After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

In the hospital, the doctor on duty was shocked when he saw Yan Tingjue being sent to the hospital, and hurriedly sent someone to the operating room first.

Jing Wanwan stared at him with a dull face, but the other party froze when he saw her.

"Young Madam? You are here too. What's going on, Young Master Yan?"

"I drank too much and fell down the stairs by myself."

"I see. You go to the operating room on the top floor and wait. I'll check on Shao Yan first."

Jing Wanwan yawned, thinking that this is a hospital under the Yan Group, and the doctor knew Yan Tingjue, so she wanted to leave.

"Young Madam, don't leave yet. If you need surgery later, you will need to sign it." The doctor recalled and turned to Jing Wanwan and told him.

"Surgery? He just fell down the stairs." Jing Wanwan felt a little uncertain, and took back her steps.

"Falling is the most prone to problems, especially the brain. Now that the Internet is developed, you should have seen a lot of news about the elderly falling directly to death, right?"

"Okay, you go first, I'll wait."

The other party smiled, turned and ran away.

Jing Wan raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. It was past twelve o'clock, and she would not be able to sleep well tonight.

He touched the pocket of his pajamas. He walked too quickly and didn't bring his mobile phone.

In the operating room, the doctors on duty in the hospital surrounded Yan Tingjue to conduct a detailed examination.

"Yan Shao's blood pressure and pulse indicators are very good."

"There is nothing wrong with the blood test, but the alcohol level in the body is a bit high."

"The pupils are also normal."

"There is no obvious swelling on the head and body."

The director asked: "How about the brain CT?"

The doctor in charge of the brain CT took a CT scan and looked at it carefully, "There is no major problem, just a slight concussion."

The doctors all breathed a sigh of relief, and the director said, "Send it to the observation room, and tell the young lady not to worry."

Suddenly, the director's wrist was pinched hard.

The director looked down and met Shangyan Tingjue's deep eyes.

"Tell her that she has a severe concussion and needs to rest and not receive any stimulation, otherwise she will be paralyzed in bed with half body and lower body paralyzed, and she needs someone to take care of her all the time!"

"?" All the doctors were at a loss, not understanding what Master Yan was up to.

Curse yourself?

Yan Tingjue squeezed the director's wrist tightly, "Listen to me, I'll give you three months' salary as a bonus, if you don't listen to me, get out of Kyoto."

The director swallowed, "Okay, I understand, don't worry."

The other doctors nodded again and again: "Don't worry, Mr. Yan."

Yan Tingjue sneered and let go of the director.

Like a tsundere young master commanded: "Wrap my head, make it thicker."

The director nodded again and again, and asked flatteringly: "Do you want to wear a neck brace for your neck? In addition to your brain, you can also tell the young lady that your neck is broken, which will make her love you even more."

"Get lost! Who wants her to feel sorry for you!" As soon as the words finished, Yan Tingjue nodded uncomfortably, "I will do as you say."

The director was amused for a while, he didn't expect that Yan Shao would have today!

The door of the operating room opened, Jing Wanwan looked over lightly, she felt that Yan Tingjue was tall and big, a fall would be nothing.

She's all set and ready to go home.

However, with just that fluttering glance, I saw a few doctors with solemn expressions, and then glanced at the push bed.

She got up involuntarily and walked forward quickly.

"What's going on? Wasn't it just a fall? The head is still wrapped like this? I didn't see any blood just now. What happened to the neck?"

The director looked solemn, sighed, distressed and annoyed: "You first send Young Master Yan to the intensive care unit."

Jing Wanwan frowned, "ICU? What's wrong with him?"

"Young Madam, don't be nervous, listen to me slowly." The director sighed again.

"Don't keep sighing, just say it!"

"Young Master Yan's fall was not light. He suffered a severe concussion and fractured his neck."

"Is he crispy?" Jing Wanwan was annoyed, she really didn't expect Yan Tingjue to be so easygoing.

"I just asked the doctor in our ambulance. Young Master Yan fell from the top of the stairs to the first floor. He was inevitably seriously injured. But don't worry, Young Madam, as long as you take good care of him, don't irritate him. He will be paralyzed for the rest of his life. The chances are still relatively small.”

"What the hell?" Jing Wanwan blinked, "Just a concussion, and it can cause paralysis?"

"Young Madam doesn't know, Yan Shao's concussion caused intracranial hemorrhage."

"Then craniotomy!"

"It has been treated with the most technologically non-invasive method, but there is still a little bit of pressure on the nerves that is inconvenient to deal with. It can only be allowed to disappear on its own."

Jing Wanwan felt like a dog.

Yan Tingjue is too good at winning the lottery, right?
"Then he is like this, if I say divorce, will it be considered stimulating him?"

The director was startled, and instantly understood why Young Master Yan wanted to lie to Mrs. Young.

He hurriedly said: "Don't do it! You can't do anything that will make Shao Yan emotionally unstable, and you can't say anything that makes him unhappy, otherwise it will be difficult for him to recover from his injuries."

"..."

"Once Young Master Yan is paralyzed, it will cost you your whole life! At that time, if you want to divorce, everyone will only think you are a vicious and heartless woman, thinking..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Jing Wanwan was in a state of confusion, "If he recovers well, it won't affect his future life, right?"

"Naturally it doesn't matter."

"How long will it take to recover?"

"Well, at least half a month, as much as half a year, more is also possible."

"Half a year?"

"Yes, young lady, the main thing is to see when the blood in his skull will disappear on its own." The director said seriously, and he admired his acting skills.

"I see, please trouble you."

"As for Young Master Yan, please take care of yourself, Young Madam. If you have any questions, you can ask us at any time."

Jing Wanwan rolled her eyes at the director, "Okay, I understand."

She really wanted to say that you are a company under the Yan's Group, and you are obliged to take care of him and hire the best nurses for him!

The director saw something in her eyes, and said kindly: "Madam, please understand us. After all, it is Young Master Yan. No one in the hospital dares to do it himself. If the care is not good, it will affect the fate of the whole family. "

Jing Wan was reluctantly dragged by the nurse to disinfect her whole body, and then sent to Yan Tingjue's ward.

She looked at the monitoring medical equipment, pulled a chair to the side of the bed, and looked at Yan Tingjue.

"Did you say that you have bad luck? You can even send yourself to the hospital after a fall." As he spoke, he gave Yan Tingjue a thumbs up, "It's really amazing."

Yan Tingjue gritted his teeth, trying to tell himself: Don't be angry, don't be as knowledgeable as this hateful woman!
Jing Wanwan pursed her lips, put her elbows on the side of the bed to prop up her face, and stared at Yan Tingjue without blinking.

Counting the bruises on his face secretly, he sarcastically said softly, "Why do you think you are so addicted to alcohol? Why don't you just do a drunk driving and hit him to death?"