Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

Walking quickly in the corridor of the hospital, Cheng Huaiqing's whole body exuded a chill, which made those nurses and patients who were crazy about him in the corridor afraid to step forward to provoke him.

He quickly walked to the office of the doctor who treated Zhao Lingxi last night. When he walked in, the doctor was standing on the seat, wiping his eyes carefully.

Seeing Cheng Huaiqing walking in coldly, he quickly put his glasses on his face, and then asked, "Mr. Cheng, what's the matter?"
Cheng Huaiqing was not in the mood to greet the doctor at all, and said with a cold face: "Didn't you say last night that as long as Ling Xi wakes up, everything will be fine? But why did she forget what happened yesterday?"
"Forgot?" The doctor listened to Cheng Huaiqing's cold voice, seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, lowered his head slightly, pondered for a while, and then said: "Miss Zhao must have been overly frightened yesterday and had selective amnesia. This has happened historically."

"Selective amnesia"?
Cheng Huaiqing listened to the doctor's words, and repeated these keywords. He habitually touched the bridge of the nose with his left hand, rubbed it twice, and stared at the doctor's face with burning eyes.

Facing Cheng Huaiqing's gaze, even a doctor who was over fifty years old and used to seeing ups and downs, couldn't help being shocked, and said, "Yes, selective amnesia is a very rare clinical disease. The common symptoms are mostly manifested as patients, deliberate forgetting, unhappy memories, or someone who wants to avoid."

"En." Cheng Huaiqing listened to the doctor's words, his eyes flickered, his fingers still rested on the bridge of his nose, he nodded slightly, and said, "Got it."

Then, I discussed some other possible situations with the doctor in the office.

In the ward.

The nurse looked at the big Zhao Lingxi who was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, with a gentle smile on his face, and said enviously: "Miss, your life is so good, your husband is so handsome. , and being so considerate to you, if I can also find such a good husband, that would be great."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, and she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look into Zhao Lingxi's eyes.

Zhao Lingxi, who has been trying hard to recall what happened yesterday, listened to what the nurse said, turned her head, glanced at the little nurse who was drooping her head shyly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You will also meet your happiness in the future." , don’t envy others.”

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to the empty ceiling again, trying his best to remember what happened yesterday.

Cheng Huaiqing's expression just now is enough to explain that something unusual must have happened yesterday, otherwise she would not have appeared in the hospital.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Lingxi only felt that his mind was blank, he couldn't grasp anything, and his nerves began to ache.

He wanted to raise his little hand and cover his head, but he accidentally pulled the infusion bottle in his hand, and the needle on the back of his hand stabbed it fiercely, and a cry of pain escaped from Zhao Lingxi's mouth.

The nurse looked at the bloody needles on the back of Zhao Lingxi's hand, nervousness flashed in her eyes, and hurriedly took the infusion tube in Zhao Lingxi's hand, letting the liquid in the bottle flow down.

The pain in her hand just now severely stimulated Zhao Lingxi's nerves. She only felt that a picture flashed in her mind, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't grasp the shadow of that picture.

The headache got worse, and on the delicate forehead, the eyebrows were wrinkled into two crooked earthworms, and cold sweat broke out on the forehead and head.

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing walked to the door of the ward, he saw Zhao Lingxi's painful appearance, walked quickly to the front of the bed without any explanation, and pushed away the little nurse standing beside the bed.

The little nurse was unprepared, Cheng Huaiqing suddenly pushed her body, swayed violently, and fell heavily to the ground.

If the VIP ward where Zhao Lingxi lived was not spacious enough, the little nurse would have hit something just now.

Hearing the "boom" sound of the body colliding with the marble floor, Cheng Huaiqing frowned tightly.

And as if she didn't know that the little nurse was pushed down by her, she stared nervously at Zhao Lingxi in front of her, and helped Zhao Lingxi wipe the sweat from her forehead with her big hand, and said softly: "Lingxi, Lingxi Xi, don’t be afraid, I’m here, I’m here.”

The little nurse, listening to Cheng Huaiqing's gentle voice when speaking to Zhao Lingxi, envy flashed in her eyes, she tried her best to hold back the pain in her body, supported her body with her hands, and stood up from the ground.

Walking to Cheng Huaiqing's side, he said, "I don't know what this young lady thought of just now, but she suddenly had a headache."

After finishing speaking, he watched Cheng Huaiqing's big hand pull Zhao Lingxi's small hand aside, gently placed it on the side of the bed, gently massaged Zhao Lingxi's slightly protruding temple with his big hand, pursed his lips, turned and ran to find a doctor.

Cheng Huaiqing heard the little nurse's words just now, and rubbed Zhao Lingxi's temples, feeling her body calmed down a little, and said softly in a magnetic voice: "Lingxi, there are some things that you can't remember, so don't think about them deliberately." It's just fine."

Feeling Cheng Huaiqing's voice coming in from her ears, it was as if a pair of gentle little hands were massaging Zhao Lingxi's nerves, and she suddenly felt her nerves relax.

Slowly opened his eyes, met Cheng Huaiqing's worried eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't remember anything just now, I just felt a headache."

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi who looked like he had just been fished out of the water, and the thin hospital gown was tightly attached to Zhao Lingxi's body, perfectly showing Zhao Lingxi's exquisite figure.

Cheng Huaiqing's big hands kept moving, but the words in his mouth became more gentle: "Don't think about things you can't remember. If you want to know something, just ask me."

While speaking, he recalled the symptoms of selective amnesia that he mentioned when he was chatting with the doctor just now.

Since Zhao Lingxi had already chosen to forget that unbearable memory, why did he have to cruelly uncover her scar again?
Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi's eyes flickered with hesitation.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's expression, Cheng Huaiqing naturally knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, isn't mine yours? Even if your memory is lost, mine is still there. I will help you find it." That's it."

After speaking, he let go of the right hand that was massaging Zhao Lingxi's temple, flicked it lightly on her forehead, and said dotingly: "What a silly girl to the letter"!
Cheng Huaiqing's words brought a shy look on Zhao Lingxi's face.

Just when Zhao Lingxi was about to ask Cheng Huaiqing about what happened yesterday, the little nurse hurried over with the doctor.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cheng Huaiqing turned around and took a look, and saw the little nurse with the color on her face, a flash of apology flashed in her eyes, her voice was not as cold as before, looked at the little nurse and said, "I'm sorry, I I was just a little anxious."

When he was speaking, his big hand was already in his bosom, the checkbook that escaped from his pocket, his big hand was scribbling on it.

When the little nurse heard Cheng Huaiqing's apology, her small face flickered with flattery, but Cheng Huaiqing's next actions instantly froze the smile on her face.

Looking at a check handed over by Cheng Huaiqing's slender fingers, the little nurse froze, looking at Cheng Huaiqing's perfect hands with some hesitation.

Cheng Huaiqing glanced at the little nurse's expression, and there was still rare tenderness in his voice: "This is a little compensation for your injury just now, you can take it to see a doctor."

When speaking, he pointed to his right cheek with his finger, indicating the scratch on the nurse's right cheek.

"I……"

The little nurse didn't intend to pick up the check from Cheng Huaiqing, she turned her head and glanced at the doctor beside her, and said, "Doctor Li, this wound on my face will heal after a while with some medicine, yes wrong"?
Doctor Li glanced at Zhao Lingxi behind him through Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, and nodded: "Just leave this to me."

After finishing speaking, he pushed Cheng Huaiqing's hand instead of the little nurse, and said, "Mr. Cheng, there is a rule in our hospital that doctors and nurses say that they cannot accept money from patients and their families without permission, so in order for her to keep her job, you still have to take it back." This check."

Hearing what the doctor said, Cheng Huaiqing couldn't insist on stuffing the check into the little nurse's hand, so he had to take it back.

The doctor then asked: "How is Miss Zhao doing now?"
As soon as Zhao Lingxi was mentioned, Cheng Huaiqing's face immediately became serious: "It's much better, but when I think about problems, I still have a headache."

"Yes." The doctor nodded upon hearing what Cheng Huaiqing said, and said, "This is normal."

With that said, he strode towards Zhao Lingxi.

It was only then that Cheng Huaiqing remembered that Zhao Lingxi's hospital gown could not cover up her good figure, his eyes darkened, and he rushed in front of the doctor, striding towards the bedside.Pulling up the quilt covering Zhao Lingxi's lower body, leaving only his neck and head outside, he stepped aside a little and asked the doctor to do a checkup for Zhao Lingxi.

Although he knew that it was the doctor's duty, seeing the doctor's big hands touching Zhao Lingxi's body, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes couldn't help but darken, and his whole body was releasing air-conditioning.

Feeling that the air in the ward suddenly dropped several degrees, the doctor twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, and the wrinkles around his mouth wrinkled fiercely, feeling the pressure.

While the doctor was wondering whether to lift the quilt, Cheng Huaiqing's cell phone suddenly rang like a life-saving charm in the ward.

Cheng Huaiqing glanced at the name displayed on the phone, and said to the doctor: "Dr. Li, I'm going out to answer the phone, and I will trouble you here."

After he finished speaking, he went out.

With Cheng Huaiqing's departure, Dr. Li felt that the pressure on his body had eased a lot.

After talking to Zhao Lingxi, he lifted the quilt and checked it for Zhao Lingxi.