Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The two discussed the details. After a while, the nurse from the hospital called to ask where they were.

An Ran hung up the phone and went back to the rescue room with the lady...

...

An Lijun had a sudden cerebral congestion this time. The main cause of the illness was that he was too irritated and couldn't control his emotions. The blood rushed to the brain.

A situation like this is very dangerous, and a careless one can endanger life. Fortunately, An Lijun's secretary was next to him when he was ill. He immediately dialed the 120 emergency number and sent the person to the hospital to barely save his life.

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The nurse pushed the person out of the emergency room and into a nearby ward. A large group of relatives from Anjia who came after hearing the news also went to the ward with them.

The doctor who had just finished the operation tiredly took off his plastic gloves and threw them into the trash can, and asked the nurse, "Where are the patient's family members?"

"Here." An Ran walked behind to hear it, and immediately walked over, walked to the doctor, and said worriedly, "Doctor, I am his daughter. How is my father?"

The doctor looked at her up and down, took off the mask and said, "The patient's operation was very successful, but during this period we must be careful, pay attention to the patient's emotions, and don't stimulate the patient again!"

An Ran's chest tightened, remembering the plan she had said before, pursing her lips, and asked the doctor, "What will happen if my dad is irritated?"

The doctor gave her a surprised look, and asked her as if looking at a neuropathy, "I said it's best not to let him be stimulated anymore. You ask me what this question means. You still want to stimulate your dad at this time." ?"

An Ran was a little bit frustrated, and explained embarrassingly, "I didn't mean that, I just care..."

The doctor took the towel handed by the nurse and wiped the blood stains on his hands. He was noncommittal about her explanation and said, "You'd better not care about this. Take good care of him during this time and try to keep him in a good mood."

The doctor paused, gave her a look, and gave her face, "With the patient's current condition, he has to be stimulated again, and the blood rushes up to form congestion. Maybe not as lucky as it is now."

This means that you might die on the operating table again!

"You mean my dad will die?" An Ran clenched her lips tightly, her expression tangled and uncomfortable, her face was pale and her eyes were erratic, no matter how she looked at it, it didn't seem like she was just asking.

The doctor couldn't help but look at her more, but as an outsider, he didn't want to be nosy, "Everyone will die, no one is different! But he will be stimulated again during this period of time. Maybe that day will come more than expected. quick."

"How do I feel that you look like your dad might be stimulated recently?" He didn't want to be nosy, but he couldn't help but asked, "I remind you, your dad is very weak now and can't stand it. Toss. You children, don’t kill your dad at this critical time."

The look the nurse looked at her was the same as she looked at the best, full of precautionary suspicion. An Ran realized that she might have been too emotional just now. She hurriedly curled up her lips, smiled decently, and explained, "No, you misunderstood the doctor. I was worried that things in the company would stimulate my dad."