long time to take the pulse, and after finishing his left hand, he changed his right hand, and after about ten minutes, Zhao Qingshan let go of Wen Yiran's wrist and stood up.

"Doctor Zhao doesn't prescribe a prescription for my family's old text?" Feng Xueying squinted, and said in a strange way.

Wen Ziqing felt that her face was burning. My grandfather came all the way to see my grandfather, why did my grandmother have such an attitude?

"It's not enough to just take medicine. Zhao Qingshan ignored Feng Xueying's fault, and answered honestly. Wen Yiran probably encountered something that made him angry, and the capillaries in his brain ruptured in his anger, causing a severe coma.

The top priority for Zhao Qingshan is not to quarrel with Feng Xueying, but to talk to Wen Yiran's attending doctor. If the blood congestion in Wen Yiran's brain can't be cleared, it is not impossible to sleep forever.

"I don't have the ability to charge any large cloves of garlic. Feng Xueying didn't hear the meaning of Zhao Qingshan's words, and thought that Zhao Qingshan had no ability to treat Wen Yiran, and the anger in her stomach could no longer be suppressed, and she said cracklingly: "My old Wen has a famous doctor for treatment, you charlatan, where did you come from, let me go back! Wandering around in front of Lao Wen all day long, looking at me I don't know the abacus in your stomach? My eldest grandson of the Wen family will not marry that country girl from your family. ”

"Grandma, Yuan Yuan and I are already engaged, and I will marry Yuan Yuan. Wen Ziqing took a step forward, stared at Feng Xueying with cold eyes, and repeated seriously: "I will definitely marry Yuan Yuan." ”