Chapter 455

Fang Yu doesn't speak, but just smiles. Zhang Ruiqing looks at him seriously. They look at each other and smile. She doesn't ask why Fang Yu and Feiyang know each other. She only knows that if Fang Yu conceals his illness from her parents, she will make Feiyang stop talking nonsense.

Because according to Feiyang's medical skills, her heart problems can't be seen. Since she knows, but doesn't say, she doesn't have to worry that Feiyang will tell her parents about it.

"I didn't expect your acupuncture to be so good!" Fang Yu sincerely praised, yesterday on the operating table, she was calm, indifferent, precise needle, let him a doctor in the medical field for many years also admire unceasingly, what's more, on the operating table is her closest lover.

"It's just that there's a specialty in the art industry. I used to do physiotherapy and massage. I learned these slowly. I thought I was very interested, so I studied them all the time." Zhang Ruiqing smile, not so proud, just modest said a word.

"Are you interested in working in my hospital?" He threw out the olive branch directly. On the one hand, he really appreciated his talent. On the other hand, he had more opportunities to see the woman he wanted to see.

"Me?" Zhang Ruiqing doubts that he is an authoritative outpatient of cardiology department. What's the use of an acupuncture physiotherapist going to him.

"Yes, your medical skills are no worse than western medicine. I have every reason to believe that acupuncture and physiotherapy can cure some heart diseases. Of course, I'm talking about pathological diseases, such as premature heart failure." Fang Yu opens out the huge enticement condition, Zhang Ruiqing's heartbeat moves for it.

"I'll think about it." Zhang Ruiqing thought about it, but gave an ambiguous answer.

But Fang Yu has a faint smile. If she doesn't go to her own clinic, he will tell Zhang huaizhen and his wife about her illness. At that time, he will say that her acupuncture plus her own medical skills will cure Zhang Ruiqing.

Hehe, although he can't guarantee it, his eager heart has taken root in his heart.

Just then, Zhang huaizhen pushed a wheelchair to Zhang Ruiqing.

"Come on, I'll take you to him." Zhang huaizhen picked her up and said softly.

She nodded, propped up and got out of bed. She got out of the wheelchair. She took a look at Fang Yu standing on one side and waved to him: "goodbye, doctor Fang."

"Good bye." He said, with the wheelchair behind, with the two people also out of the ward, to fly to the office.

When he comes to the intensive care unit, Zhang Ruiqing looks at Ling shaotian with a tube all over his body and a respirator on his mouth. The heartbeat on the monitor also fluctuates with his breathing.

Zhang huaizhen pushes her daughter in and leaves. Only the husband and wife are left in the VIP intensive care unit.

Pushing the wheel and leaning forward, rouyi holds Ling shaotian's big hand.

Since then, she looked at Ling shaotian from top to bottom, bright but with a little tired eyes. Her tall body was a little thin, and her flowing hair was a little messy. She closed her eyes calmly, as if she were asleep. She reached down his eyebrows to the resolute Xiaba.

Because I haven't shaved these days, but I grow a piece of green beard residue, and the whole person also has a lot of vicissitudes.

"Look at you, how can you allow yourself to be so dirty? I don't have the strength to help you. You'd better get up and clean up by yourself." Say words, fingertips gently rub on his chin, like doting, like angry.

Then she opened the corner of the quilt, and Ling shaotian only wore a pair of boxer pants. She frowned slightly: "you're an exposure maniac. When those little nurses come to take care of you, they can't be too happy to die. They see such a perfect figure. Get better quickly and put on your clothes, or I'll be angry."

After tucking in the corner, she lay on one side, clasped her fingers with Ling shaotian's, and her head was close to his arm. It took a long time to get up. At this time, Zhang Ruiqing's face was full of tears and her eyes were red. She didn't open her mouth when she wanted to say anything. She was afraid that she would choke when she opened her mouth.

If Ling shaotian hears her cry, she will be distressed.

After brewing for a long time, Zhang Ruiqing took a deep breath, wiped away the tears on his face, bent his mouth and said with a smile, "Ling shaotian, I'll wait for you to wake up. I know you will wake up."

She encouraged, accompanied, until a little tired, lying on the side of the bed to sleep, maybe because lying on the side of Ling shaotian, Zhang Ruiqing fell asleep very deeply, and gradually fell asleep.

The beach, the waves, and a large group of friends and relatives were laughing.

Ling shaotian's posture is excellent. She is wearing a white suit. In her front pocket, she carries a flower with two words on it: bridegroom.

God, it must have been made by his mother. Looking at himself, he was also wearing a white wedding dress. The gorgeous white dress covered his head and dragged to the belt. Similarly, there was a red flower in his heart, which said "bride".

She is getting married with Ling shaotian. It's so sweet. It's so sweet. There are Xia Yuanyuan, her parents, her brother and sister-in-law, and the uncles and aunts who usually go to and from each other.

Everyone's face showed a blessing smile, Ling shaotian knelt on the ground, took out the ring: "Rui Qing, late wedding, I hope you can forgive, please believe, I will make you happy all your life."

"Marry him, marry him, marry him..." everyone laughed and yelled.

With a sweet heart, Zhang Ruiqing gently raised his hand: "choosing my grass means giving up the whole garden. Ling shaotian, have you decided?"

"Is there a better decision than that?" Ling shaotian opened the jewelry box and put the ring, which was made of rare metal and brought back from the moon, on Zhang Ruiqing's hand.

After kissing, he raised his head gently: "I finally married you, thank you..."

Just when everyone was making noise, a voice roared out hysterically: "no, I don't agree. I don't agree with such a wedding. Ling shaotian is mine."

A person ran out, Zhang Ruiqing to see the face, turned out to be Jiang Manqing, she is also wearing a wedding dress, also with the bride's flower, a face of malicious looking at Zhang Ruiqing.

Turn around, another is the same wedding dress, the same decoration, the same hysteria: "Ling shaotian is my..."

And this face is actually Lin xian'er.

All of a sudden, many brides surrounded Zhang Ruiqing, hysterical roar: "Ling shaotian is mine."

Zheng Xiuli, Chu Jiaojiao, Li Shuang, who else is shouting there.

"Ling shaotian is mine. Zhang Ruiqing, you will never get him."

Want to work hard to look at the bride's face, but how also can't see clearly, until she suddenly woke up, a cold sweat looking at Ling shaotian, as always calm.

Ou Moyang knocked on the door and came in. He took a look at his friend and Zhang Ruiqing. He frowned and asked, "what's the matter with you? Your face is not good."

Zhang Ruiqing shook his head: "nothing. I'm just thinking when he will be better. I'm going to have a wedding with him in the hospital."

After listening to Zhang Ruiqing's words, ou Moyang twisted his eyebrows and turned to release his feelings. However, he was still a little upset: "I asked you to have a wedding with him earlier, but you didn't want to. Now people can't get up in hospital bed. If you want to be a bride, it's really a good time."

Zhang Ruiqing knew that he deliberately sarcastic, squint up, cold threat: "you do this to me, when he wakes up, you are not afraid that I will blow pillow wind."

"OK, I'll wait for that day..." Ou Moyang pretended to be very arrogant, and then turned and left.

They both know that such a day does not know when to wait, maybe tomorrow, maybe a lifetime.