[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

But there is also some bitterness, "Maybe his benefactor opened the back door for him!"

He was immediately reprimanded, "Producer Yu is notorious for hating going through the back door, brother, you should read more before you come out and spray!"

Later, it is said that after Producer Yu heard this sentence, he even defended himself, "I don't know how this reputation got out, but if you want to go through the back door, you must first have real skills."

Zhuang Ling didn't know the final outcome of the debate on the Internet, because from that day on, he stopped reading Weibo and concentrated on his work so that he could end his physical examination with Shu Boheng as soon as possible.

On this day, after the promotion meeting closed, he hurried to the hospital, and Shu Boheng had already entered.

"When did you go in? Why didn't you notify me?"

"It's only been an hour. Boss didn't want me to tell you, and said that it would be fine just waiting for you to come back."

"..." Zhuang Ling sat down on the bench in the corridor dejectedly, brushed his hair casually, "What are you doing now?"

"Gastroscopy. Actually... the doctor said that Boss's current physical condition is not suitable for gastroscopy, and the reaction... will be very big."

"Wait! Gastroscopy! It's been an hour!" Even though Zhuang Ling has no medical knowledge, he also knows that a gastroscopy may come out in three to five minutes for ordinary people. Unlike Shu Boheng, there is no news after an hour of tossing.

"Why don't you give him general anesthesia?"

"Master Tong is also here, and he's inside right now. He said that general anesthesia will suppress the patient's breathing, and Boss..." Speaking of this, what else does Zhuang Ling not understand?These days, although Shu Boheng didn't experience chest tightness and chest pain again, it doesn't mean that his heart troubles have been ruled out.If he had difficulty breathing during the general anesthesia, then... the consequences would be disastrous.

Now that the matter was over, Zhuang Ling had no choice but to wait outside, but as time went by, he became more and more impatient. He stood up several times and wanted to rush in, but was held tightly by Assistant Chen.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the closed door finally opened, and the doctor walked out with a tired face.

Zhuang Ling rushed to meet her, "Doctor, what's the matter?"

The doctor took off his mask and shook his head, "People are inside, go in and have a look."

Seeing this, Zhuang Ling had a bad feeling in his heart, so he rushed in without thinking about anything.

Shu Boheng was lying on his side on the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyes didn't fall into place. Zhuang Ling only took a rough look, and his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

He slowly walked to the side of the bed and knelt down, stretched out his hand and carefully wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "A-Heng...A-Heng?"

"..." Shu Boheng didn't respond, as if his consciousness had been blurred.

"What's up with him?"

"The reaction was too great. I vomited a few times in the middle, and I just collapsed."

Only then did Zhuang Ling notice the old man with white hair and beard standing beside him, "Are you Master Tong?"

The old man didn't speak, but just nodded his head as an answer. He walked to the side and took off his gloves, "It's quite persevering. Most people would have passed out long ago. He probably waited for you."

Zhuang Ling was hit by the phrase "I'm waiting for you", her eyelashes trembled twice, and tears fell down, just falling on Shu Boheng's face.

Shu Boheng trembled, his eyes became clear again, and he said in a low voice, "You... are here..."

Then he supported the edge of the bed with his hands and wanted to sit up, but was supported by Zhuang Ling in time, "Don't move!"

Shu Boheng probably used up too much before, and now he has no strength at all. He just leaned softly in Zhuang Ling's arms and let him caress his back.

After a while, Zhuang Ling felt that Shu Boheng didn't seem to be moving. When he looked down, he saw that he had completely closed his eyes at some point. He couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and shouted: "Doctor! Come and see! How is he doing this?" gone?"

It was the same doctor just now, he stepped forward and opened Shu Boheng's eyelids to observe his pupils, "He passed out. Xiao Jiang, push him back to the ward."

"Okay." Two male nurses came up and moved Shu Boheng to the gurney, ready to push him back to the ward.

"Wait a minute!" Zhuang Ling stopped the nurse's movement, "I want to ask, is he able to carry out the next inspection in his current state?"

"No." It was still Master Tong who was said to be an authority outside his heart who answered.

"It's best to delay for two days."

"But...but I..." Two days later, he was already going to work!It is absolutely impossible for him to leave Shu Boheng like this and go to the deep mountains.

Now Zhuang Ling is extremely regretful, why did he sign that contract?Why did you take that job?

Can he really rest assured?

It seems that between Shu Boheng and work, he can only choose one forever.

He tightly held Shu Boheng's hand hanging by his side, once again thinking about regretting staying.But he knew that Shu Boheng would definitely not agree, so instead of making him angry and aggravating his condition, he might as well follow him.But Zhuang Ling just couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

The doctor on the side saw that his expression was too painful, and he didn't know whether to say the next thing.

It was Zhuang Ling who noticed him first, and he asked, "Doctor, what else do you want to tell me?"

"According to the past cases and the reaction this time, we suggest that we need to do pathological slides to know more about it..."

"..." Know, know what?Zhuang Ling's fingers pinched into his palm unconsciously, and he couldn't stand upright.

"Pathological... slice?"

"Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! We're just looking for lesions, not necessarily cancer."

"The gastroscope... can't find it?"

"Not that detailed. Zhuang Ling, why don't you ask Mr. Shu for his opinion when he wakes up?"

"..." How could he ask him this?Even himself...

Although he had been mentally prepared a few days ago, after hearing the doctor speak so bluntly now, he still felt that his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.

While he was doing self-construction in his heart: definitely not... definitely not, he followed the cart to the ward like a wandering soul.

Back in the ward, the sequelae caused by the gastroscopy were not over yet.Before the doctor put the nutrient solution back on Shu Boheng, he suddenly bowed and struggled with such strength that the two nurses couldn't hold him down, so they hurriedly called for help.

Zhuang Ling was completely dumbfounded. Seeing that Shu Boheng's hands were uncontrollably trying to pinch his abdomen, fearing that he would hurt him, he quickly squeezed the nurse away, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged him into his arms, and comforted him: "Ah Heng... ...A-Heng...it's okay...the pain will be gone soon..."

But not long after Zhuang Ling hugged him, Shu Boheng's body trembled suddenly, and he broke away from his control and threw up beside the bed.