Chapter 115: Support You
"boy, don't let him work too hard these last few days, especially that, he can't do it!" Dr. Zhuo said bitterly.
"We are not ......"
"I don't need to explain, I know everything." Dr. Toh continued, Orchid Finger tearing off a piece of paper. "Use this medicine to help him massage his waist every day, and the force should be a little heavier, otherwise the effect will not be good. Be careful, in case he gets lustful, don't blame me for not reminding him. This comes back to the question, restraint! ”
Cheng Siying was speechless, so she puffed up and stuffed the medicine sheet to Zhai Xiuze.
Zhai Xiuze muttered, "The people's will." ”
A few people were just about to leave the ward, but Song Han, who suddenly came back, stopped them at the door. Without saying a word, he locked the door.
"Less, young master." Judging by his heavy breathing, it was clear that he had been running all the way up. "I don't know what's going on outside, and there are a lot of reporters around me."
Zhai Xiuze walked to the window and leaned down, there were many reporters at the front door of the hospital, if it weren't for the security guards of the hospital, I am afraid that they would have rushed in a long time ago.
"As soon as I got downstairs, I was asked about you, and when I listened carefully, I realized that they were journalists. You're hospitalized here, and you don't know who leaked the news. While the paramedics won't give them your information, they'll be able to guess that you're in the upstairs suite. I'm afraid that those reporters will break in by any means. Song Han enumerated his worries one by one.
"Then we can't even get out of the hospital door?" Cheng Siying glanced at Zhai Xiuze, and said that the tree is a big move, and there is no freedom left.
"Hey, I thought it was a bit of a deal." Dr. Zhuo stuck his hands on his waist, "Wait!" I'll come when I go. ”
These two people looked at each other, and the immediate priority was to leave the hospital quickly, Dr. Zhuo must be familiar with the road, so let him arrange it.
While waiting for Dr. Zhuo, Zhai Xiuze reported to Fan Wenqian that he was safe, and at this moment, a group of reporters were also surrounded by Zhai Mansion, and it seemed that he could not return home.
"Xiu Ze, this time, no matter what choice you make, your mother will support you." This is the last shot of strength that Fan Wenqian gave him.
Zhai Xiuze faintly felt Fan Wenqian's change, and it seemed that she already knew about it.
Just as he was in his reverie, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Song Han asked vigilantly.
"It's me." Dr. Zhuo's voice.
After Song Han opened the door, Dr. Zhuo pushed a movable bed in and took two white coats and masks.
"This, this, you two put on." He commanded Zhai Xiuze and Cheng Siying, and put a hat on Song Han's head.
"Little one, will you lie down on the bed?" Dr. Zhuo bowed his head and said to Qian Bao'er, and the little guy hid behind Cheng Siying.
Cheng Siying understood Dr. Zhuo's intentions and broke down, "Qian Bao'er, let's play a game, a game between doctors and patients." Is it okay for Mommy and Uncle Zhai to play the doctor, and Qian Baoer to play the patient? ”
"Do you want an injection?"
"Don't, don't, just go from the upstairs to the underground parking lot, without injections."
"Okay then." Qian Bao'er was like a little monkey, and she got on the mobile bed with one bone. Dr. Zhuo hugged the spare quilt in the room and placed it on Qian Bao'er.
Cheng Siying stroked Qian Bao'er's forehead, "Mommy's hand has been holding Qian Bao'er's hand, I'm not afraid." But from now until the parking lot, you can't move around. ”
Qian Bao'er nodded, and slowly, her eyelids began to fight.