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

"Wait, aren't you from the gastroenterology department? Your teacher...can do heart examinations?"

"Cough...my teacher is the most authoritative professor in the heart field."

"..."

Seeing that Zhuang Ling was still puzzled, Shu Boheng said succinctly, "He turned from the Department of Cardiac Surgery."

"!!!" Zhuang Ling suddenly felt that the doctor in front of him was unreliable, very unreliable! Why did you transfer here unexpectedly?Isn't this misleading the younger generation, bah! Is it delaying things?

What if something goes wrong with the treatment?Although Zhuang Ling doesn't know anything about medicine, he still understands the common sense that "there is a specialization in surgery".

No wonder it was so easy to agree to release him from the hospital. It turned out that the donkey was at the end of his rope.The more Zhuang Ling thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and his eyes on the doctor became more and more unkind.

He kept asking Shu Boheng what was wrong, so don't hide it.It made Shu Boheng dumbfounded.

The doctor expressed aggrieved, what kind of eyes do you have?Although I used to be a doctor in heart surgery, gastrointestinal is still my true love, and I also studied systematically and went abroad for advanced studies, okay?What made me look like a charlatan?

He cast his eyes on Shu Boheng.

Shu Boheng was happy to see the joke and didn't explain it for him. He just repeatedly said that he really felt good and there was nothing wrong with it, which was also a sideways affirmation of his medical skills.

Twenty minutes later, Assistant Chen was successfully discharged from the hospital. When he rushed to the ward with the voucher, the nurse was removing Shu Boheng's stitches.

"Boss, Mr. Zhuang, everything is ready and you can leave anytime."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Zhuang Ling cast her gaze on the wheelchair that Assistant Chen borrowed from the emergency department on the first floor.

Shu Boheng naturally saw it too, but he only took one look and then averted his eyes in disgust, "Zhuang Ling, I don't use a wheelchair."

"Be obedient, it's for your own good." Zhuang Ling squatted in front of him, making eye contact with him, "There is still a long distance from here to the door, so save your energy. And it's almost evening now, and the wind is strong, just this time , okay? As if you are doing it for me too."

"..." Shu Boheng silently assessed his physical strength, and found that it was indeed impossible to walk from the ward to the hospital entrance with his own strength. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if he collapsed on the way?Besides, Zhuang Ling used himself as an example, Shu Boheng felt that he was even more overwhelmed.

So he acquiesced, but his face was still gloomy.

Zhuang Ling was very happy to have won again. He politely asked Assistant Chen to go outside for a while, and he quickly changed Shu Boheng's clothes.

Because the weather forecast said that there would be strong winds later, Zhuang Ling didn't dare to be sloppy, and prepared thick things for Shu Boheng, such as thermal underwear, woolen sweaters, fleece windbreakers, and even scarves, masks, and hats. It takes a lot of effort to get a complete set of equipment.

"I'll do it myself."

Although Shu Boheng is now out of the control of various pipelines and has a lot of freedom of movement, his hands are still weak.So Zhuang Ling didn't dare to really let him do it by himself.

He stood by and waited for Shu Boheng to take off his hospital gown, and then carefully put on his clothes layer by layer.He knew that Shu Boheng paid attention to his image at all times, so he wore a dark gray woolen sweater with a shirt inside, with the collar exposed, and a khaki long windbreaker on the outside, so he looked very handsome.

Zhuang Lingzai looked carefully at Shu Boheng who was still adjusting his collar, and suddenly said, "Boss Shu, go make your debut, really."

Shu Boheng raised his head in surprise, not knowing what kind of madness this man was having.

Zhuang Ling smiled, he thought this man's puzzled look was very cute, "I'm praising you for being handsome, Mr. Shu."

"..."

After Shu Boheng was tidied up, Zhuang Ling called Assistant Chen outside, and the two worked together to help Shu Boheng onto the wheelchair pushed in front of the bed and let him sit down.Then Zhuang Ling knelt down on one knee and carefully put on the hat and scarf for him. When he picked up the mask, Shu Boheng turned his face away and refused to touch it.Zhuang Ling had no choice but to give up, and instead pulled up his scarf a little to cover the lower half of his face.

After checking for the last time and not finding any problems, he pushed Shu Boheng to the door.Pushing and pushing, Zhuang Ling felt that something was wrong, so he stopped and replaced Assistant Chen with pushing, and he held Shu Boheng's hand beside him, euphemistically calling it to shield him from the wind.Just hold it all the way.

Tired and crooked.

Assistant Chen at the side felt that this was not a sight.

At this time, if Zhuang Ling turned his head just in time, he would see Shu Boheng's hurt eyes.

If Zhuang Ling had the same attitude towards him as before, then he might be able to face the coming ending more calmly.But now that Zhuang Ling is stuck in it, and he is getting deeper and deeper, unable to get out. If that day really comes, he can't imagine what will happen?

After successfully pushing the person to the door, he saw a black Bentley SUV parked in front of the steps.

The two of them worked together to lift the wheelchair down the steps, and pushed it to the front of the car, opened the door of the rear seat, first helped Shu Boheng to sit inside, and then Zhuang Ling walked around to the other side and got into the car as well.

Shu Boheng was unusually silent along the way, as if he was not in high spirits. When the car started, Zhuang Ling was about to ask him what was wrong, but found that he had closed his eyes at some point.

He sighed, took his hand again, and rested his head on his shoulder.

Just maintained this posture all the way.

When the car drove into the yard, Zhuang Ling didn't plan to wake him up, but planned to carry him all the way into the room like this.But who knew that Shu Boheng woke up by himself, he insisted on getting down and walking by himself.

So, Zhuang Ling had no choice but to support his head against the back seat to let him relax.After all, waking up from hypoglycemia is very exhausting.

After a while, he got out of the car and walked to the other side, bent down and helped Shu Boheng out.

Shu Boheng probably hadn't been on the ground for a long time, and his legs were a little weak, so Zhuang Ling supported him on the spot for a while, then raised his arms and put them on his shoulders, and carried him inside step by step.

When he reached the door, he saw an old man standing there bowed, "Young Master is back."

It must be the old man of the Shu family.

But Shu Boheng was very indifferent to him, just nodded his head lightly, and ignored him.On the other hand, Zhuang Ling gave him a strange look, and helped Shu Boheng into the door.

Just a few steps to the lobby, they walked for 10 minutes.

When passing by the sofa, Zhuang Ling asked if he wanted to rest for a while before going upstairs, but Shu Boheng didn't know what he thought of, and his face became extremely ugly.

Zhuang Ling also reacted in an instant, feeling apprehensive.He secretly thought that he had made a mistake, knowing that this sofa was a bad memory for Shu Boheng, he still asked this question out of desperation.