Husband of chaebol wins love

The man didn't seem to expect someone to appear suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then walked towards the advisor, and said under his breath, "I'm sorry, I found the wrong place..."

The advisor looked suspiciously, and at the same time he retreated outwards, he also made a gesture to the outside. When the man saw it, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the advisor, and ran towards the stairwell.

The advisor's bodyguards chased after him in an instant, and the advisor took out his mobile phone to notify someone to intercept him.

He turned around and went into the ward, and found that there was nothing missing in the ward, mainly because Ruan Ruan was not in the ward, and if a thief really came in, the advisor wouldn't care, but he didn't know what the other party's purpose was, so naturally he had to be wary.

The person in charge of security came up with a look of panic: "I'm sorry Mr. Gu, we all found out when that person came just now, but he said at the time that he was looking for other patients, and he also reported the other patient's name. We checked it here, and it is true There was that patient, I didn't expect..."

The advisor had a gloomy face, "Then find out, the other party's purpose!"

"Yes!"

"In addition, immediately inform the ward to change." The advisor glanced at the person in charge, "The number of security guards here remains unchanged, and we are on full alert."

The person in charge was taken aback.

The advisor said: "I will arrange for the side of the new ward, and you are still in charge of this side."

"But..." Before the person in charge finished speaking, the advisor interrupted: "Do as I say, and remember, anyone who enters this ward should be watched!"

The person in charge instantly understood that Mr. Gu was worried that the person wanted to hurt Miss Ruan, so he planned to set up an empty plan, but the ultimate goal was to catch the turtle in the urn.

"Yes!"

Ruan Ruan lay in the intensive care unit for a week, and finally moved to the general ward after a week.

Ruan Ruan survived the most painful time, and at this moment she finally felt a little better. Lying on the hospital bed, she began to ask the advisor: "Can I go to practice the piano tomorrow morning?"

The advisor handed the strip-cut fruit to her lips: "No."

Once Ruan Ruan got angry, she kept her mouth shut.

The advisor explained: "You have just had your second operation, and you can't get out of bed to walk yet. When the doctor says it's ok, I'll take you there."

Ruan Ruan puffed up, with displeasure written all over her face.

The advisor smiled and said, "Or I'll call the doctor over, and you can ask him yourself and see how he answers, okay?"

When Ruan Ruan heard this, she was discouraged, turned her face away and said nothing.

"Okay, I'm teasing you, don't call me a doctor." He said, "We Ruan Ruan hate teachers and leaders the most. We really hate them. They look scary. So this kind of communication needs to be done. It's better if I go. How can I get Ruan Ruan to talk to them?"

Ruan Ruan had a guilty conscience on his face.

The advisor brought the fruit strips to her mouth again, "Hey, take a bite. The doctor said that you need to eat more fruits and vegetables these two days, or you will have trouble going to the bathroom."

Ruan Ruan immediately glared at him, "Can you stop talking about this?"

Constipation is not a good thing, how embarrassing it is?
"Okay, I won't say." The advisor watched her finish eating the fruit, and then fed another fruit.

Ruan Ruan looked at the medicine in the IV bag, "I've been on the medicine for a week, and my hands are almost swollen!"

She frowned, moved her arms with a pitiful expression, and tried to show it to the adviser to win the other party's approval: "Look!"

As expected, the advisor leaned over to take a look. The place where the needle was inserted was limited to bruises. He looked up at her aggrieved little face and nodded: "It hurts just looking at it."

He carefully stretched out his hand to touch it, "bear it a little longer, persevere, and it will be fine."

Ruan Ruan asked: "Is it possible that after this time, I can go home?"

The advisor glanced at her, "When will we go home, we will listen to the doctor. I hope I can take you home now, but I am worried about your health. The doctor doesn't always say that as long as we cooperate with his treatment, you will soon Go home, and it won't affect your performance on stage in the future, will it?"

Ruan Ruan pursed her lips when she heard the words "going on stage to perform." "I think so, but who wants me to perform on stage? They want famous and powerful people to perform on stage."

The advisor's brows and eyes were stained with a smile. He wanted to tell her that she was the most famous, youngest and most beautiful among the musical instrument players.

There are many, many stages outside, waiting for her to perform.

The brokerage company keeps receiving inquiries from the outside world, wanting to know when she will recover and resume performances.

She didn't know how famous she was going to be.

He said: "You will definitely become a very charming and famous pianist in the future."

Ruan Ruan felt that this fate was too great, and she was too embarrassed to accept it, "I am not."

"You will be." The advisor said, "You have more potential and talent than you thought."

Ruan Ruan was a little embarrassed by what he said, but also a little happy.

Who doesn't want to be praised by others?

Everyone hopes that their talents will be affirmed by others. She is still very happy when the advisor praises her.

"Do you really think so?" Ruan Ruan asked.

The advisor nodded affirmatively: "Yes. I really think so, and I always think so."

Ruan Ruan pursed her lips, "Thank you."

The advisor smiled: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for encouraging me, I also feel that I will be very good in the future." She said.

The advisor bowed his head, and kissed lightly on the back of her hand, which was dissatisfied with the bruise, "So, you must listen to the doctor and get better as soon as possible."

Ruan Ruan nodded: "Yeah."

In the hospital, you must listen to the doctor, because only the doctor can make the patient better.

The advisor did not tell her that she would have to undergo at least two or three surgeries in the future, and the doctor would tell her.

Watching her go from lying unconscious after the operation to opening her eyes, to slowly gaining vitality, to being supported to sit up, moving carefully, walking slowly, the long and frightening process, Always let the counselors see different surprises.

Ruan Ruan leaned on the wall and moved to the bathroom bit by bit. After walking for a while, she looked back at the advisor and protested, "You didn't even watch me go!"

The advisor was standing a few steps behind her, coaxing her: "I've seen it."

"You looked at your phone!" Ruan Ruan was unhappy: "You didn't watch me go!"

The advisor followed step by step: "I've been watching, come on, keep going, the toilet is right in front of you."

Ruan Ruan supported the wall and moved very carefully for fear of involving the wound.

After changing the ward, everything is fine here, except that there is a step in the bathroom. Every time Ruan Ruan has to be very careful but also use special effort to stand on it.

"Okay, why do you have to return the ward? I think the original one is pretty good." She complained.

The consultant replied: "I also think the original one is pretty good, but the nurse said that when we were doing the operation, some other patients couldn't find the ward, and they said that your operation was successful and they needed to observe, so they occupied our ward. Came over here."

Ruan Ruan protested: "This is not reasonable at all, you have to tell us."

The advisor didn't use his brain at all, and just followed her words: "I think so too, it's unreasonable!"