Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

Sheng Wan drove with Zhang Ziqing and rushed to the hospital at lightning speed.

Looking at the car going away, Zhou Honghai shook his head helplessly and walked to the side of the road alone.

For Zhou Honghai, he is undoubtedly excited now.

"Xinyao, you must live well!" Zhou Honghai prayed silently in his heart.

Sheng Wan drove back to the same hospital, but was stopped as soon as she entered the corridor of the department.

"Mr. Sheng, didn't you just ask someone to help you get discharged from the hospital?"

the head nurse asked.

"My wife's illness has relapsed and she needs emergency treatment. Please ask your director to come out and perform the surgery as soon as possible!" Sheng Wan shouted domineeringly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng, you should go through the normal hospitalization procedures..."

"Deal with your uncle~", Sheng Wan yelled.

The security guards nearby heard the noise and surrounded them fully armed.

Sheng Wan had been blacklisted by this hospital and was noticed as soon as she entered the door.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

Before the security guards could do anything to Sheng Wan, she started screaming and yelling.

"Please leave the ward area. The patient needs quiet."

"Fuck you, can't you see that my wife is so seriously ill?"

Sheng Wan shouted at the top of her voice.

"That has to follow the normal process, and our director is busy and doesn't have time right now."

"You two are a bunch of scoundrels, teaming up to deceive me, right?"

Sheng Wan moved sideways to push the head nurse away and prepared to rush to the department director's office.

Several security guards rushed forward without hesitation and stopped Sheng Wan.

Seeing that he was holding the injured Zhang Ziqing in his arms, the security guards did not take any action, for fear of hurting Zhang Ziqing.

"Go down quickly. There will be doctors in the emergency room downstairs to treat you."

"No, I need treatment now!"

Sheng Wan was afraid that the delay would be too long and would affect Zhang Ziqing's treatment.

Zhang Ziqing also saw what Sheng Wan was thinking and consoled her, "Sheng Wan, let's go downstairs. I won't be in the way."

"No, Ziqing, I want them to treat you as soon as possible."

Sheng Wan looked down at Zhang Ziqing with tears in her eyes, crying out of heartache.

"Go down, I beg you!" Zhang Ziqing shouted in frustration.

"Okay Ziqing, you must hold on. I will take you down right now."

Sheng Wan touched Zhang Ziqing's cheek with pity, hugged her tightly and hurried downstairs.

"Doctor, doctor, please save my wife..."

After coming downstairs, Sheng Wan started shouting again and became the focus of everyone's attention again.

Sheng Wan's behavior made Zhang Ziqing feel particularly warm, but also very embarrassed.

"Sheng Wan, don't be like this~"

"No, Ziqing, I can do anything for you!"

This is true. For Zhang Ziqing, Sheng Wan can do anything, whether it is good or bad.

At Sheng Wan's call, the emergency doctor and nurse rushed over immediately and sent Zhang Ziqing to the operating room.

Sheng Wan let out a long sigh and squatted on the ground, exhausted.

The mad rush left him exhausted.

"Alas, alas..."

Sheng Wan sat on the ground, gasping for breath. At the same time, he also smelled a fishy odor.

While no one was noticing, he reached his hand into her thigh and touched it.

My hands suddenly felt wet and sticky.

The moment his hand touched the root of his thigh, he shuddered all over.

He just touched the exposed wound, and it felt so painful.

"Ah, doctor, doctor, come and save me, I'm dying~"

Sheng Wan then started screaming again.

Several doctors looked at him helplessly and pitifully and sent him to another operating room.

Sheng Wan has now become a celebrity in the hospital, but she is more of a topic of conversation after dinner.

Sheng Wan lay flat on the bed, her lower body naked and cool, breathing heavily.

"Why is it broken again? How can you be fine like this?"

The doctor who had sutured Sheng Wan's wound shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, don't mention it, just help me sew it up, my wife is still in the operating room next door, I have to go out and see him."

"You two, ah..."

The doctor didn't know how to describe the couple, so he could only smile bitterly.

Sheng Wan smiled awkwardly and urged: "Please hurry up~"

"What do you mean by hurry up? Your skin and flesh are all rotten and there's no way to sew them up. Sigh..."

The doctor sighed again.

"What should we do then?" Sheng Wan asked nervously.

"Don't you feel any pain? Here, and here~"

The doctor gently touched the rotten area at the root of Sheng Wan's thigh with a cotton swab.

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!"

Sheng Wan screamed continuously.

Just now, in order to save Zhang Ziqing, he forgot the pain. Now that it has eased, the throbbing pain comes again.

"Let me tell you, your condition is extremely serious now. We need to remove the rotten flesh on your legs and let it naturally regenerate new flesh. This process will probably take several months. In other words, you probably won't be able to get out of bed for the next few months."

When Sheng Wan heard this, she sat up excitedly.

"What about my wife? Who will take care of her?"

The doctor sneered and replied, "Your Sheng family is so rich, can't you just hire a few caregivers?"

"But I want to take care of my wife myself. I'm afraid others can't take good care of her," Sheng Wan said with a sigh.

"Heh, you're in this state now, and you still want to take care of your wife? Lie down right now!"

The doctor pushed Sheng Wan onto the bed.

At the same time, several doctors and nurses came in together.

"Director, we are ready."

"Well, okay~"

The doctor nodded slightly and then looked at Sheng Wan.

"Mr. Sheng, have your family members arrived? We need to give you anesthesia for surgery now, and we need your family members to sign."

"Family members? My wife is in the operating room next door. Do you think this is okay?" Sheng Wan smiled awkwardly.

"Do you think it's possible?" the doctor asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's okay. I'll sign it myself. If I die, it's my fault." Sheng Wan laughed nonchalantly.

The doctor looked very embarrassed.

"Come on, hurry up. My condition is very serious, you all know that, don't delay the treatment."

Sheng Wan urged again.

The doctor had no choice but to let Sheng Wan fill out the form herself.

"Okay, Mr. Sheng, don't be nervous~ breathe, yes~ breathe~"

Following the anesthesiologist's instructions, Sheng Wan took two sips of the anesthetic and passed out.

Several assistants spread Sheng Wan's legs apart, exposing the wound completely.

Looking at Sheng Wan's horrific and disgusting wound, everyone felt their scalp tingling.

"By the way, when was the infectious disease screening done? Why do I feel like he has symptoms of syphilis?"