Super love after marriage: abstinent Mr. Huo flirts with his sleepy pregnant wife

She stared at Wen Jiu with complicated eyes, she couldn't believe that the disaster star in her mind would one day be proud of herself.

"You have no control over where my money comes from. Since you have given up on my brother's life, there is no need to come to the hospital again." Wen Jiu said in a cold tone.

When she turned to look at Uncle Li, her tone softened: "Uncle Li, you don't have to pay attention to what they say in the future. You were hired by me to look after my brother and have nothing to do with them."

"Okay, I just listen to Xiao Jiu." Uncle Li smiled and nodded.

"Wen Jiu, what nonsense are you talking about? Zhinan is my son. Whether to continue the treatment or not, your father and I will decide."

Just at this time, the doctor entered the ward for rounds, followed by several young nurses.

Jiang Qiulin raised her voice: "Do you think we don't hope your brother gets better? We just talked to the doctor about your brother's condition. If your family's financial situation is average, there is no need to support him. The hope of recovery is very slim. , If he can’t survive on his own, will he have to drag down those of us who are alive? Right, doctor?”

The doctor adjusted his glasses. "That's true. If we can hire top experts in vegetative resuscitation, there might be some hope. But top experts are expensive and ordinary people don't even have access to them, so my suggestion is to give up treatment."

"Did you hear that? Don't act like your father and I, who are reluctant to give up money and are ruthless. We have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. A living person can live without anything, but he cannot live without money. "

"Explain to her what to do. The right is in our hands. We can just go through the discharge procedures." Wen Jian'an didn't bother to say any more.

Wen Jiulian's body was trembling. She clutched the shoulder strap of her leather bag tightly and forced herself to calm down, "Just think of him as dead, okay?"

"You mean you still need treatment? You have so much money to treat his illness, why not save it for us for retirement? Do you think you don't have to worry about us as a couple when you get married?" Jiang Qiulin had a shameless expression.

"I will let you treat him as dead and I will take care of it myself." Wen Jiu roared unbearably.

"Family members, this is a ward. Please keep quiet, or please get out." The doctor reminded him coldly.

After several months of treatment, the doctor in the inpatient department also knew the family's condition very well.

In their view, Wen Jiu was also making unnecessary efforts, because Wen Nanzhi's situation was almost impossible for ordinary families to reverse.

Can't afford it at all.

"Let's go, let's go out and go through the formalities. We'll have to rush back to make noodles later." Wen Jian'an pushed Jiang Qiulin forward.

At this time, someone came in outside the ward door.

"Let me take a look."

Ling Shuai and Bai Hua couldn't stand listening outside.

Wen Jian'an and Jiang Qiulin naturally recognized Bai Hua walking behind.

"Is it you?" Jiang Qiulin looked disgusted.

Since the last time he visited Wen's house, Bai Hua, who was already low on self-esteem about his appearance, has become more self-doubtful. During this time, he started to dress up and even had his hair electrocuted two days ago.

As a result, the self-confidence that had finally been restored after a long break collapsed when Jiang Qiulin stared at her like this.

Suddenly, I didn’t like the new hairstyle either.

Fortunately, she glanced at him with disgust and did not continue to verbally attack Bai Hua. Instead, the two elders' eyes fell on Ling Shuai's face at the same time.

Compared to Bai Hua, Ling Shuai's jade-like appearance is naturally much prettier, but his illness has not healed yet, and he hasn't eaten well for a long time, so he can't gain weight for a while. Compared with normal people, he is still not too thin. Healthy look.

The two elders looked at each other, and they were both thinking about what the man in the car looked like that time.

"This man is so thin that he looks like he has no money to eat. Could it be that he is Wen Jiu?" Jiang Qiulin muttered.

Unexpectedly, the doctor's eyes suddenly brightened under his glasses.

As if he didn't quite believe what he saw, he took off his glasses, wiped them quickly, and put them back on tremblingly.

When his bright eyes were fixed on Ling Shuai's face again, he hurriedly handed the folder in his hand to the nurse behind him. Then, he was so excited that he bent down and held Ling Shuai's hand.

"Dr. Ling? Did I read that correctly? You actually came to our hospital ward? Are you... invited by Wen Nanzhi's family?" The doctor's face was filled with disbelief.

Ling Shuai was not only a famous doctor, he was also born into a wealthy family. He studied medicine not to make money, but to awaken his mother from a vegetative state. When their family had a car accident, newspapers were flying everywhere. Later, the matter of Ling Shuai awakening his mother from a vegetative state was also discussed by the media. Report, everyone in the medical field knows him.

After her mother passed away, Ling Shuai also quit the medical field.

After all, he was not short of money, so everyone thought that this person would never come back, and they all felt sorry for him.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly appear in this hospital ward in such a good state of mind.

However, aren’t the conditions of the Wen family very average? How do you know Ling Shuai? Even the director of the hospital may not be able to invite people here, but Wen Jiu actually invited people here?

Only then did Wen Jian'an and Jiang Qiulin stop leaving.

Both of them were very surprised. What is Ling Shuai's identity? Did you shock all the doctors at the provincial hospital?

"Yes." Ling Shuai simply said one word.

Then, he pulled away the doctor's hand and asked him about Wen Nanzhi's condition.

The doctor enthusiastically informed Ling Shuai of Wen Nanzhi's situation.

Ling Shuai gave guidance on medication and treatment methods.

The doctor instantly became like a little fanboy. He took out a pen and paper and started taking notes seriously.

I don’t know what an honor it is to be guided by top expert doctors in person.

After taking notes, when the doctor looked at Wen Jiu, his attitude changed completely.

"Ms. Wen, don't worry. With Dr. Ling's guidance, I believe your brother will definitely wake up. I will use the medicine according to Dr. Ling's guidance, change the treatment plan, and follow up the patient's condition more carefully."

"Thank you, doctor." After Wen Jiu thanked him, he looked at Ling Shuai gratefully.

On the side, Jiang Qiulin whispered: "What's going on? Is this man a very powerful doctor?"

"I didn't know. You can see that even the doctor is so careful. He must be very powerful."

"How did this stinky girl know this person?"

Although the two people spoke in a very low voice, everyone in the ward could hear them.

The doctor changed his usual indifference and enthusiastically explained to them: "This is Dr. Ling, a well-known expert in vegetative resuscitation. With him, your son's treatment is hopeful."

"Don't say that yet, I'm not 100% sure either."

After Ling Shuai finished speaking, he approached Wen Nazhi's bedside, checked Wen Nazhi's physical condition, and then asked, "When was the last time the patient moved?"

"Just a few days ago, my brother did it a few times." Wen Jiu replied excitedly.

"Under what circumstances? Did anyone say anything nearby that irritated him?"

"Just... I said I was married, and then my brother might actually hear it and move his hands." Wen Jiu said truthfully.