Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

"Mr. Fu, let's prepare first."

Several doctors in white coats nodded respectfully to Fu Wenyao, and quickly walked into the operating room.

Everything happened so suddenly that everyone was a little stunned.

Shao Yuxing was the first to react, let go of Chu Yunshi and walked towards Fu Wenyao.

"Long time no see, Mr. Fu is here for Xiao Man?"

Hearing the word "Xiaoman", Fu Wenyao frowned imperceptibly, but did not make a sound.

His cold eyes fell on Gu Xiaoman who was still in a daze, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Sit."

Gu Xiaoman sat dizzily on the chair brought over by the nurse, and he still hadn't recovered.

Shao Yuxing was completely ignored, his expression froze, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

Chu Yunshi looked at the cold and noble Fu Wenyao, and felt more and more jealous of Gu Xiaoman in her heart.

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With a soft handkerchief in his palm, Gu Xiaoman suddenly recovered, wiped away his tears, and looked at Fu Wenyao with red eyes.

"I thought you were gone."

Fu Wenyao took the hot water from the dean and put it in Gu Xiaoman's hand, "I happen to know some friends, maybe they can help."

Gu Xiaoman nodded, holding the water glass and staring straight at the operating room, his heart was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

The corridor fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere was stagnant and tense.

The crisp mobile phone rang suddenly, Fu Wenyao glanced at the caller ID, got up and went to the stairs to answer the call.

As soon as he left, everyone in the corridor breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Xiaoman suddenly thought of something, turned to look at the dean standing aside.

"Dean, is there still room in the intensive care unit of the hospital?"

The dean shook his head, "The intensive care unit is indeed full, and there is no space for now."

At first, he thought that Ding Xu might be forcing her on purpose, but he didn't expect that the hospital wards were really full, and Gu Xiaoman felt a little regretful.

If Ding Xu was really behind the scenes, at least Grandpa could still be admitted to the intensive care unit after the operation.

Seeing her gloomy expression, the dean hurriedly continued: "However, there is still a spare set in the convalescent courtyard of the hospital. It will be quieter than the nursing ward."

The convalescent courtyard of Hengren Hospital was only built three years ago, and Gu Xiaoman didn't know which one was better.

Gu Jiyuan and Shao Yuxing were very clear about it.

Hengren Hospital is a top-notch high-end medical institution in China. There are only nine small recuperation units in the hospital, and each set is not only equipped with professional doctors and nurses, but also foreign doctors come for consultation and examination every month.

As soon as the small convalescence courtyard came out, they were booked internally, and many people had waited for a year and hadn't gotten a number yet.

Unexpectedly, the dean opened his mouth as a small cultivation courtyard.

"Thank you Dean."

Just as Gu Xiaoman was about to ask, a man's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Before she could turn around, her big and slender hands suddenly pressed against the back of the chair, and her warm breath sprayed against her ears.

"I have important things to leave first, so I need to call."

A dull and mellow voice sounded from the ear, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous. Gu Xiaoman's ears turned red instantly, and he lowered his eyes to stare at the water glass in his hand, and let out a low "hmm".

The cool woody fragrance kept rushing into the nasal cavity, Gu Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but breathe lightly.

Fortunately, Fu Wenyao straightened up and strode away.

"Mr. Fu, I'll see you off."

The dean trotted after him, leaving everyone with different faces waiting for the result of the operation.