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

When Wang Zichen woke up, he found himself lying on the bed. He wanted to sit up, but fell down weakly.

"Brother, are you awake?" Wang Ziji held down Wang Zichen who was struggling to get up: "Lie down well, don't get up...Doctor, doctor!"

"Xinhui," Wang Zichen grabbed Wang Ziji's arm, and asked him anxiously in a hoarse voice, "Where is Xinhui?"

Wang Ziji was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "She is being treated in the hospital."

Wang Zichen struggled to get up again: "I'm going to see her."

Wang Ziji hurriedly held him down: "Brother, you can't go now, we are on the plane now."

"On the plane?" Wang Zichen looked around blankly and found that he was really on the plane.

While pressing Wang Zichen to prevent him from getting up, Wang Ziji explained: "Because you are seriously injured, Mom and Dad want to take you back to the capital for treatment."

But Wang Zichen still struggled to remember: "I don't want to go to the capital, I want to see Xinhui!"

At this time, the doctor came over and wanted to check Wang Zichen's body.But Wang Zichen tried his best to push the doctor aside, and he asked Wang Ziji: "Where is Xinhui? Tell me, is Xinhui also injured? Is she seriously injured? How is she doing now?"

Wang Ziji lowered his eyes and replied: "When we set off for the airport, she was being treated in the hospital. There is no way to contact the ground now. I don't know how she is."

"No, I'm going to see how she is." Wang Zichen said anxiously, holding Wang Ziji's hand, begging: "Xiao Ji, can you let the plane fly back? I'm going to see her. "

Wang Ziji's throat choked, he swallowed hard, and comforted him: "Let the doctor treat you first, and you have to get better as soon as possible."

"You promise me, no, you go and tell them right now, let them drive the plane back, and I will let the doctor treat you."

Wang Ziji hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances with the doctor, and said, "Okay. I'll tell the captain right now, you cooperate with the doctor well." Then he patted Wang Zichen on the shoulder, stood up and left.

After Wang Ziji left, Wang Zichen struggled to sit up, but was held down by the doctor: "Don't move around, your head was injured, which caused a serious concussion. If you don't treat it well, it may cause memory loss."

The word "amnesia" was like a powerful spell, which immediately fixed Wang Zichen there, and he didn't dare to move anymore: he doesn't want to lose his memory.Now he can't even see Lan Xinhui, what if he loses his memory, what if he doesn't remember Lan Xinhui?How could he come back to her again?

Next, Wang Zichen became very cooperative, cooperating very obediently with the doctor's tests, injections, and medication.

Not long after taking the medicine, he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the hospital bed surrounded by many people: parents, grandparents, grandparents, and other relatives and friends...

He closed his eyes tiredly: If he didn't know that he was sent back to the capital at this time, then his head must have been smashed.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the people in front of the hospital bed one by one, he kept seeing his younger brother Wang Ziji who was hiding behind, but he didn't see Lan Xinhui who he wanted to see most.

"Where is Xinhui?" He asked anxiously, looking straight at his younger brother Wang Ziji who deliberately hid behind the crowd: "How is Xinhui doing now?"

"Take care of yourself first!" His father Wang Cheng said in a bad voice, "You are still half dead."

"She is my wife, I want to know how she is doing!" Wang Zichen growled hoarsely: "Why don't you tell me about her!"

His mother, Chi Fanglian, pressed his shoulders: "She's in N city now, and she's still in the hospital... You can go see her when you get well soon."