Chapter 712

Xia Beiqing wrote on the paper and handed it to the doctor.

——He went out for a few days and lost a lot of weight when he came back. He just came back yesterday and had a fever today.

"I'll examine him." The doctor took out the stethoscope and stuck it to Shen Zhiyu's heart. His eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper. Then he pressed Shen Zhiyu's body with his hand. Suddenly, he felt something.

The doctor will Shen Zhiyu's body side past, open his clothes, suddenly a circle of gauze around the spine, the gauze has been soaked with blood.

Xia Bei tilted his eyes and pushed the wheelchair forward. He wanted to touch Shen Zhiyu's spine, but he didn't dare. The whole person became panic.

The doctor gently untied the gauze, and a wound appeared in front of his eyes. The wound had been sewn up, but it was torn a little, so a little blood oozed out.

Xia Beiqing sees the wound, and suddenly gets anxious. He has no way to speak. He can only shake his head and look at Hua Yinong and the doctor with the help of his eyes.

He didn't know why Mr. Shen was injured and what he had experienced in the past few days.

Hua Yinong pressed Xia Bei's extreme shoulder and asked for him: "is he hurt? What kind of wound is this

The doctor stared at the wound, pondered for a long time, shook his head and said, "in my opinion, he is not injured. This is a surgical wound, and it will not be sutured for more than three days."

Hua Yinong was surprised: "surgical wound, you mean, he had an operation? What kind of surgery is it? "

The doctor replied: "there are many operations to be done in this place. I can't be sure, but just after the operation, I have to stay in hospital for at least a month. Like him, it's strange not to fall down."

Surgery

Xia Beiqing's hands tightly grasped the wheelchair, and her bones turned white inch by inch.

So, Shen Zhiyu left these days, is to have an operation, say what friend has an accident to need to take care of, are all deceiving him?!

Why? Why not tell the truth? What kind of surgery did he have?!

I didn't realize it before, but in retrospect, there are too many things wrong.

The doctor treated the wound for Shen Zhiyu, prescribed some medicine, and then left.

Shen Zhiyu is still lying on the bed in a coma, with a weak hand hanging on the edge of the bed, and an infusion tube inserted in the back of his pale hand.

Xia Beiqing's eyes are dim and unclear. He stares at Shen Zhiyu's thin face. A moment later, he takes his eyes back, takes out a pen and paper, writes down a few words rigidly, and hands them to Hua Yinong.

——Please keep this secret. When Mr. Shen wakes up, we will treat it as if we don't know anything.

Hua Yinong is a little surprised. He thinks that when Shen's encounter wakes up, Xia Beiqing must question him and make the matter clear, but he chooses not to explain it.

"What do you want to do?" Hua Yinong asked.

Xia Beiqing didn't answer. He held the paper tightly in his palm.

It was not until the next day that Shen Zhiyu's fever subsided. He also woke up from a coma and found himself lying in the room with hot water and towels at the head of the bed and a few boxes of pills.

At this time, the door is pushed open, and Hua Yinong pushes Xia Beiqing in. He finds that Shen Zhiyu wakes up. Xia Beiqing comes forward in a hurry, grabs Shen Zhiyu's hand tightly, and looks at him with worried eyes.

Shen Zhi meets hoarse voice, weak ask: "I... How..."