Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Rong Junchu went to the intensive care unit, and the child was still lying on the bed safely, but he didn't have the slightest vitality.

Assistant Lin You heard about the situation in the hospital and ran over panting.

"Mr. Rong, I heard that my wife was almost hit by a car!" Lin You asked worriedly.

He liked Song Qingzhu very much.

He rarely saw such a strong woman as Song Qingzhu, so strong that he admired her.

At the same time, he also knew the importance of Song Qingzhu to Rong Junchu.

Song Qingzhu's accident should be more unacceptable to Rong Junchu than his own accident.

So he prayed in his heart that Song Qingzhu would be fine.

Hearing what Lin You said, Rong Junchu's face changed slightly, and he nodded.

He knew that the opponent would make a move, but he didn't expect the speed of the move to be so fast.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Lin You looked worriedly at the children in the room, and then at Rong Junchu.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, his fingers tapped on the glass, and he looked at the assistant after a while.

"Go and check the surveillance video, and then investigate the person who was there at the time. You must find out the identity of this person."

Lin You nodded, turned and left the hospital.

At this time, Rong Junchu's phone rang again.

"I heard that Qing Zhu had a car accident, is there anything wrong?" Rong Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's okay, just some flesh wounds."

Thinking of Song Qingzhu's bloody wound, his eyes dimmed.

Suppressing the hostility in his heart, he decided to hide it from his parents first, so as to save a few people from worrying.

Rong Zheng told Rong Junchu a few more words, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing Rong Junchu say that Song Qingzhu is fine, Lu Xiaoman on the sofa said: "I said she will be fine, she is a doctor herself, can she see a doctor for herself? I think you are too sensitive. "

Lu Xiaoman's disapproving attitude made Rong Zheng lively, "Will you die if you say a word?"

Seeing Rong Zheng being so mean to him, Lu Xiaoman's expression turned ugly, and he went upstairs angrily.

Rong Zheng ignored her and just looked at the phone worriedly.

He is well aware of his son's temper, and he has always reported good news but not bad news.

It seems that Song Qingzhu's situation is not that simple.

Because of the car accident, Song Qingzhu Hotel had no choice but to compromise, and was admitted to the VIP ward under Rong Junchu's arrangement.

The wound was so painful that Song Qingzhu couldn't sleep no matter what, so he had to wake up in the middle of the night and stare at the door in a daze.

This room is a well-decorated room with a whole glass wall on the exit door.

What makes people feel strange is that the whole piece of glass is transparent from the inside to the outside, but it is just an ordinary door from the outside.

In a daze, a man in a white coat flashed past the door.

Song Qingzhu frowned, it's already three o'clock in the morning, why is there still a doctor?

If it was a doctor's rounds, why didn't they take the record book?

Song Qingzhu was puzzled, so he moved towards the door.

Open the door wide and look into the corridor, but there is no man in sight.

Just as Song Qingzhu was about to walk over, his body was surrounded by a warm chest.

"It's so late, what are you doing out here?" The man held Song Qingzhu in his arms, put his head on her shoulder, smelled her hair, and asked dependently.

"I seemed to see a figure just now." Song Qingzhu said what he saw.

Rong Junchu frowned, and said, "This floor has been sealed, and you are the only one living there. There are bodyguards at the elevator entrance, and not even a fly can fly in. Are you mistaken?"

"I really saw it." Song Qingzhu emphasized that he was very depressed that Rong Junchu didn't believe him.

"Okay, okay, let's go back to sleep first. I'll ask two security guards to watch at the door."

With that said, Rong Junchu called the bodyguards and sent a bodyguard to come over to stand guard.

Hearing that Rong Junchu had arranged for someone to come over, Song Qingzhu was relieved and followed Rong Junchu back to the room.

At this moment, at the safe passage not far from the ward, a man was standing in the corner, the scalpel in his hand glowing coldly.

……

At the stairs, two more bodyguards walked towards the door of the ward.

The man put away the scalpel, turned and walked into the safe passage.

the next day……

Song Qingzhu woke up early in the morning, and Rong Junchu was no longer on the bed.

She got up, washed up, put on new clothes and walked out of the room.

"Ma'am, sir has gone to the ward. There are several tests to be done today." The bodyguard said respectfully to Song Qingzhu.

Song Qingzhu nodded, indicating that he knew.

Then, go out the door and take the elevator downstairs.

When it comes to serious illness, Rong Junchu is listening to the doctor explain the precautions.

Song Qingzhu walked over and just heard their conversation.

"Although the child's condition is stable, his body functions have been eroded by the poison, which will have a great impact on the child's physical development in the future."

After a pause, the doctor looked at Rong Junchu cautiously, and continued: "Our hospital recommends that you give up the treatment, otherwise it will be bad for the child."

"Impossible! The child will not give up treatment. If your hospital can't cure me, I will transfer to another hospital!"

Hearing that the doctor suggested that he give up the treatment, Song Qingzhu refused without thinking, and walked over.

The doctor's face was ugly. Although she knew that their status was unusual, what she said was an insult to their profession.

"Our hospital is the best hospital in the urban area, and it can even be said to be the top three in the country. No one can treat the diseases that our hospital can't treat anymore."

Hearing what the doctor said, Song Qingzhu said again: "Don't you know that there is a saying that there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people?"

The doctor ignored Song Qingzhu's words and looked at Rong Junchu, "Look, do you want to give up the treatment?"

"Qing Zhu means what I mean." Rong Jun said without thinking at first.

The doctor's face was ugly. He originally thought that the man would be more rational and know what to do better.

But he didn't expect that he had no idea.

Regardless of the doctor's reaction, Song Qingzhu looked at Rong Junchu and said, "Do you believe me? I can cure our child."

"I believe." Rong Junchu nodded.

"Tomorrow we will take Yiyi home, and I will treat her personally."

Hearing what Song Qingzhu said, the doctor seemed to have heard some big joke.

"Take it home for treatment? Are you kidding about the child's life?"

Song Qingzhu turned his head to the doctor coldly, and said ironically, "You are afraid of taking responsibility, so you let us give up the treatment. Isn't your behavior a joke about the child's life?"

The doctor was stunned speechless, turned and left.

In fact, from the very beginning, Song Qingzhu wanted to take the child home for treatment.

But he needs a sterile environment, and the Rong family can't provide a sterile room for the time being, so she let Yi stay in the hospital until now.

Originally thinking that the child would go through the dangerous period, she took the child back for treatment by herself.

Unexpectedly, the doctor advised them to give up treatment as soon as they arrived.

No wonder Song Qingzhu was angry.