After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

Song Nanxi was helped into the lounge by Lin Zhisu and Lin Zhiyin. Seeing Song Nanxi's tired look, both of them felt a little distressed.

"Nanxi, how are you feeling now?" Lin Zhiyin asked with concern as she helped Song Nanxi sit on the bed in the lounge.

"I'm fine, I'll just rest for a while." Song Nanxi didn't expect the two of them to come over.

The rest room in the hospital was naturally not as good as at home. Lin Zhisu frowned and couldn't help but said, "I'd better take you home to rest. The hospital is too noisy and you can't rest well here."

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyin also nodded and said, "Yes, Nanxi, let's take you home."

Song Nanxi shook his head: "No need."

Fu Jingyao has just completed the operation. Although the operation was successful, he is still in a coma. During this time, there is a risk of postoperative infection at any time.

So she couldn't leave while Fu Jingyao was completely out of danger.

If something really happened, she would be able to deal with it in time.

Seeing this, Lin Zhisu and Lin Zhiyin had no choice but to give up. However, when they saw the pork rib soup in the thermos on the table, Lin Zhiyin said, "Then you have to eat something at least. You can't rest on an empty stomach."

Having just finished the operation, Song Nanxi could not even pick up a spoon with her hands. She had no choice but to let Lin Zhiyin feed her some soup.

Seeing that Song Nanxi had fallen asleep, the two of them closed the door for her and walked out.

As soon as they came out, they met Shen Yiyun waiting at the door. Seeing this, Shen Yiyun asked with some worry: "How is Nanxi, is she okay?"

After hearing Cris talk about what happened in the operating room, Shen Yiyun realized how difficult Fu Jingyao's surgery was.

He is also a doctor, so he naturally knows that compared to them, Song Nanxi is the one who is under the greatest pressure.

"Let her rest, she's too tired." Lin Zhisu frowned and said.

He still has things to do in his company, so he can't stay here forever.

Seeing Song Nanxi like this, Lin Zhisu couldn't bear to bring up the matter of Mr. Lin, so he had to leave with Lin Zhiyin first.

Song Nanxi slept until midnight. Fortunately, she had the pork rib soup sent by Lin Zhisu, otherwise she had not eaten anything all day and her body would not have been able to hold on.

After the operation, Song Nanxi calculated that Fu Jingyao's anesthetic strength should have almost passed, so he opened the door to the lounge and walked towards his ward.

After resting, Song Nanxi's body finally recovered.

Last night Shen Yiyun watched here all night, and tonight Shen Yiyan came over instead.

Before leaving, Shen Yiyun told him not to sleep too hard at night. Fu Jingyao had just finished the operation and could not be left unattended. If he had any fever or anything unusual, he must call him and tell him.

Shen Yiyan remembered these firmly, and in the first half of the night, his attention was always on Fu Jingyao, and he was relieved to make sure that there was nothing unusual about him.

He had little experience in taking care of people since he was a child. In the second half of the night, he really couldn't hold it any longer, so he sat on a chair and squinted for a while.

Song Nanxi also walked in at this time. She glanced at Shen Yiyan who was sleeping on a chair beside her, and then looked away.

She walked to Fu Jingyao's bedside and saw that he was still sleeping, with no sign of waking up.

Song Nanxi frowned, stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, and checked the location of his wound. He found that the wound had begun to show signs of infection.

However, this is also a normal phenomenon, but whether he can survive it depends on Fu Jingyao himself.

Song Nanxi's expression changed, and she stretched out her hand to gently cover his forehead.

At this time, his forehead was hot and his lips were a little dry. It was because the body's immune system had a fever after the infection because it resisted the infection.

Although he knew this was normal, Song Nanxi still had a serious expression on his face.

She took the cotton swab on the side and dipped it in some water to moisturize his chapped lips.

In order to cool him down, Song Nanxi had no choice but to dip some alcohol into gauze, take off his pants, and wipe his body.

At this time, Fu Jingyao was lying on the hospital bed with only a pair of underwear on his body.

He had been burned just now, his head was dizzy and swollen, and he couldn't exert any strength, so he didn't open his eyes.

At this time, after Song Nanxi helped him cool down a little, he slowly gained some consciousness.

Feeling a hand on his body wiping his body, Fu Jingyao's body collapsed subconsciously.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw Song Nanxi's familiar figure standing in front of his hospital bed.

Seeing her again, Fu Jingyao just felt a little unreal.

So he didn't die on the operating table and the operation was successful?

At this time, he suddenly seemed to realize something. He was stripped off to only one piece of clothing, so his whole body was looked at by the little girl?

Thinking of this, Fu Jingyao was stunned and couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing laughter, Song Nanxi turned to look at Fu Jingyao.

Seeing that he had woken up at this time, looking at me with a smile on his face, he finally let go of his worries and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Fu Jingyao woke up, his body still couldn't exert any strength at this time, so he could only let Song Nanxi manipulate him.

"Nan...Nanxi, it's cold." Fu Jingyao said as his body temperature gradually dropped a bit at this time.

Song Nanxi didn't think too much. Just when he was about to cover him with a quilt, Shen Yiyan's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Nanxi, why are you here?"

He stood up from the chair and saw Fu Jingyao lying naked on the hospital bed. Song Nanxi's hand was still on his lower abdomen, and he froze in place.

"Ahem, cough...that...does your doctor still care about this?" Shen Yiyan suddenly thought of something and asked with an unnatural look on his face.

Hearing Shen Yiyan's voice, Song Nanxi frowned, and reached out to cover Fu Jingyao's quilt again.

After making sure that his body temperature had dropped and he finally woke up, he should be fine, he raised his feet and prepared to leave.

When leaving, she did not forget to remind Shen Yiyan: "Take good care of him. If he has a fever again, just follow the method I used just now."

When Shen Yiyan saw this, his face turned red, knowing that he was overthinking it just now.

After Song Nanxi left, he looked at Fu Jingyao lying on the hospital bed. Seeing that he was awake, he asked excitedly: "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Fu Jingyao shook his head and looked at the door where Song Nanxi left. Seeing that the person had left, he couldn't help but sigh.

I thought to myself, how can I make Shen Yiyan, the light bulb, leave automatically?