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Chapter 316

hospitals, private wards.

Wan Qichen fed Su Tianlan with a rice bowl, Gong Qiyan leaned against the window to peel oranges, and the orange peels were accurately thrown into the trash can at his feet. Most of the sunlight was obscured by him, and the shadow fell to the ground, in a trance.

The matter on the Internet is almost finished, and yesterday afternoon, the police announced that the murderer had been caught, a neurotic with an anti/social personality, and had been handed over to the police station. The people's hearts are relieved, Su Tianlan is also out of danger, and fans are no longer entangled.

The dust is settled.

Anyway, Su Qianlan didn't take on other activities a year ago, as long as he pushed away a few sporadic announcements after that, there was no way to promote the TV series, Gong Qiyan was very idle, and he ran to the ward at two ends in three days, and he was called visiting patients.

"What the hell is going on with you, run to me every day, have time to sleep more, you see that the bags under your eyes are about to fall to the ground." Su Tianlan swallowed the food in her mouth, looked at Gong Qiyan with disgust and said.

"I'm not sleepy, ha......" said the man who was not sleepy yawned and touched his nose in some embarrassment, as if he was thinking about 'who I am, where I came from, what am I going to do'.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Su Tianlan asked speechlessly, this person was shaking in front of her every day, and her head hurt.

Wan Qichen fed her food quietly, not disturbing the conversation between them at all, as if he didn't care at all.

But when Gong Qiyan looked at him, he glanced at him casually, and held back what Gong Qiyan was going to say, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just coming to see you, what's it, I'll go back to sleep first." After saying that, it was like a dog chasing after his buttocks, and he ran away.

Su Tianlan watched him leave suspiciously, not knowing what was wrong with him, and finally put his eyes on Wan Qichen, who looked like nothing had happened, and asked, "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Wan Qichen shook his head decisively, "No, what can happen, it is probably Gong Qiyan's own business, I heard that his previous enemy, that Chai or something, is investigating him." ”

"Really?" Su Tianlan didn't believe it, but thinking about it, it seemed that they also needed to hide something from her, so they didn't dwell on this issue, "Chai Jianxian needs to pay attention, you ask Saiwen to help keep an eye on it." ”

"Okay." Wan Qichen packed up his things and sat beside her to talk to her, "On Christmas Day, you put a promotional video on the movie you made in the Federation, and Mickey Grant also went back to the Federation, let me talk to you." ”

In the past few days she has been hospitalized, Mickey has been here twice, and she hasn't seen anyone since then, so she has returned to the Federation. As for the promotional video, Mickey also mentioned that she would show a promotional video for Christmas, but she forgot about it.

"You bring your phone, I'll take a look." Su Tianlan stretched out her uninjured hand and said.

Wan Qichen originally wanted to divert his attention, so he happily handed her the phone.

Su Tianlan, who played with his mobile phone with one hand, practiced it perfectly, turned on his mobile phone, thought about it and went on Weibo, wanting to see if there was no news in China, after all, the movie is the main oriental magic, and it will definitely be released in China.

Sure enough, "King" has been on the hot search, and the raw meat version is already available, and everyone is clamoring for a pure meat version.

Su Tinglan clicked on one, saying that it was a promotional film rather than a character introduction, almost every character only had one or two shots, and there were a few more male and female protagonists, Su Tianlan's shot was placed at the end, it was a slightly longer small clip, giving her a few close-ups.

Therefore, it is still very important to have a good relationship with the director!

clicked back to her Weibo, Huang Jiajia had already helped her forward the publicity. Below Weibo are all comments from fans who confess and look forward to various supports, each of which wishes her to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible at the end, which makes her a little moved.

"Good shot." Wan Qichen sat beside her and praised.

Apparently he'd seen it before.

"Of course it's good, the best director and the best screenwriter, and ......" Su Tinglan pointed to himself, "the best actor!" ”

"Hehe, narcissism." Wan Qichen reached out and nodded her little nose and said with a smile.

Su Tinglan clicked on the video forwarded by her Weibo and watched it again, just over a minute, she repeated it over and over again, Wan Qichen didn't open her mouth, just followed her to watch it,

"My hand is not getting better." Su Qianlan asked abruptly.

This topic, she and Wan Qichen and all the people who came to visit, as if they had made an appointment, never mentioned it, even if the doctor came in to check, he smiled and said that he was recovering well, and the specific situation was never revealed in front of her, Su Tianlan knew that it was just Wan Qianchen's advice.

But the more he was like this, the more sure Su Tianlan was that his hands would not be good.

At first, she was scared, and even after Wan Qichen fell asleep, she would secretly hide in the quilt and cry, because she was really scared, but she didn't want him to worry.

But after all, I have experienced too many things, and I slowly accepted the facts, no matter how serious it is, isn't that it? Not having an amputation is good enough, isn't it?

When I mentioned it today, I just didn't want this hand to become a taboo between them, she always had to know.

Wan Jichen didn't answer her words immediately, but put his hand behind her back, pulled the person into his arms, rubbed his cheek against her hair, and organized a long language before returning: "The doctor said that the recovery is very good, and there will be no problems from the outside, so I have to recover well in the future, and there will not be much problem with flexibility." However, because it hurts the palm of the hand, I may not be able to use too much strength in the future, and there is no problem with writing, but it can't be long......"

Su Qianlan nodded, looking at her wrapped hand that could not see the flesh, it was a little better than she imagined. Because the finger injury is not too serious, there is no problem with dexterity, which is enough. She didn't expect it to be the same as before.

Wan Qichen kissed her cheek with some distress, and said softly: "I will find the best international rehabilitation hand rehabilitation experts to help you rehabilitate, don't worry, there will be no problems." ”

"I'm fine, you don't have to carry me behind my back to communicate with the doctor in the future." Su Tianlan raised her head and rubbed his chin, smiling easily, "The current situation is much better than I thought, but I can't use force, my hands are used to guide the country, and I don't have to move bricks, which is good." It's just that I guess if I want to sign autographs for fans in the future, I need to practice signing with my left hand. ”

"I'll help you do what you want to do in the future." Wan Qichen likes the job he finds for himself, feeds him, helps take a bath or something, it's good.

Su Tianlan glared at him, and at a glance, he knew that this person didn't know what to think about, and as soon as the topic was not serious, he was thinking nonsense.

"Won't I be able to hold bubbles in the future?" Su Tinglan still had some regrets when she thought of her fat boy.

"The boy can't always be held, let him go by himself." From a father who hugs his son every day at home and can't let go.

Both of them deliberately did not immerse themselves in the fact that their hands could not recover, and slowly chatted about other things. When the doctor came to examine the wound and change the dressing, he had to return his attention to his hands.

The wound on the abdomen, the knife wound on the outside has scabbed, and although you can't see it inside, it should be fine. The wound on the hand looks very serious, but it is itchy and slowly healing, but it still needs to be wrapped in gauze to avoid infection, and the upper mouth can grow completely.

"Doctor, how long will it take for me to be discharged?" Su Qianlan asked.

She misses her son a little, a few days ago, Wan Qichen always came to the hospital with bubbles to see her, but it was not good for children to always go to the hospital, so she stopped him from doing this kind of behavior later. The mother and son haven't seen each other for a while, and all the knowledge about bubbles comes from Wan Qichen, the child is the same day and the same, and she regrets that she missed so many moments of the child's growth.

"We need to observe for a few more days, and we will be able to go back next week." The doctor said conservatively.

Originally, she could have been discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday, the wound had grown well, and there was no problem going home, as long as she came back on time to change the dressing and check in the future, but Wan Qichen was not at ease, and the doctor did not dare to let her go.

Su Tianlan nodded, she didn't embarrass the doctor, although she guessed that Wan Qichen would definitely let her stay in the hospital for a few more days, but after all, she had no experience in this area, and she didn't even have a chance to contact the obstetrics and gynecology, let alone the knife wound. I don't know how long it will take for everyone else to go home, so I can only listen to the doctor honestly.

When Su Tianlan was discharged from the hospital, in addition to his own hands, he also needed follow-up rehabilitation, and the whole person was alive and kicking. You must know that she stayed in the hospital for two months, and the incision was healed before it came out.

The doctor said that it was a week, and it was delayed for half a month before Wan Qichen agreed to help her go through the discharge procedures.

Sitting in the car, Su Tianlan habitually put her right hand on her lap and moved her fingers, the range of movement was not too large, but she also tried her best to do the best at present. When she stopped, Wan Qichen put her hand into his big hand and kneaded it slowly, helping her move the muscles and bones of her hand.

"The expert has arrived, and I asked Severn to arrange people in the villa, and they can directly rehabilitate at home in the future." Wan Qichen kneaded gently, without the slightest impatience.

"Hmm." To be honest, Su Qianlan was a little apprehensive in her heart, although the doctor repeatedly said that her hand had recovered well, and as long as she had a good rehabilitation, she would be able to regain her flexibility.

But now that she can't even hold her fists, she's really worried about whether she'll be able to regain her flexibility in her hand.

Wan Qichen knew her worries, so he always comforted her silently, and every day as long as her hand moved a little more, he was happier than her.

Arriving at the villa, Wan Qichen took Su Tianlan's hand and went to see the rehabilitation expert first.

The expert was a gray-haired foreign man, speaking standard and authentic federal language, looking gentle and gentlemanly, he didn't talk nonsense, said hello, and directly offered to look at Su Tianlan's hand.

After getting her consent, I took her hand and kneaded it, and then asked her if she felt it like this, and if it hurt like that.

I don't know why, Su Tianlan's mood was unusually calm, and even the apprehension in the car before was gone, calmly answering the expert's words.

On the contrary, Wan Qichen's eyes were staring at him tightly, swallowing nervously and frequently, and the palm holding Su Tianlan's other hand was a little sweaty, so that she had to turn back from time to time to comfort him.