When it was completely dark, the door of the ICU finally opened, and the attending doctor, Bai Ji, walked out of it with a tired face that could not be concealed.

He was stunned when he saw Lu Huai sitting on the ground, stopped and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Lu Huai put his index finger on his lips and made a silent motion.

But it was still a step too late, and he woke up slowly when he was nestled in his arms, opened his eyes and poked his head out.

Her face was sickly flushed, her eyes were still swollen, and she was confused with unconsciousness.

"Surgery done?"

Wen Yishi asked in a daze, and then instantly sobered up, put his hand on the coat on the ground, staggered to his feet, and hurriedly asked:

"Doctor, how is my father?"

"The patient is out of danger and needs to be observed overnight." After Bai Ji finished speaking, he looked to the side quietly.

Lu Huaizheng bent down to pick up the coat on the ground, patted the ash casually, and put it on his body.

Bai Ji raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be a little interested in the woman in front of him.

Interestingly, Lu Shao, who is so serious that he is more famous than his face, actually put his coat on the ground and used it as a cushion for her, and she can still pick it up and wear it again.

This treatment doesn't even have him, a good brother who has played with him since he was a child.

"Borrow an office." Lu Huai's figure shook when he saw Wen Yi, bent down to pick her up, and said unceremoniously.

Wen Yishi's eyes were bursting with flowers, she had a fever since a few hours ago, her head had been foggy, Lu Huai wanted to take her away several times, but she refused.

Now that I finally learned that Uncle Wen was fine, my heart relaxed, and my consciousness suddenly sank.

Bai Ji's office was next door to Dr. Jiang, and he opened the door and motioned for Lu Huai to put Wen Yishi on the bed in the inner lounge.

Lu Huai walked to the door but suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at him.

Bai Ji sighed, speechless.

"The sheets I just changed in the morning have been sterilized."

Hearing this, Lu Huai walked in with confidence, and did not forget to explain: "Call a nurse and give her medicine." ”

Bai Ji angrily gestured his fist at his back, and resigned himself to calling someone.

The little nurse came quickly, still holding a clean hospital gown in her hand.

Lu Huai handed her the medicine in his pocket, "Move gently, don't wake her up." ”

After saying that, he put his arm on Bai Ji's shoulders and dragged him out.

"There's a door to the lounge."

Bai Ji leaned against the door frame and protested dissatisfiedly.

"I just had a major operation, and I still haven't sat down to rest, do you still have humanity?"

Lu Huai glanced at him, ignored his wailing, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you returned to China?" ”

Bai Ji rubbed the corners of his forehead, "The teacher suddenly informed me that the plane came back in the early hours of this morning, and I was called to the hospital just after I fell asleep, where was the time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of Dr. Jiang next door opened, and it was Sheng Juezhi with an indifferent face and Mu Zhen who was holding his arm with red eyes.

"Awareness?" Bai Ji looked at Mu Zhen with some curiosity in his eyes, "How did you get out of the teacher's office?" ”

He went abroad in high school, and he didn't know Mu Zhen, but he knew that Sheng Juezhi had a favorite person when he was in high school, and he didn't catch up with him later.

Sheng Lu, the two young masters, have a temper and never like women to get close.

As soon as he finished asking, he saw Lu Huai suddenly rush over and punch Sheng Juezhi in the face.