The husband and wife are not very good

After sitting outside and waiting for nearly two hours, I still haven’t seen any movement from the door in front of me. Lan Zhimian can’t wait any longer. Are these experts fake or dead? I haven’t found anything after such a long time. Are you sick?

When he couldn't help but wanted to stand up and open the door to have a look, the door of the examination room was finally opened from the inside, and then the experts came out one after another, and finally Zheng Shujin was pushed out.

Lan Zhimian looked at the person who was still lying on the hospital bed, and ran forward to hug him carefully, then turned his head to look at the experts on the opposite side, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Several experts look at me, I look at you, I don’t know who is better to speak, if this is an ordinary patient, they must have come out and told the illness, but the person in front of him is Mrs. Lan My young master, it's not good if one is not good enough to be fired.

Lan Zhimian himself was full of worry and irritability. Looking at the several experts with their heads bowed in silence, the expression on his face could no longer be maintained, and he said in a deep voice, "Are they all dumb? Did it take so long to check?" , Haven’t found out any illness yet? Then what are you doing keeping in the hospital? Are you keeping them?”

Zheng Shujin opened his eyes, looked at the angry man, and said weakly, "Lan Zhimian, let's go home, I don't want to be in the hospital, don't blame them, they just don't know how to tell you Well, I'll tell you everything when I get back."

Lan Zhimian looked down at the weak man in his arms who seemed to be leaving him at any moment, lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on his lips, raised his head and said softly but could not refuse, "You need to be hospitalized now, you can't go home , I have asked someone to arrange a ward for you, and we will go home after we are cured."

Zheng Shujin shook his head, gently leaned his face on Lan Zhimian's chest, closed his eyes and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on the man's body, and said in a muffled voice, "Hospitals can't cure me, even in hospitals. It's just a matter of time, I prefer to stay at home with you than the hospital, I want to go home."

Before Lan Zhimian could say no again, one of the experts took a step forward and clearly stated Zheng Shujin's condition, but he didn't say clearly that Zheng Shujin had a short time left.

"The young lady's illness should have been brought out from the mother's womb. It can only be suppressed but not cured. However, as long as you maintain a good mood every day, the illness will not flare up. However, because the young lady has too many worries recently, she is too depressed. The repeated episodes caused the heart to fail a little, and there was nothing we could do about it."

When Lan Zhimian heard it, he felt a buzzing in his ears. He looked up at the movements of the remaining experts nodding and their mouths opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what they said at all.

Looking down at the person who was quietly leaning against his arms with closed eyes, Lan Zhimian couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would leave him in the next second.

'Recently too much worry, too depressed', is it because of him?Is it because of what he has done during this period of time and the delay in refusing to face him because of evasion, that made him more and more silent on the surface, but more and more heavy in his heart?

Sniffing, Lan Zhimian carefully hugged the person in his arms, as if treating a rare treasure, and said softly, "Okay, listen to you, we'll go home right away."

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