"Is there anything you need me to help with?"

Zhao Ning now has a new body, and there are no people around him who can be trusted, in fact, he really wants to get more information, especially if it has something to do with Huo Yichen.

But depending on the situation, the little nurse is very professional, and the topic is changed unambiguously, so I don't think I can hear the following.

"I want a glass of water, but no one can press the bed bell, so I'm going to look for it."

She paused, as if unintentionally, and asked again, "Why are you so busy today?" ”

The slightly older nurse, who is called Sister Miao, is obviously more stable and directly apologizes and explains.

"I'm sorry, someone came to check today, there weren't many people left in the nurse's station, I'll arrange for someone to pour water for you right away, which ward are you in?"

Zhao Ning waved his hand again and again, "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal." ”

After saying the ward number, she began to think about handling the discharge fee tomorrow, and by the way, she also said hello, but she didn't notice Sister Miao's slightly meaningful eyes after hearing it.

After returning to the ward, I heard the lively little nurse mention that there was a big boss who came to pick up patients today and was going to invest in hospital-related research.

Investor? It can't be the Huo Yichen I saw today, right?

Everyone let him die, what kind of affection are you pretending to be now?

It seems that the Zhaojia has not dealt enough blows to him, and it seems that he can find a way to push it.

Zhao Ning became more and more indignant, picked up the water cup and drank it all.

"Ahem—ahem, ahem, ahem"

Falling asleep with a heart full of worries is not a good habit.

Zhao Ning, who was unwell two days ago and could get up early, woke up at almost nine o'clock today.

Today's violin competition, but the two daughters of the Zhao family have to grab the qualifications to break their heads, of course, they can't give up easily.

It stands to reason that Zhao Shulan should also attach great importance to it, but in the end she didn't come, and the doctors and nurses who were supposed to come to check her didn't come.

After so many intrigues and betrayals, a bad premonition rose in her heart.

After pressing the bed bell, Zhao Ning hurriedly packed himself up, dragged his incomplete body, and wanted to start the discharge procedures.

The person who came was still the Miao sister from yesterday, and a light quickly crossed her mind, and before she had time to catch it, she heard the late attending doctor say something casually.

"No way!"

"I just had an appendicitis operation, everyone else can be discharged on the third day, I'm on the fourth day, why not?"

"Everyone has a different physique, your situation is different, and it is okay to let you be discharged from the hospital now, but you must have the signature of your family, otherwise we will not be able to bear this responsibility."

"Then I'll ask for leave, it's okay to ask for leave, I have something urgent to deal with here."

Zhao Ning felt that the doctor's attitude was very resolute, and the nurse next to him also dissuaded him, thinking that the doctor's phone call to Zhao Shulan before he came was not successful, so he quickly changed his strategy.

Of course, this time the result is still disagreeable.

She obviously sensed that something was wrong this time, and she was anxious in her heart, but her face was not at all, "Then you go and get busy first, and you can come back tomorrow." ”

After the paramedics left, she quickly gathered her belongings and followed them, ready to slip out.

In the hallway, she faintly heard the doctor babbling.

"Just this time, even if this favor is returned, there is no shortage of patients in our hospital, why are you ......?"

Unexpectedly, the door of the inpatient area was tightly closed, and Zhao Ning remembered that the ward area would not open again until 10 a.m. at night.

No wonder those people are so relieved, but it's too late, and when the doors open at ten o'clock, the registration should be closed.

She was sweating profusely, and the wound on her stomach was throbbing and painful, and her face was pale.

She involuntarily covered the wound with one hand, but she still took out her mobile phone with the other hand, wanting to call Zhao Shulan again.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly heard a familiar voice, and the mobile phone in Zhao Ning's hand fell to the ground with a bang.