The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The next morning, Lan Xinhui woke up from a deep sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked again. In the abundant morning light, she saw a strange environment.

When she saw a strange yet somewhat familiar environment, she remembered that she was in a hospital ward.

hospital ward? !

She hurriedly looked sideways at the other bed in the ward, only to see that Wang Zichen was still lying on the other bed.

At this time, he was lying on his side motionless, and the wound on the back of his head had been treated.The white gauze contrasted sharply with his jet-black hair.

Lan Xinhui got up quietly, walked around the hospital bed lightly, and came in front of Wang Zichen.

She saw that his face was very pale, and even his lips were pale.

In her impression, Wang Zichen has always been a healthy image with red lips and bright teeth, and this kind of him at this time made her shudder: why is his face so pale?Will the situation be serious?

Last night, the way Wang Zichen collapsed suddenly with his eyes closed, almost frightened her!

At that moment, police officers in uniform rushed in and someone asked her what happened.

She couldn't answer at all, but tried to feel Wang Zichen's pulse and breathing with trembling hands.However, because she was too scared, she couldn't detect anything!

Fortunately, the 120 emergency doctor arrived soon, and Wang Zichen was rushed to the hospital.

In the hospital, after the doctor treated Wang Zichen's wound, Lan Xinhui confirmed again and again, and when she heard the doctor said that Wang Zichen's injury would not be fatal, she felt relieved and lay down on the next bed.

Because she was so tired, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down. After sleeping until now, she thought she would see Wang Zichen wake up when she woke up.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zichen still looks so motionless, and his face is still so pale.Moreover, she didn't seem to hear his breathing!

Lan Xinhui stretched out her hand and tremblingly reached under his nose, but she didn't find her breath!

Not breathing? !

Lan Xinhui jumped up immediately, and quickly reached out to press the emergency call bell on the bedside.

She tried to give him CPR, but the back of his head hurt and she didn't know what to do.

At this time, only mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration can be used.

Lan Xinhui took a deep breath, lowered her head and blew it into Wang Zichen's mouth.

But as soon as her mouth touched his lips, she was grabbed.

Lan Xinhui was stunned for a moment, Ren Zichen pried open his white teeth and kissed deeply without knowing it.

There was a knock on the door, Lan Xinhui was startled, she hurriedly took a step back, looked over, and saw the doctor walking in.

Does his posture just now look like he was bullying a patient?Lan Xinhui was so embarrassed that she really wanted to punch a hole and get in.

The doctor didn't seem to have expected such a situation in the ward, he coughed lightly, cleared his throat, looked at Wang Zichen and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Not good." Wang Zichen said, kissing someone he likes was interrupted, who would say yes?

The doctor went to the hospital bed and checked Wang Zichen's wound.

He said to him: "The wound is fine for the time being, how is the mind? Do you feel dizzy or nauseous?"

"Not yet." Wang Zichen said.

"In the next few days, if you have symptoms such as headache, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, or confusion, you must tell me." The doctor said: "Some concussions and even amnesia only manifested after a few days."

concussion?Amnesia?Lan Xinhui was very worried when she heard this.

Before leaving, the doctor said: "Also, you can't do strenuous exercise now, otherwise you may not only tear the wound, but also aggravate the concussion."

When the doctor said this, he had already looked at Lan Xinhui pointingly.

Lan Xinhui immediately understood what he meant by "vigorous exercise".

God, it turned out that the doctor really thought she was attacking the patient, she was so wronged!