Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

The smoke in the corridor was getting thicker and thicker, Zhan Leyan felt that his back was sticky, maybe it was bleeding.

But he desperately ran forward with Jason and took Cheng Ruoke forward, the stairs one after another seemed to be endless forever.

Zhan Leyan felt that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer. Every nerve in him was cramping and every cell was splitting. Finally, when he couldn't remember which floor it was, a group of firefighters rushed to the building. He came over and put Cheng Ruoke on the stretcher.

Before Zhan Leyan fell to the ground, he was supported by Jason.

"Sir, we have to get out of here quickly." Jason held Zhan Leyan's arms and walked forward behind the firefighters.

The moment he rushed out of the fire, Zhan Leyan chased after the firefighters and knelt on the ground to check Cheng Ruoke's situation.

"Sir, you're hurt!" Jason exclaimed.

He saw on Zhan Leyan's back, a slanted wound extending from his shoulder to his spine, cutting through his clothes, and the blood stuck to the white shirt inside, almost solidified.

However, Zhan Leyan saw a look of pain on Cheng Ruoke's face through the raging firelight.

It was indeed a painful look, she felt it.

Zhan Leyan thought he was hallucinating, or saw it wrong, so he wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and looked again.

Cheng Ruoke's eyelids were moving, and her lips seemed to want to open.

"Quick, send to the emergency room!"

he shouted loudly.

Jason rushed over, and the two raised their feet and ran towards the outpatient building.

The door of the emergency room was crowded with burnt people, and the sound of pain filled the entire emergency room.

"Get out of the way!" Zhan Leyan lifted Cheng Ruoke and shouted to the people in front, "Call the dean!"

Seeing Zhan Leyan rushing towards carrying the person, the nurse hurriedly evacuated the patient to make way.

On the hospital bed in the emergency room, beads of sweat on Cheng Ruoke's forehead kept slipping down into her hair, her head kept shaking, and she murmured weakly: "It hurts...it hurts...the head hurts... ..."

The dean hurried in, his hair was curly and deformed by the fire, and his body was full of fire holes.

Apparently he had just rescued someone from a fire.

"Hurry up and save him!" Zhan Leyan desperately pulled the dean towards the hospital bed.

Seeing that Cheng Ruoke was conscious, the dean immediately stepped forward to check.

"Blood pressure, heartbeat, pulse rate!" He quickly entered the role of a doctor and explained to the nurse beside him.

The instruments were connected to Cheng Ruoke's body piece by piece, and the soaring blood pressure made Zhan Leyan's anxious forehead burst out with veins.

"Why is the blood pressure so high?" He pressed his hands to the side of the bed, his eyes never leaving Cheng Ruoke's face.

She looked in pain, but was in a semi-comatose state and could not speak.

"Mr. Zhan, did your wife get hit hard just now, or hit her head with something?" the dean asked.

Zhan Leyan thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that in the ward just now, when the chandelier fell, Ruo Ke rolled out of his arms and hit his head on the ground.

"Yes, her head hit the floor." Zhan Leyan said regretfully.

"Mr. Zhan, you should go out first." The dean said to Zhan Leyan.

"You'd better go out first, or you can stand at the door..." the nurse begged.

This will make it easier for them to be treated.

Zhan Leyan reluctantly walked to the door, but did not open the door to go out, but watched the doctors and nurses rescue Cheng Ruoke from a distance.

Drip, injection, when the needle stuck on Cheng Ruoke's body, Zhan Leyan's heart tingled.

A nurse is doing a head scan for Cheng Ruoke.However, at this time, the equipment monitoring the heart and blood pressure suddenly beeped.

The sound made one's back go numb.

"What's going on? The heart suddenly slowed down, and the blood pressure dropped rapidly!" the nurse asked the doctor in panic.

After all, the dean is an old expert and has experienced too many such rescues.

"Stimulus!" he ordered immediately.

At the same time, Cheng Ruoke's head scanning work also ended.

The picture displayed on the computer made everyone present who could understand the test results gasp.

The blood clot on Cheng Ruoke's head shifted.

Although it is far away from dense nerves, it oppresses the main nerve.

"The operation must be performed immediately!" The dean shouted loudly, "Prepare for the operation, and call me two brain doctors to assist me!"

Immediately, a nurse ran outside, busy, and soon, a small piece of hair was shaved off Cheng Ruoke's head, revealing a scalp with wide and narrow straws and long and short fingers.

Several doctors ran in from outside, wearing sterile gowns as they walked.

"You have to go out." The dean turned to Zhan Leyan.

The nurse opened the door directly and invited Zhan Leyan out.

Cheng Ruoke was given general anesthesia, and she finally stopped muttering about her headache.

"The current position of the blood clot can be operated on, but be extremely careful, if there is a mistake, maybe she will die immediately!" The dean said solemnly.

Several people were terrified.After all, such an operation is very difficult.

And this person is the wife of their big boss.

A nurse came out from inside and took out a surgical risk waiver form for Zhan Leyan to sign.

"That's the procedure," the nurse said.

"From now on, this program is abolished." Zhan Leyan didn't even look at it, just took it over, and killed the piece of paper, "Go in!"

Zhan Leyan yelled at the nurse.

The little nurse was so frightened that her eyes were red, she turned and ran into the ward.

"Forget it, so what if we sign the contract, as long as there is a problem with this operation, our future is probably ruined," the dean sighed softly, "Let's start."

The shadowless lamp was turned on with a bang, and Cheng Ruoke's head was exposed to the light. She was extremely quiet, and the anesthetic blocked the pain system. A long opening was opened on her head, exposing the cerebral cortex. The doctor used various tools, Finally saw the blood clot that had been oppressing Cheng Ruoke's head for a year.

Jelly-like, black, evil colors.

The assistant nurse at the side wiped the sweat off the dean's head. She had never seen the dean sweat so much after being on the operating table.

Scalpels, hemostats, gauze, and adsorption instruments were constantly being exchanged in the dean's hands.

The nurse counted silently, wiped sweat for the dean twenty times, and changed more than 50 pieces of gauze to wipe the blood. Seeing that the blood clot was finally removed.

"Get ready to suture..." The dean stretched out his hand, and the suture tool was placed on the palm of his hand.

Again and again, he got up to 12 points and didn't dare to blink his eyes.

Finally, at the last moment, he put down everything in his hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he fainted among the assistant doctors and nurses.

Because of the exhaustion of fighting the fire and the high mental tension just now, he passed out after completely relaxing.

"Dean! What's wrong with you, Dean?" The doctors and nurses called out to the dean.

Zhan Leyan, who was outside, suddenly heard a loud shout from inside, and broke open the door of the operating room without saying a word.

Zhan Leyan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley when he saw the dean who was surrounded by a room full of people who had fainted.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Leyan heard his voice trembling.

After seeing the situation, a doctor asked everyone to spread out to give the dean some space.

"He just fainted, Mr. Zhan. The operation has been done and it was a success. Next, we have to see if Mrs. Zhan can survive it."

Zhan Leyan was not allowed to approach, and was again asked to go out and wait.

The doctor did the finishing touches for Cheng Ruoke, and the operation was completely over.

Cheng Ruoke's head was wrapped in thick white gauze, and her body was covered with a white quilt. Because of the low temperature in the operating room, her complexion and solid color were frosty white. Zhan Leyan's tentacles passed her, and her body temperature was very low.

"Will she wake up soon?" Zhan Leyan asked the doctor expectantly.

"Mr. Zhan," the doctor said with a weary smile, "if nothing happens, your wife should wake up soon."

Jason behind him was so excited that he walked over and put his hand on Zhan Leyan's shoulder for the first time.

"Mr. Zhan, let's wait patiently." He said with a smile.

Zhan Leyan turned around and patted the back of Jason's hand. Jason noticed that the circles under his eyes were red.

"Thank you, go out for me to see the situation outside, if the fire is out of control, don't call for help, as long as everyone comes out safely." Zhan Leyan confessed.

At this moment, Zhan Yiyang and Zhan Zongming, who got the news, rushed to the scene, along with a large number of reporters.

Cheng Ruoke was arranged in a ward in another inpatient building, and Zhan Leyan sat by the bed, watching Cheng Ruoke without leaving her.

He expected her to suddenly open her eyes and call his name.

Looking forward to seeing a smile on her beautiful face.

He missed her big, moving eyes very much.

"Ruo Ruo, I'll be by your side, waiting for you to wake up..."

Jason came to Zhan Leyan and told him that the fire outside had been basically brought under control, but according to current statistics, at least five people were killed in the fire, all of whom were disabled, and more than 30 people were injured.

"Settle down the families of the dead and injured, and tell them that the hospital will provide a large pension." Zhan Leyan said to Jason in a solemn tone.

"Okay sir, I'll go and settle down immediately." Jason asked worriedly, "Mr. Zhan, what about the reporters outside? Someone is reporting on the spot."

"Let them report it. It's not good to cover this matter. When the cause of the accident is found out, I will arrange a press conference. You go first."

Zhan Leyan hung up the phone.

Now he is not going anywhere, even if the sky falls, he will stay here with Cheng Ruoke.

He had to see her wake up with his own eyes to be at ease.

Zhan Zongming and Zhan Yiyang knocked on the door and entered the ward.

Zhan Leyan only looked back, and then looked at Cheng Ruoke again intently.

"You're hiding here after the chaos outside!" Zhan Zongming was annoyed by his son's behavior.

"I can't go anywhere." Zhan Leyan said with his head down.

"At least deal with those reporters who refuse to leave, and the relevant departments who insist on seeing the person in charge." Zhan Yiyang worried, "If this matter becomes serious, it will be very serious to you and the Zhan family. unfavorable."