My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

"No wonder," Dr. Cai frowned and said. "When we examined Ning Wenhao previously, we took his blood for examination and found that his infection didn't fit into any of the eight major types. "We originally planned to report this to the hospital to help with the examination. Fortunately, you arrived in time."

Nuannuan nodded, "When I extracted a piece of his lung for research, I also discovered that the bacteria he was infected with were not non-cellular. They had their own cells and molecular structure, but they were not prokaryotic or eukaryotic. What he's infected with is a type of bacteria we have never seen before."

"Could his type be contagious?" Dr. Cai asked.

"No, it's not contagious."

"That's good."

The infusion was completed in an hour. During this hour, Ning Wenhao's body began undergoing changes. However, because the medicine had just entered his body and a large area of his body was infected, there was little effect for the time being.

Three hours later, the monitoring equipment showed that the infected cells attached to his lungs had begun to slowly fade. His lungs gradually went from black to white, and then slowly from white to a ruddy red.

Five hours later, Ning Wenhao's lungs were completely ruddy and healthy-looking.

Dr. Cai attempted to reduce the power of the ventilator, and Ning Wenhao's lungs immediately became active.

Then, he simply turned off the ventilator.

Ning Wenhao, who had previously been lying down with his chest rising and falling like a bellow and had been unable to breathe independently, was now breathing steadily.

Not long after he took in a breath, his brain became conscious. Slowly, Ning Wenhao opened his eyes.

"Hao!"

Seeing that her son had really opened his eyes and was recovering, Mrs. Ning pounced onto the bed happily and held onto his hand tightly. She wanted to ask him if he felt better, but she was already sobbing.

It was Ning Wenhao who smiled at his mother. "Mom, I'm fine. I've made you worry."

Although he had been under the control of the ventilator and his mind was muddled, he could vaguely tell what was going on around him.

One day, he would individually slap everybody who had ever bullied his mother.

"As long as you're fine... You're fine..."

Ning's mother was still crying so intensely that she could not speak a complete sentence.

When Ning Wenhao had been lying there unconscious, she had had to calm herself down every day to keep going on. However, now that Ning Wenhao was well, the fear of losing her son came flooding back.

Ning Wenhao looked at his mother, feeling very guilty. Then, his eyes landed to Chi Yang and Nangong Nuannuan, whom he immediately flashed a sunny smile.

"Boss, Sis-in-law, thank you."

Chi Yang stood in front of the bed and looked at Ning Wenhao. After a long time, he said, "If it weren't for your sister-in-law, I would never have seen you again."

Then, he rubbed Nuannuan's head.

Ning Wenhao, who had been greeted with their PDA just after opening his eyes, was speechless.

"Mom, I want to eat something that tastes really intense."

Mrs. Ning frowned. "You just opened your eyes. I don't even know if you can eat, and you want something intense. What are you thinking?"

"I don't know, but I'm watching my boss and Sis-in-law put on a PDA show in front of me. I need something to cleanse my palate!"

Mrs. Ning, "..."

"Miss Nangong, is my Hao really okay? Can he have some porridge?"