Dr. Fu, you are pulling the wrong red line.

"Why are you suddenly in such a good mood today? Isn't the company busy in the afternoon?" Jiang Wei was a little surprised.

Fu Dongli said lightly: "The dean came to me not long ago, and he told me that your father's condition is a little bit worse, so let's go there at night."

"What's the situation?" Jiang Wei's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and her eyes widened unconsciously, for fear that the answer she would hear would be something she didn't want to hear.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing and not a bad thing." Fu Dongli smiled at her nervous appearance, "Your father's condition has improved, and I am a brain researcher, so I will show you tonight. .”

The smile on Jiang Wei's face was immediately visible, "Dongli, I knew you were the best for me!"

She had unconditional trust in Fu Dongli's medical skills. With him, wouldn't the day when Jiang Datong wake up be just around the corner?

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy, Uncle Jiang's condition is relatively serious, so you should not have too much hope."

Although Fu Dongli didn't want to say that, he was worried that Jiang Wei's expectations were too high and the blow would be unbearable.

"I know that doctors are human beings and not gods. My heart is like a mirror, but I don't know why, when you say these words, I always feel inexplicably at ease."

A deep meaning flashed in Jiang Wei's glazed eyes, and Fu Dongli's head tightened when he saw the surging emotion inside.

Jiang Wei's trust in him can be said to be very straightforward, and her eyes seem to reveal all kinds of firmness.

"Okay, Weiwei, don't worry, I will do my best to heal Uncle Jiang." Fu Dongli promised.

As a doctor, healing diseases and saving lives is his job, not to mention that this person is so important to him.

A day's work was spent in a tense and fulfilling way. Jiang Wei sorted out a day's report on the small porphyria in the market, and a little bit of inspiration arose in her heart.

In order to integrate toys into the market, in addition to the necessary catering to the market, they must also have their own value. Jiang Wei has roughly conceived some small details in her mind.

Stepping on the point of getting off work, Jiang Wei closed her not very mature design draft, she got up and left the office door.

When she arrived at the downstairs of the company, a black commercial vehicle stopped right in front of her.

The car window was pulled down, and Fu Dongli's monstrous face was naturally reflected in her eyes.

"I'm pretty self-conscious today. I don't need to go into the company to arrest you." Fu Dongli raised his brows, and then gestured to the empty co-pilot seat next to him.

Jiang Wei rolled her eyes at him, then took a step, walked around the front of the car, opened the door, and got into the passenger seat.

All the movements are smooth and smooth, and they are done in one go.

Jiang Wei shook her long hair domineeringly, then bent over and pulled the seat belt on one side, and fastened it for herself, "Can we go?"

"Then you can sit still." Fu Dongli smiled, and soon the car drove away from the spot, leaving only a cloud of exhaust gas.

Jiang Wei looked at the receding trees outside the window, and there was always an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She still doesn't know whether the roads she is walking are good or bad.

"Seeing how preoccupied you are, you have to have some confidence in the latest medical technology. Uncle Jiang will be fine, he will wake up, trust me."

Fu Dongli naturally saw the emotion on Jiang Wei's face, and comforted her softly.

Jiang Wei nodded lightly, "Okay."

With such uneasy emotions, Jiang Wei and Fu Dongli arrived at the hospital very quickly, and they found Jiang Datong's ward with ease.

Song Youlan was taking care of him in the hospital, and she was a little surprised to see these two people coming.

"Didn't you come here during the weekend holiday? Why are you here today?" Song Youlan looked down at the watch on her wrist, it was almost seven o'clock.

It is not difficult to guess that these two people rushed over as soon as they got off work.

"The director came to me yesterday and said that Uncle Jiang's condition has improved, so he asked me to come over and give him a brain CT examination." Fu Dongli briefly introduced his reason for coming.

Song Youlan froze: "The dean told you... Datong's condition has improved?"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would joke about such a big event?" Fu Dongli smiled.

"Then check it quickly!" Song Youlan was a little flattered at once, and hurried out of the way to give way to Fu Dongli.

She was looking forward to Jiang Datong's awakening all the time. God knows what her mood will be after Jiang Datong's accident.

Jiang Wei glanced at Fu Dongli and nodded at him.

Fu Dongli first exited the door of the ward, then went outside to change into a white coat, took some instruments, and then walked in again.

Fu Dongli, who was wearing a white coat, looked particularly charming. Jiang Wei's eyes could not help but brighten when she saw the figure appearing in front of her.

There are several other doctors following Fu Dongli, some of whom Jiang Wei has seen, and some of whom have not.

"Do some simple examinations on the patient first." Fu Dongli ordered slowly, his deep voice full of magnetism.

The doctors who followed behind him had a particularly tacit understanding, and they all cooperated with each other.

Soon the samples to be collected and the things to be photographed were all ready. Fu Dongli took these reports and left the ward again.

"Aunt Song, don't worry, I believe that even if it's for you, Dad will wake up." Jiang Wei felt that Song Youlan was more nervous than her, so she comforted her.

Song Youlan took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "I also believe that Datong will wake up, but I always feel that there is something a little uneasy, Weiwei, in the final analysis, your father has become what he is now, and there are also mine. responsibility."

Her eyes were full of self-blame and guilt, looking at the person lying on the hospital bed, she really felt a little uncomfortable.

"Aunt Song, what nonsense are you talking about? Why do these things have anything to do with you? It's obviously the fault of those gangsters, so don't take everything on yourself."

Jiang Wei couldn't bear to hear it, and immediately straightened her face, and said very seriously.

Of course Song Youlan knew that this was what Jiang Wei said to comfort her, but scenes of the past were flashing before her eyes, and she couldn't settle down.

"Okay, Aunt Song, my father is a hero to save the beauty, and I don't know how happy he is! You have to believe that according to Dongli's medical skills, father will be fine."

Jiang Wei held Song Youlan's hand while talking, and patted the back of her hand lightly, which gave Song Youlan some encouragement and support.

The words "heroes save the beauty" contained a certain amount of ridicule. Before Song Youlan, she would have pretended to be angry and said she was messing around, but now Song Youlan did not refute at all.

Laboratory tests were not an easy task. Fu Dongli took the samples, and recalled Jiang Datong's physical condition during the recent period, so he bored himself in the laboratory and started testing.

Returning to this familiar place, he felt a little emotional. The skilled operation and the familiar smell made him find his sense of direction immediately.

He didn't know how long he stayed inside before he came out, and it was already very late this time.

Jiang Wei waited quietly at the door of the laboratory with a lunch box in her hand, and when she saw them coming out, she quickly handed over the lunch box in her hand.

These people who come out are all top experts. In order to treat Jiang Datong's illness, they often consult with experts, which shows the degree of dedication.

This time, it was Fu Dongli who took the lead in the expert consultation. Among this group of people, Fu Dongli's tall and straight figure made people have to look at him more.

"You all have worked so hard for so long, you must be hungry? I bought some food, so hurry up and fill your stomachs."

With a smile on her face, Jiang Wei said very respectfully.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang."

The person who spoke was an elder, who was also the most qualified doctor among these people. He was cheerful, and then looked at Fu Dongli who was on the side. He took the lunch box tactfully, walked to the side, and left the space gave them.

Fu Dongli looked down at the smile on Jiang Wei's face, and his brows couldn't help but deepen.

"Didn't I tell you to go back earlier? Why are you still here?" Fu Dongli's voice was slightly reproachful.

"This hospital has your name engraved on it. Did you blacklist me and not let me in?" Jiang Wei blinked her eyes with an innocent look on her face.

Fu Dongli: "..."

"It's already very late, girls' families try not to stay up late."

"It's only around ten o'clock now. I haven't had a good chat with Aunt Song for a long time. Today is rare, so I chatted with her a few more words, and I reached this point before I knew it."

Jiang Wei stuck out her pink tongue playfully. Seeing the tiredness on Fu Dongli's face, she cleared her throat and said slowly, "Let's go, I'll pick you up and go back together."

She didn't talk about Jiang Datong's illness, and the smile on her face was like a flower, but Fu Dongli felt a little distressed.

"Weiwei." He called her name softly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wei looked up at him, a pair of bright eyes seemed to have a hint of light.

Fu Dongli half clenched his right hand, put it to his lips, coughed twice, "Uncle Jiang..."

"Oh, I almost forgot, I still have something left in the ward." Jiang Wei suddenly slapped her brain, as if remembering something, and wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Jiang Wei!"

Fu Dongli stretched out his hand and grabbed her, with a more serious expression on his face, "Can you listen to me?"